Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE DEVIL'S MISTRESS: Kabanata 151 - Kabanata 160

Renz spent the next few days putting his life back together.He visited most of his properties, checked on his businesses, met with the people who had remained loyal, and dealt with everything Gabriel had left behind.But everywhere he went, there was always that same shock look. People stared at him as if they were looking at a ghost.Some just couldn't believe Luis Renz was alive. Others were too afraid to ask.A few of his old allies didn't bother hiding their happiness. They invited him to dinner, wanting to see the man they had thought was dead sitting across from them again.Renz accepted a few of those invitations.He went with Nyx.It was strange for him to walk into a room with her beside him after everything they had survived. Some people stared at them longer than they stared at him.Perhaps they were trying to understand how the dead Shadow King had returned with the woman everyone thought he'd lost. Fearful.Renz didn't care.For once, he had no reason to hide.And as fo

I stepped inside quietly and my eyes immediately went to the bed. Nyx and Rynna were lying together. Rynna was tucked beneath, almost completely covered by Nyx. Only a little of her brunette hair showed against the blanket, some strands scattered across her face. I stopped. For a moment, I simply watched them. Something inside me became quiet. Peace. That was the only word I could find for it. After everything I had seen and everything I had done, this was the sight I had been fighting for all along. Seeing my family safe and together. I looked at Nyx's long hair spread across the pillow. Then my eyes moved to Rynna again. Her hair looked so much like mine. I almost smiled. My daughter...the word still tested new in my mouth. I had missed so much. The thought hurt but for once, I didn't run from it. I walked closer to the bed. Nyx stirred. It was almost as if she could sense me even in her sleep. Her eyes opened slightly before she carefully moved away from Rynna. Sh

Marco's PovThe car crawled to a stop outside the building.I didn't move, for a moment, I simply sat there with both hands resting loosely on the steering wheel, staring through the windshield.BASQUE.The name stood boldly above the entrance, illuminated against the dark exterior, I stared at it. It felt almost unbelievable that I was sitting there again.It felt like forever.A bitter smile touched my lips.The last time I'd been here, I hadn't exactly walked in through the front door because I'd been running from Gabe's men.“Fucking Gabe,” I muttered...then leaned back against the seat and closed my eyes as memories flashed through my head.Malachi and his men, the countless enemies we'd faced, the endless nights when every fucking day felt like another war. I didn't need to ask Renz how it all ended, I already knew, Men like Malachi and his maniacs didn't exactly have a happy ending. Besides, Renz had already confirmed what mattered, everyone I cared about was safe. That should

Nyx's PovI folded the last of Rynna's clothes and placed them inside the bag, pausing for a moment as I looked around the room.For some reason, I couldn't stop smiling...things were becoming unbelievably good. After everything we'd been through, being back home felt different. Better. Before now, this house had been abandoned with broken walls, fear, shouting, and the kind of chaos that made me wonder for a moment if any of us would ever survive it. I could still remember what it had looked like the day I got separated from Renz, and for a brief second, the memory threatened to pull me back into that terrible day.I pushed it away... refusing to remember that destruction anymore. I didn't want to ruin this moment, not when Renz had worked so hard to put everything back together.The walls had been repaired. The rooms were clean. Even the smallest details had been restored. It no longer looked like the place where so much had been taken from us.It looked like home again... and my b

The words landed heavily, mum quickly stepped in. “Come in. Let's sit and talk.”We moved into the sitting room, I sat beside Renz, my parents sat opposite us, nobody spoke for a moment, then Renz reached for my hand, his fingers slipped between mine, and he rested our joined hands on his knee.Dad's eyes dropped to them, his jaw tightened...he cleared his throat. “So,” he said slowly. “Luis Renz.” Renz met his gaze.“Sir.”“I've heard a lot about you.”“I imagine you have.”Dad's eyebrow lifted. “That wasn't a compliment.”“I didn't take it as one.”I almost sighed.Of course.They had barely exchanged three sentences, and already they were measuring each other. Dad leaned back. “I'll tell you something about myself before we continue.”Renz remained silent. “I failed my daughter.” My eyes lowered, Dad continued. “There were times she needed me and I wasn't there. Times she needed protection, guidance, even a simple conversation, and I failed to give her those things.” His voice beca