The Devil's work

Taylor’s POV My hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly that my knuckles ached as I navigated the street that led either to my destruction or revelation. I fought with everything in me to keep the tears from spilling down my face. It should not have surprised me, and yet I did not know why it was hitting harder now than it had before. At last I reached the house. My phone rang, and I answered, hearing my sister’s low voice. “Are you there yet?” she asked, whispering. The words felt heavier than they should have, but I answered anyway. “Yeah. I am.” I closed my eyes. “Okay. I waited for your arrival. I will go in now,” she said, and then hung up. I was so lost in my thoughts the phone slipped from my hand onto my lap. Slowly my gaze drifted back to the house and I threw my head back, a dull ache forming at my temples. How could this happen to me? When I was little I watched my parents argue every single day and I promised myself I would never live the same life. So

Last Updated : 2025-10-15

A Comeback

3 Years later Taylor GRAND HOTEL I had been there for eleven months. Eleven long months of being invisible. People said internships were meant to be stepping stones, but for me, it felt more like quicksand. I fetched coffee, I rewrote press drafts a dozen times, and I smiled through meetings where no one remembered my name, just “the intern.” No one talked to me unless they needed something. And even then, it was clipped, transactional. I didn't mind. Friends were a luxury I couldn't afford, not anymore. Not after losing almost everything , my marriage, my home… and nearly myself. Everyone thought getting yourself back after a divorce was quick and sudden, but that shit only happened in TV shows and not in reality. It was hard taking yourself back up when your whole life had been controlled by your husband's money. Everything was taken away from me and even if he hadn't asked, I wouldn't keep any of his things in my life. My shift started at 7:30, but I always came in ea

Last Updated : 2025-10-15

The game has just begun

Taylor I woke up to silk sheets and city lights pouring in from a glass wall. This wasn’t my apartment. It wasn’t even close. I sat up quickly, heart pounding, clutching my chest. But then I realized… my clothes were still on. Nothing was out of place. Wiping my dry eyes, I released a sigh and tried to piece together what had happened after Devon came. But my memories were in disarray. I couldn’t remember anything. What had really happened to me? Then I saw it. A note on the bedside table, placed next to a white envelope and a gold-trimmed business card. “You passed out before I could explain. I didn’t touch you. I never would. Where the hell have you been for the past four years?” Beside it was a check for $100,000 and a number scribbled on the back. Collateral damage, huh? Rage boiled over me. What did he think I was again? Was he too stupid to see I was satisfied with my life? For years I had lived peacefully without seeing his face, and now that he had come back, my peac

Last Updated : 2025-10-15

Threat

Devon’s POV I walked into the building like I owned it, because, technically, I could. The cold air, the glinting glass, the hush of money being made… it should’ve felt impressive. But all I felt was her. Taylor. There she stood near the reception, arms crossed, every inch of her professional and poised. Her black suit hugged her frame like armor, and her hair was pulled back so tightly I couldn’t tell if she was angry, anxious, or simply surviving. I stopped for just a second. One second too long. It hit me in the chest, how little she’d changed, and how much it still messed with me. I felt the lingering gaze of her blue eyes send shivers down my spine. I replayed what had happened last night over and over in my mind, the way her hand jerked away the moment I reached for it. That cold, sharp recoil, like I’d touched a live wire. It wasn’t just a refusal. It was a message. She didn’t want me. Not anymore. And no matter how much I tried to convince myself I’d get ba

Last Updated : 2025-10-15

Two months is all you need

Taylor“Who’s the father?”For a second, I thought I’d misheard him. My brain froze, my heart stuttered.“What?” My voice cracked, thin as glass. “What are you talking about?”A smirk curved his lips,lazy, dangerous. Those green eyes, the ones I used to drown in, looked at me like they were dissecting every secret I had ever tried to bury.“Don’t act like you didn’t hear me, Tay.” His tone was sharp, quiet, and lethal. “Who’s the father of the baby you’re carrying?”My breath caught. The air turned heavier, thicker. His gaze darkened with every heartbeat I refused to answer. That darkness, it was the same one I saw the night he smashed a mirror and whispered, “You made me this way”.I forced out a nervous laugh, my voice trembling. “What are you even saying? Do I look pregnant to you? Even if I was, I’d never tell your corpse!”He reached for my hair, fingertips grazing a strand, and I flinched as if burned.“Devon, it’s none of your business. If you’re that stuck in the past, go buy

Last Updated : 2025-10-28

A plan for revenge

TaylorAfter finally leaving his office, I pushed my head back against the door and breathed in deep, shaky breaths. My heart hammered so loudly I felt it in my throat. I couldn't stop replaying his words, “I'll get you soon.”Some part of me knew that wasn't an empty threat. Devon was the kind of man who got what he wanted even if it meant hurting people to do it. Yes, I thought it aloud. There had been times I suspected him of ordering hits. So far, though, it was all just whispers and ugly suspicions.Right now, I had to keep Ashley far away from him. If he wanted me back, dragging Ash into it would only make things worse.A ridiculous thought jerked through my brain: what if he could hear my thoughts?I walked slowly to my desk, one hand pressed against my chest as if to steady the thudding inside. Devon was up to something, and I couldn't prove a thing. Why return after three years? And why was he still with Ivy if he wanted me back?As I reached my office, heads turned. For a

Last Updated : 2025-10-28

All Chapters of My Devil Ex-husband's Obsession : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

The Devil's work

A Comeback

The game has just begun

Threat

Two months is all you need

A plan for revenge