Lahat ng Kabanata ng Taming The Devil's Queen : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Jayden I exhaled slowly as my car came to a halt in the cold silence of the garage. My hands remained on the steering wheel, gripping it harder than necessary as I stared out the windshield into nothingness. The soft hum of the engine was the only sound, but it did little to drown out the thoughts spinning in my head.Dad was going to be livid.And honestly, I didn’t give a damn.Let him scream. Let him punch walls and hurl his precious antique glass across the room. I wasn’t going to marry Jessica. Never.I stepped out of the car, the night’s chill immediately wrapping around me like a warning. The sky above was still dark, but streaks of dawn crept over the horizon, casting a cold, blue light on the mansion’s stone walls. My breath left my lips in a ghostly mist as I walked toward the entrance of the estate.I tapped the keypad, fingers numb. The soft beep and mechanical click welcomed me back to the place I was supposed to call home. But this house never felt like one.I exhaled d

AnnaI sat alone at the far end of the hall, watching Anita as she took the stage. Her voice rang out, smooth and poised, as she gave yet another one of her "Mother Teresa" speeches. The kind where she talked about her charity visits to orphanages and motherless babies' homes, handing out donations like confetti. Cameras flashed nonstop, and reporters buzzed around like overexcited bees, desperate to capture the perfect moment.It still amazed me, honestly. How could this be the same Anita I once knew? The same Anita who used to spill blood without so much as blinking was now standing there, soft-hearted, glowing like some saint. I envied her. At least she got the chance to live a normal life, something I could never even dream of.Normal? That word had never belonged to me. I was born broken, and I made my peace with it long ago. Best to stay abnormal. Safer that way.My eyes drifted across the hall. Everyone wore those wide, plastered-on smiles, pretending like they actually cared.

AnnaAnita slowly sat up against the pillows, her hand resting gently on her flat stomach. She looked at me with a sly, knowing smile."Now they're all gone," she said, her voice light but carrying an edge of mischief. "Won't you hug me? I'm sure you're dying to do that but couldn’t because you hate being perceived as weak."I scoffed loudly, crossing my arms. "Delusional much? Who’s dying for a hug? Definitely not me."She grinned wider, a glint of playfulness lighting up her tired face. And then, like the little devil she was, Anita let out a dramatic, exaggerated cough, clutching her chest like she was about to faint again.My heart lurched before my mind could even catch up.I rushed to her side instinctively, grabbing her arms, my voice sharp with panic. "Anita?! Are you..."But she was fine. Perfectly fine. And before I could react, she yanked me into a tight hug."Gotcha," she whispered into my ear, laughing softly.I froze, stiff as a board, my hands awkwardly hovering in the

Anna“Leonard will be attending the upcoming Black Diamond Gala.”Thomas’ message blinked onto my phone screen, and instantly, a slow smirk crept across my face.Finally.The bastard just handed me the opportunity I’d been starving for.I’d spent weeks trying to dig up information on him, only to hit dead ends. Unlike the other clowns who couldn’t help showing off their wealth online, Leonard was a ghost. No personal social media. No paper trail. Nothing. It was maddening.That’s when I pulled in Thomas. He had ties to some of the most dangerous hackers alive, people who could find even the Devil if you asked nicely enough.“Are you sure it’s smart to go after him at such a high-profile event? Security will be tight. I can spare a few of my men if you want back-up.”Another message. Thomas again.I stared at the screen. He had a point. The Black Diamond Gala wasn’t some random corporate gathering. It is an exclusive gathering of the nation’s most powerful businessmen, visionaries, and

Jayden I don't wait. Never have.They always wait for me; assistants, board members, models, women with pretty face and empty brains. But here I am, sitting in my car like some desperate teenager, waiting for a woman who hurled a plate at my head minutes ago?.Unbelievable.I tapped my finger on the steering wheel, jaw tightening. If my old man hadn’t been so damn persistent, I wouldn’t be in this ridiculous situation. I wouldn’t be sitting here, wasting my time and sanity.Just then, my phone buzzed, slicing through my spiraling thoughts.It was a message from Kelvin. “Hey. How’s it going? Just checking if you’re still alive.”I smirked, fingers flying across the screen. “Barely. You free later? I need to hit the boxing ring. Got steam to burn.”Just as I hit send, the passenger door yanked open to reveal Anna.She climbed in without a word, slamming the door shut behind her. She wore furrowed brows and her lips pressed in a tight, blood-red line. The fury from earlier was still the