THE DEVIL'S MISTRESS のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

Gabriel's Pov2:13 a.m.And people were still inside the club.The music had finally died, leaving only the hum of the lights and the sound of glasses being stacked. I’d been trying to shut this place down earlier for weeks, and every night felt like a personal joke.Renz used to keep the doors open until 5 a.m., like the world would collapse if people stopped drinking.Twelve hours of fun.But I wasn’t about to run a business on another man’s ghost.Losing money didn’t bother me.Feeling like a replacement did.I had better things to care about than babysitting a club till dawn—or at least that’s what I kept telling myself. So I walked the floor, slow and irritated, hunting down the last few stragglers who pretended not to see the lights up. The place wasn’t loud anymore—just that awkward, ugly quiet after closing time, when people know they should leave but cling to the night like it owes them something.I checked everything as I went—lights, staff, security, bar stock.I stayed lo

I lay still on the bed, breathing slowly, pretending to be asleep.Maybe if I stayed quiet long enough, Gabriel would get bored and leave.But he didn’t.He just stood there… watching me.Too silent. Too still.The doctor must have told him everything—his face looked carved out of anger.“Until when were you planning to hide it from me?” he said, voice flat and cold.My fingers twitched under the blanket.So he already knew I was awake.“Answer me!” he barked.I slowly pushed myself up, keeping my tone level.“Don’t shout.”He dragged in a breath like he was trying not to explode.“The doctor told me you’re pregnant,” he said. “Are you aware of that?”I let out a short, dry laugh.“Why do you think I’ve been putting up with you?”I didn’t even get to finish.The lamp beside me shattered as his hand knocked it to the floor.Glass scattered everywhere.Before I could react, his hand was wrapped around my neck—tight, crushing—stealing every bit of air.“How dare you lie to me?” he roared

I walked into the kitchen quietly, the way I always did these days.Elena was at the stove, her back to me. I’d memorized her routine by now. When she cooked. How she chopped. How she hummed under her breath when she thought no one was listening.So today… I wanted to cook for myself.But the moment she saw me, she froze like I’d walked in with a gun.Her eyes widened.“Nyx? What are you doing here? You should have called me. I would have come.”I breathed in through my nose, slow, steady.Why did everyone act like I might break at any second?“I want to cook,” I said with a small smile—not warm, just polite.Elena blinked at me like she didn’t believe what she heard.“Cook? No, you shouldn’t be in the kitchen. You’re pregnant. You should be resting.”“I’ve rested enough,” I said simply. “I want to make my own food.”Elena’s mouth tightened."I doubt Gabe would approve that."A small, cold laugh left me.“I don’t care what Gabe approves.”I met her eyes.“From today… I’m cooking my ow

Nyx's PovI found Gabe in the sitting room, scrolling through his phone like he had nothing to worry about.I stood there, holding my calm like it was glued on my face.“I’ll be going to town today,” I said. “I have some school paperwork to sort out.”He didn’t look up at first. Then he did—slow, studying me like I was lying by simply breathing.“Fine,” he said. “As long as you go with your company.”I forced a small smile. “I actually want to go alone. I’ll be back before evening.”He laughed. A quiet, sharp laugh that hit my nerves.“Nyx… you look different these days. Calm.”His eyes narrowed. “But I still don’t trust a single word you say. And I know you’ll jump at any chance to ruin me.”I said nothing. Just stared.Pretended peace.Pretended softness.Pretended I wasn’t seconds away from cracking.Holding this fake kindness was starting to drain the life out of me.The truth?I didn’t have any school work.Ever since I saw Renz in my dreams, I hadn’t been the same.I woke up res

Mason's PovWe’d been parked in that damn car all day.Me and the boys… playing games on our phones, talking nonsense, wasting time, waiting for Nyx.And now the sun was dying behind the buildings.Night coming fast.Miles still left to drive.And Nyx was nowhere in sight.Most people would call me stupid for letting her go alone.But no.They don't know her like I do.Nyx isn’t the type to run.She hates Gabriel too much for that.She’ll stay close just long enough to destroy him properly… that was the kind of woman she was.I leaned back, smiling to myself.How much did I know her?Maybe more than I should.Since the day I came to this city to work under Gabe, I noticed her.Watched her quietly.Studied her.Nyx was beautiful without trying—raw, sharp, stubborn, glowing even when she was angry.Maybe I liked her more than I should.Hell… she was exactly my type.Gabe never deserved her.He let greed and jealousy swallow him whole.Now he thinks he owns her?Idiot.I didn’t know whe