บททั้งหมดของ THE DEVIL'S MISTRESS: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Nyx’s POVThe park was buzzing with laughter, balloons tugging against strings, and the sweet smell of roasted corn hanging in the air. Camila had just thrown her cap high into the air hours ago, and now here we were—her, Mom, Dad, me, and Rynna—celebrating like a perfect little family. For a moment, it almost felt real. Almost.I excused myself to grab the cake from the car, It couldn’t have been more than five minutes. But when I returned, the picture had shifted. Camila was on the phone a little distance away. Mom and Dad were busy setting up the food.But Rynna—my heart seized— she wasn’t there.“Where’s Rynna?” My voice came out sharp, higher than I meant.Mom straightened, blinking. “Wasn’t she with you?”Dad frowned, scanning the crowd. “We thought she followed you, Nyx.”The ground tilted beneath me. I didn’t wait to hear another word—I bolted. My eyes swept through strangers’ faces, my chest tight. My voice tore through the noise of the park. “Rynna! Rynna!”People turned,

We walked in, the heavy doors closing behind us, and the room instantly tightened around me. A square table stretched out in the middle, crowded with delicacies I could hardly name. Renz guided me forward, his hand brushing mine under the tablecloth before he cleared his throat.“This is my fiancee,” he said, gesturing toward me. His tone was steady, almost too steady. Then he turned to them. “And these are my parents.”The word parents made my chest tighten.I leaned forward, forcing a polite smile. “I’m Celina Nyx Gomes. It’s really nice to meet you, ma’am.”His mother took my hand gently, wrapping it in both of hers. Her touch was warm, soft, and a little shaky. “It’s lovely to meet you, dear,” she said with a kind smile.His father only gave a curt nod.The silence dragged on, heavy and awkward, until his mother finally broke it. "Come, let’s eat before the food gets cold."So we all started eating, forks scraping plates louder than they should have. I barely tasted anything. Then

Marco's PovJust so you know, Renz wasn’t only my boss. He was my brother—the only family I had left in this messed-up world. His birthday wasn’t just a date on the calendar—it was a promise. A reminder that no matter what, I’d stand by him. The first time I met him was on his birthday, years ago. I was a wreck then—trapped in the streets, hunted by gamblers who wanted my life over debts I couldn’t pay. Then he showed up out of nowhere. He didn’t just save my life—he gave me a place at his side. From that night on, I swore I’d never leave him.The week had been rough—endless meetings with partners and investors, plus Renz planning an expansion in Mexico. He trusted me to run Basque, our headquarters, and I handled it without a word of complaint. But Thursday? That morning, I handed the keys to Thomas, one of my most loyal men. Nothing, not even the weight of the club, would make me miss my brother’s night. By noon, I was in Renz’s suite, watching him frown at the mountain of clothe

The moment we stepped into his room, Renz’s phone rang. He muttered a curse under his breath before answering. While he stepped aside, I slipped out to fetch the gift I’d hidden earlier. Camila was gone—probably by the shore—so I grabbed the two boxes and hurried back before he finished his call.He hung up just as I closed the door. His eyes went straight to my hands, and that sly smirk of his curved his lips. “It’s about time you showed your face at the party,” I teased.He tilted his head, moving toward me with that slow, confident stride. “And if I say no?”Before I could react, he slid behind me, arms locking around my waist, his breath brushing my ear.“Renz…” I whispered, fighting the shiver that rushed down my spine.“You know I hate those parties,” he murmured, tightening his grip.I forced a laugh, slipping free. “Too bad. You’re the man of the night—you don’t get to hide.”His smirk deepened, but I used the chance to press the boxes into his hands.“Happy birthday, Renz,”

I didn’t bother with small talk.I looked at Nyx, then at Leonard, and spoke straight. “This is my brother,” I said, placing a hand on Leonard’s shoulder. Then I turned back to Nyx, my voice steady. “And this… is my fiancée.” For a second, it felt like the whole noise stopped. Nyx’s eyes went wide, shock written all over her face. “Renz… can we talk?” I patted Nyx’s hand once, then stepped aside with him. The moment we were out of earshot, Leonard’s tone turned sharp. “You didn’t get my message? Renz, what the hell are you doing?” I smirked. “Relax brother. Everything you think is wrong. Leonard narrowed his eyes, clearly not buying it. "Nyx isn’t who you think she is. And about the rumor—you can forget it. Ricardo, the mastermind, is dead. Gone. Anyone chasing vengeance will have to come through me first." He stared at me, searching for cracks in my words. I gave him none. “I’m serious,” I told him. “I wouldn’t take chances, not after striking my enemies. “I’ve got everyth