All Chapters of Scarring His Lover Is Just the First Step: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

I recalled how Caleb had said, "You've been so good to me, Quinn. I, Caleb Larson, swear on my life that I'll be your faithful knight for the rest of our lives." Caleb lied. Frowning, I threw my phone out of the window without hesitation. It crashed into the tarmac, screen cracking. Fractures appeared in our wedding photo. "I'm tired, Jason. Drive me home." The mansion was abnormally silent when I got home. I was about to go upstairs when I suddenly noticed that the lights were on in the bathroom, and I could hear the sound of pouring water. Had Caleb come home? My heart skipped a beat. I hadn't prepared myself mentally to see him again. As I hesitated, I heard humming from the bathroom. It was a woman. Who was it? My heart sank into my stomach. Padding over to the door, I grabbed the baseball bat I kept in the corner and snuck upstairs, leaning against the bannister as I went. I knelt by the door and waited for the intruder to come out. When the door opened, I watched

After pressing a kiss onto the top of Selene's head, Caleb continued glaring into my eyes. "You can't stand her, Quinn? Then I will." He stopped looking at me. Caleb bent down and gathered Selene into his arms. Then, he brushed past me to leave our house. The door slammed, the sound echoing through the empty mansion. Caleb did not come back until the day he published his official statement on breaking ties with the Stewart gang. The Stewarts used to rule Ashville. However, as different national powers came to light, the Stewarts had started shifting their focus to their overseas businesses. Caleb took advantage of the Stewarts' power and utilized his own ruthlessness to make a name for himself. It was only a matter of time before they received notice of his departure from the Stewarts. I sipped my tea, not offering a reaction. Jason continued ranting angrily about Caleb. Shortly after moving out, Caleb brought Selene to many exclusive events that he'd only have been a

A ruthless, cold heiress to a gang – Quinn Stewart. Looking at the embracing couple on the floor, I snorted. "Selene, you're calling me a mistress and asking me to have mercy on you guys?" I stomped on Caleb's hand, driving my foot down. His face twisted. "Alright, fine." Selene gleefully met my smiling eyes. "You've agreed? Then…" "Yeah, I've agreed. I'll back out of this game you guys are playing. I'm giving up on Caleb, and I acknowledge Caleb and Selene's legal relationship. However…" I smirked cruelly. "Now, I'm going to settle the score with that traitor, Caleb." I shot Jason a glance. He hauled Caleb off the floor and made him meet my eyes. "What else are you going to do, Quinn?" Caleb seemed a little scared. He was screaming helplessly. "Not much. Just a little game. Us Stewarts have a standard practice to deal with traitors," I replied with a slight smile. Quentin handed me a revolver. I flipped open the cylinder, revealing the single bullet inside.

"You said you loved me with your life. I believe you." Caleb opened his mouth, about to speak, or explain himself. Perhaps he was going to start cursing. However, I didn't give him the chance. With a sudden surge of strength, I stabbed his chest. This time, the blade didn't miss its mark. A few days later, two neighboring headstones appeared in a graveyard in the countryside. I walked over, clothed head to toe in black. Wind whistled, rustling the leaves. It sounded oddly like whimpers. Standing before the two headstones, I felt nothing but calm. Just as I was lost in thought, a flash caught my eye. With startling speed, a knife came slashing toward me. I widened my eyes. It was too quick for me to react. Just as the knife was about to plunge into me, a figure leapt out of the shadows. A Damascus dagger batted away the attack. My attacker stumbled. I was yanked behind my protector. It was Quentin. He said lowly, "I knew that I must've missed out on a few people, no