All Chapters of THE DEVIL'S MISTRESS: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

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Sabotaged...

Marco’s PovI was smiling.I don’t usually smile before an operation. So that alone should have warned me something was wrong.I drove behind my men on purpose, watching their car ahead through the windshield. They thought I was just being careful.I wasn’t.I wanted to arrive differently. For once, I wasn’t thinking like a strategist. I was thinking like a man.Renz would finally stand in the same space as his daughter. Nyx would see her child again. A family would become whole...For the first time in a long while, something big was about to happen.And Camila…After all this time, I would see her again.Not on a screen.Not through updates.In front of me.The thought tightened something warm in my chest.My men sped ahead in the first car while I slowed behind, giving myself distance. I’d studied this route carefully. Narrow exits. Fewer cameras. Fewer eyes.Perfect.I intended to reach before them anyway.I checked the time.We left early. No delays.Everything was calculated.Yes

You'll watch your family die!

Maria’s Pov The house was quiet when we arrived. I stepped in first, my men followed behind me, dragging the woman and child in. The girl was unconscious. The woman… barely holding herself together. Good. Fear keeps people in place. The nerve of her, pretending not to know me. As if that could save her. Pathetic. “Take them to the guest room,” I said calmly, not looking back. “Lock it. No mistakes.” “Yes, ma’am.” They moved quickly. I watched as they dragged them away, that bitch still trying to struggle weakly. Really pathetic. Although she looks slightly different from the last time I saw her… well, that’s what pain can do. “Secure the house,” I added, my voice colder now. “If we lose this guest… our lives won’t be enough to compensate Malachi.” That made them pause. Then they nodded. “We understand.” Good. They knew what was at stake. I didn’t wait any longer. I turned and walked down the hallway toward Malachi’s study. Each step steady...my breath was controlled. B

Love in borrowed time

Renz’s Pov The house was quiet. Just the way I wanted it. No unnecessary eyes watching. I had cleared everyone out—guards, maids, everyone. “Clear the house,” I had told them earlier. “No noise. No movement. Stay out of sight.” No one was to be seen until she arrived. And now, the living room sat still, sun lights casting soft shadows across the walls. And in the middle of it— Nyx. Curled into me like she belonged there.Because she did. I leaned back into the couch, one arm wrapped around her, the other resting lazily against her waist...her fingers were playing slowly with mine.. My woman felt warm. And for a moment, everything else faded. I tilted my head slightly and looked down at her...and God… she looked different.. Not weak. Not broken. Stronger. I admitted silently. And somehow… even more beautiful she was way better than a few weeks ago. Life was slowly coming back into her. And I liked it. No— I loved it. “You’ve been staring,” she murmured softly, not even

"Shattered"

And his men. Alone. No Camila. No child. Something inside me went still. Nyx moved before I could react. She slipped out of my arms so fast it felt like I had lost her already. Her eyes were wide, searching behind Marco like she expected them to walk in late. “Where are they?” her voice broke. I stood up slowly. Calm on the outside. Cold on the inside. “What’s this, Marco?” I asked.My voice came out lower than I intended... because this wasn't the plan.Marco didn’t answer immediately...he looked… wrong. That alone told me everything had gone to shit.“She’s not here, Renz…” Nyx whispered. I didn’t look at her... I couldn’t. “Talk,” I said to Marco. Then he spoke straight to the point everything that had happened. The delay. The car. The attack. The empty road. The bodies. “They knew the route boss. Knew the timing. Took out the first car before I got close. By the time I got there…” he paused. I didn’t move. “…they were gone.” Silence fell...and Nyx made a sound behi

The things I cannot lose

Nyx’s Pov I stood near the window with my arms wrapped around myself, staring downstairs through the slightly opened curtain. The cold glass pressed against my fingers, but I barely felt it. Outside, under the dim lights, Renz stood with a few men and Bianca. Talking. Planning. Preparing for war. My chest tightened painfully at the sight of him. Even from this distance, I could tell how focused he was. The way his shoulders stayed stiff. The way his eyes kept moving over maps and phones and weapons like he was trying to calculate every possible outcome before morning came. A tear rolled down my cheek before I could stop it. Damn it. I quickly wiped it away, remembering the promise I made to him earlier not to cry anymore. But how was I supposed to stop? Camila and Rynna were taken because of me. Because of the past, Malachi just want us ended. The thought alone made my stomach twist violently. I shut my eyes for a second, breathing shakily. Rynna... My baby. God... I coul

On the highway to Hell

Morning came quietly. The house looked calm on the outside, but underneath it, tension crawled through every wall like poison. Men walked around with loaded guns. Footsteps echoed through the halls every now and then. Everyone was preparing for something ugly. And I hated the atmosphere. I stood upstairs near the hallway corner, hidden behind the wall while voices drifted from the bar downstairs. Renz. Marco. I knew I shouldn’t be listening. But honestly, how was I supposed to stay still while the man I loved planned to return straight into that pit again? My fingers tightened around the edge of the wall as I listened carefully. Renz’s voice came first. Calmly. “Bianca and the others confirmed the location,” he said. “The place Malachi sent wasn’t fake. That’s where they’re keeping them.” My chest tightened instantly. Camila. Rynna. Marco leaned against the counter quietly before answering, “I figured as much.” Renz nodded once. “There are five possib

Promises are made so—

Marco’s Pov The sound of the cars faded slowly outside the compound. Then silence followed. I stood beside Nyx near the entrance, watching the gate long after Renz and the others disappeared from sight...and somehow, the heaviness in my chest only got worse. Nyx didn’t move. She didn’t blink much either. Her eyes stayed fixed ahead like she could still see his car. And honestly... That alone told me Renz was right. Nyx definitely had a plan. I studied her quietly for a second before stepping closer. “He’ll bring them back,” I managed to say. The words tasted bitter in my mouth because even I wasn’t fully convinced...Not with Malachi involved...Not after what he did yesterday... Nyx gave no response. Said nothing...She just kept staring ahead quietly. I cleared my throat softly. “Renz asked me to keep you safe until he returns.” She said nothing still... Damn. I sighed internally and continued anyway. “You should go rest for a while. We’ll handle things out here.” I tol

They get broken one day

Her eyes narrowed. “I thought you were serious about my sister.” That line struck directly. “And yet you’re staying here folding your arms?” “There’s already a plan!” I answered immediately. My voice hardened slightly. “We’re not sitting idle.” Then stepped closer. “Everybody is already playing their role.” “And what role are you playing?” she fired back fiercely. I stared directly at her. “Protecting you.” “I don’t need protection, Marco!” Her voice echoed sharply through the hallway. “Renz is walking into an end-game situation with Malachi!” Pain flashed across her face. “He needs every help he can get!” I clenched my jaw. “Nyx, you know Renz hates being disobeyed.” She laughed bitterly. “Yes. I do.” Her eyes glistened again. “But what if he never returns for us to talk about what he hates?” Silence settled between us after that. I hated that sentence. Hated it badly. “You’re scared,” I told her “That’s all.” Then calmer...“Nothing will happen to him.” Nyx sh

Even devil's fear surprises

Maria’s Pov The underground hideout smelled like sweat, alcohol, and sin. I walked down the narrow stairs slowly, my boots echoing softly through the dim room while memories from last night crawled shamelessly through my head. Ricardo and I had spent the entire night tangled in each other. A faint smirk touched my lips as I pushed the final door open..and there he was. Still sleeping. Unbelievable. He laid carelessly across the bed like the world wasn’t preparing for war upstairs. His shirt was somewhere on the floor. My eyes dragged slowly over his bare chest. Broad shoulders. Tattoos. Sharp jaw...The kind of body women ruined themselves for. God....He was unfairly beautiful...but sometimes I genuinely hated the kind of man I liked. Peace never followed Ricardo. Blood did. And somehow… It keeps me crawling back to him. I folded my arms slowly while I kept staring at him... Imagining, everyone upstairs was tense. Men were armed. Malachi had practically turned the entire esta

Endgame begins

Renz’s Pov The moment I stepped out of the car, the entire environment smelled like old blood and betrayal. The building looked exactly like the kind of place devils retired to. Malachi always loved places like this. A clean structure.... A pit. Exactly the kind of place a coward would drag people into just to feel powerful. Some meters away behind us, hidden carefully where eyes wouldn’t easily catch them, Maria and the others waited silently. Today needed to end.... I admit that am mentally tired, tired of seeing fear in Nyx’s eyes. Tired of Malachi breathing the same air as me. He had ordered me to come alone. Too bad I stopped listening to him a long time ago. My eyes lifted toward the large building ahead while my men steadied themselves beside me. I adjusted my cuffs calmly before walking ahead. Honestly... I should’ve felt uneasy coming back into Malachi's pit. After what he was lucked to do to me the last time. The chains, the torture...the blood. The humiliation. T

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