All Chapters of Taming the Devil: After Divorce, Tangled Up in You: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

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Chapter 100 : ARE YOU A BLOODY IDIOT?!

Sebastian arrived at the office around six o’clock, when dusk had already settled outside and Desiree was preparing to leave for the day.She was surprised when the VIP lift opened and revealed the tall figure standing inside.“Oh, Mr Edward Sterling. I thought you weren’t coming into the office today.”Sebastian stepped out of the lift and walked past her.“Follow me to my office, Desiree. There’s something I want to ask you.”Desiree quickly ran through the day’s work in her mind. Every report had been completed properly, so whatever this was, it could not be related to business.She followed her boss into his office and stood near the door while he sat down on the sofa.He looked troubled.Desiree waited patiently for him to speak.One minute passed.Then another.The silence dragged on until she finally gave up waiting.“Sir, if you don’t have anything to ask, I’ll head home. Please excuse me—”“I do have something to ask,” Sebastian interrupted. “I’m just not sure how to ask about

Chapter 101 : I need to get home. She’s waiting for me…

Sebastian got no answers from Desiree, much to his frustration. He wanted to smash something else to vent his anger, but he knew it would not solve anything.In fact, no matter how many things he destroyed in the office, he did not think it would be enough. There was a constant itch in his chest.He was desperate to learn the truth as quickly as possible, even if it meant hurting a few people along the way.“But Desiree is off-limits. She’s surprisingly stubborn when it comes to keeping a secret,” Sebastian muttered. “Should I… force Rosie to tell me the truth instead?”He immediately shook his head.“No, I can’t do that. I don’t want to see her cry.”“Then what am I supposed to do? Pretend to be some perfect gentleman in front of her? I’ve never done that before, damn it!”Sebastian spent the evening in his office battling his own demons.Deep down, he already knew the answer. If he wanted Rosie to open up to him, he would have to treat her with genuine care. He would have to be gent

Chapter 102 : Why won’t you say it?

An hour later, the front door finally opened.Rosie looked up and saw Sebastian dragging his suit jacket behind him while tossing his briefcase carelessly across the room. He looked tipsy, with two buttons of his shirt undone and dark stains of wine and beer splashed across the fabric.“Ah—”Rosie rose from the sofa and hurried over. She picked up the briefcase and suit jacket that Sebastian had thrown aside.Sebastian watched her quietly.He was not drunk enough to lose control of himself, but he still had to suppress the urge to pull her into his arms and kiss her.Rosie stopped in front of him, took hold of his wrist, and guided him towards the sofa.“Honestly, you’ve come home half-drunk. What would have happened if you'd fallen asleep while driving? You should have called me so I could come and collect you. Besides, you ought to drink responsibly when it isn't the weekend. You still have work tomorrow morning.”Rosie began chiding him out of genuine concern.After settling the ov

Chapter 103 : You’ve been my nightmare and my daydream for so long, Rosie. I want you to know that you were my first love...

[Warning: Trauma content.]“Why won’t you tell me what’s worrying you? Am I really not someone you can trust?” Sebastian asked, his voice unusually soft.The gentleness startled Rosie.Words like that should never have sounded so strange coming from him, yet they did.There was a tenderness in his tone that she had never heard before, and somehow that frightened her more than his anger ever could.The warmth radiating from his body seeped into her cold, fragile frame.It was comforting.Far too comforting.And that terrified her.Because a small part of her feared she might become addicted to it.“S–Sebastian, let go of me first...” she whispered, struggling weakly against his arms.“I don't want to.”His answer came without hesitation.“I know you'll run away again the moment I let go.”The warmth in his voice only made her more uneasy.Rosie had spent so many years being treated harshly that kindness felt unfamiliar.Suspicious.Dangerous.When a man treated her gently, she instinct

Chapter 104 : But what choice do I have?

Rosie slammed the bedroom door shut and immediately turned the lock.Click.The small sound should have reassured her.It didn't.Her entire body continued trembling uncontrollably. Her heartbeat pounded so violently that it hurt. Even with the door locked, she couldn't shake the feeling that Charles would somehow break in.That he would appear without warning. That he would hurt her.Panic drove her further into the room.She hurried into the bathroom and locked that door as well.Only then did she retreat into a corner.Her arms wrapped tightly around herself as she stared at the door.Waiting. Watching. Ready to scream the moment it opened.Several minutes passed.Then more.The silence remained undisturbed.No footsteps. No angry voice. No pounding on the door.No Charles.Gradually, the fog clouding her thoughts began to lift.Rosie blinked.Her breathing steadied little by little.“I...” Her voice came out as a whisper. “What am I doing?”The question sounded absurd now that the

Chapter 105 : Fuck. I haven’t the faintest idea how to comfort someone.

“No—DON'T—Rosie!”Sebastian lurched upright in bed, the shout tearing from his throat before he was fully awake.For a moment, he could only stare at the ceiling.His breathing was uneven, his heart hammering against his ribs.The remnants of the nightmare clung to him with unsettling clarity.In the dream, he had been trapped inside a cage.Powerless.Helpless.Forced to watch as Charles dragged Rosie away by her hair.She had struggled desperately, clawing at the floor, reaching towards him.Calling his name.Screaming for him.And no matter how hard he fought, he couldn't break free.Couldn't reach her.Couldn't save her.The image was so vivid that, even now, Sebastian half expected to hear her cries echoing through the penthouse.Slowly, reality settled around him.It had only been a dream.A nightmare.Nothing more.He dragged a hand over his face and let out a long breath.Then his gaze fell to his wrist.The dark bite mark remained exactly where Rosie had left it the previous

Chapter 106 : Sir, trauma doesn’t always follow logic.

Desiree had absolutely no expectation that her boss would be treating her this civilly.Only yesterday, she had practically exploded at him—calling him unworthy of knowing what Rosie had endured and, in a moment of pure fury, calling him a bastard to his face.Not that she regretted it.What I said was true, and I stand by every word of it.Money was nice, of course.In fact, the salary Sebastian paid her was far beyond what she would earn if she returned to modelling, let alone accepted a secretarial position elsewhere.Still, she wasn’t entirely dependent on him.I’ve saved enough over the years, she thought. I could start my own business if I wanted to.A small smile tugged at her lips.Maybe I could bring my homegirl with me. She could work for me instead of suffering under that heartless bastard.The idea alone was oddly comforting.By the time she reached the CEO’s office, she felt remarkably calm.Her fate was probably already decided.If Sebastian wanted to dismiss her, there

Chapter 107 : Just to make him jealous.

Rosie had been sitting in her car for hours.She had no intention of going anywhere near Sebastian’s office.For the entire morning, she had remained parked in the same spot, staring blankly through the windscreen while trying to convince herself that avoiding him was a perfectly reasonable solution.It wasn’t.And she knew it.But every time she thought about seeing him again, her stomach twisted into knots.She was terrified of what might happen.Her mind kept supplying worst-case scenarios, one after another.What if Sebastian was furious about last night?What if he called her a crazy bitch?What if he told her to leave his apartment immediately?Rosie wrapped her arms around herself."I haven’t managed to save any money yet..." she murmured. "How am I supposed to look after Izzie without going back to Charles?"The thought alone made her feel sick.She pressed her forehead against the steering wheel."Maybe I should take something from Sebastian’s flat," she muttered. "Or use his

Chapter 108 : Please just let me stay with Izzie until I’ve saved enough money to leave London—

Rosie was utterly confused.One moment Sebastian had been furious, and the next he was kneeling before her like some medieval knight swearing fealty to his queen.“S-Sebastian?” she called again.As though responding to a command, Sebastian lifted his head. His gaze travelled upwards until it met hers.It was the first time he had looked up at Rosie since they had reunited.Usually, Sebastian looked down on her—literally and figuratively—using his height, his wealth, and his sharp tongue to intimidate her until she was frightened enough to cry.But from this position, something felt different.For a fleeting moment, he felt as though he were looking at his Big Sis Rosie again.Just like before.Back then, she had been the one guiding him through the darkest moments of his childhood.Whenever he caught his father cheating yet again.Whenever his mother screamed herself hoarse because she could no longer endure the wreckage of her marriage.When he was only seven years old, Rosie would

Chapter 109 : And don't even think about taking your shirt off.

Here's the enhanced version in a British contemporary romance style, preserving the plot and character dynamics while deepening the emotional nuance and maintaining a traditionally published feel.WritingChapter 60 (Part 1/5)“So, Sebastian, I-I’m ready…”Rosie’s voice trembled.Despite everything that had happened, she still believed he expected something from her. Some form of payment. Some way for her to make amends for hurting him the night before.Sebastian closed his eyes briefly.Then he shook his head and rested his forehead against her stomach once more.“You don’t need to do that, Rosie,” he said quietly. “You’re forgiven.”The words felt painfully inadequate.I should be the one asking for forgiveness.The guilt sat heavily in his chest.For years, he had convinced himself that he was justified. That everything he had done was deserved.Now, looking at her, he wasn't so sure.He had spent so long wanting revenge that he had never stopped to consider what she had already en

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