All Chapters of Taming the Devil: After Divorce, Tangled Up in You: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Chapter 11 : You think I’m not as good as my brother, right?

Sebastian had not anticipated embarrassment to be the dominant emotion of his morning.He had intended—quite deliberately—to behave as though nothing of consequence had occurred, to carry himself with the same composure he maintained in every other aspect of his life. Whatever had happened the night before could be dismissed, controlled, forgotten.Instead, the situation had unravelled into something far less dignified.By the time he emerged from his room, dressed in a pair of dark sweatpants and little else, his expression had settled into one of strained neutrality.Rosie was already waiting.The faint flush lingering across her cheeks betrayed her composure, though she did her best to remain composed.Sebastian took his seat at the dining table, his gaze falling upon the bowl placed neatly before him.“This is for me?”Rosie nodded, her voice quieter than usual. “I heard… some commotion earlier, so I prepared chicken noodle soup. It helps with a hangover. I added a little spice—it

Chapter 12 : I want obedience,

Sebastian was not merely in a poor mood.He was, quite decidedly, in a temper.It manifested itself the moment he left the penthouse, sharp and unrestrained, leaving an unfortunate trail in its wake. The receptionist received a clipped reprimand, the security guard an even colder one, and by the time he reached the underground parking, the entire staff had been made acutely aware of his displeasure.“No one,” he said with quiet finality, “is to be granted access to floors twenty or twenty-one unless expressly authorised by me. That includes acquaintances, guests, and whatever else people presume themselves to be.”There was no room for misinterpretation.There rarely was.Satisfied—if only marginally—he left without waiting for acknowledgment.Driving, however, proved less effective.The city passed in a blur of glass and steel, but the agitation remained, clinging stubbornly to him no matter how far he went.Rosie.The name alone was enough to tighten his jaw.It was not merely what

Chapter 13 : Your body is more beautiful than I thought,

The door slammed open with enough force to echo through the apartment."Sister-in-law, where are you?"Sebastian looked around his apartment. Everything had been cleaned, probably by Rosie, because this level of cleaning wasn’t done by a professional. Even the small seats and couch pillows had been arranged in a more… womanly manner.But the woman was nowhere to be seen."Where is she?"Sebastian looked around to no avail. He looked at the stair leading to Rosie’s apartment on the lower floor.Sebastian decided to go down, checking whether Rosie was in her apartment. Once he went down, he continued looking around until he heard the bedroom door click open, and Rosie walked out only wearing a towel that covered her body from chest to thighs.Sebastian continued looking around until he heard the bedroom door click open, and Rosie walked out only wearing a towel that covered her body from chest to thighs."Wow…""AH—!"Rosie was shocked when she saw Sebastian standing in front of her. Sh

Chapter 14 : Let’s do this more often, sister-in-law.

Rosie realized that Sebastian's sucking longer as he moved from one spot to another after making each mark, and she started panicking; "Ahh! Sebastian, d—don't suck for too long!" Rosie protested. "I—It'll take a long time to fade…."Sebastian stopped sucking, and his hawk eyes looked up at Rosie, "And?"Rosie was speechless upon hearing his light response, "You… you’re unbelievable…."Sebastian raised his brow, finding Rosie's distress to be quite funny."What are you worried about? You're in the process of separating from my brother, and you're not taken by another man right now, do you?""I—""Exactly," Sebastian grinned in satisfaction. "Nobody will be mad if I give you a lot of deep kiss marks. And I'm free to do whatever, including this—"Sebastian separated the two mountains of tits in front of him. He stuck his tongue out and then licked the cleavage— the inner part of Rosie's chest."Ah… uhhhh!" Rosie moaned sweetly. She felt a jolt of electricity around her body as Sebastian

Chapter 15 : You… want me to feed you?

After her bath, Rosie stood before the mirror, gently patting her skin dry before lifting her gaze to examine the marks scattered across her neck and shoulders.They were unmistakable.Too vivid to ignore.And, given the nature of her skin, far too stubborn to fade quickly.A soft sigh escaped her.She reached for her makeup, already calculating how much concealer would be required to dull the colour, though she knew it would never fully disappear.“What on earth is wrong with him…?” she muttered under her breath.The memory replayed itself, unwelcome and persistent.He had been furious that morning—cold, accusatory, sharp in a way that had left her shaken.And yet, only hours later, he had returned as though nothing had happened, his temper replaced by something far more unpredictable.More dangerous.“I truly cannot understand that man,” she murmured, pressing her lips together as though that might steady her thoughts.Dressed now in a simple shirt and jeans, Rosie made her way upst

Chapter 16 : Why are you eating like some delicate little princess?

Sebastian ate slowly at first, as though assessing rather than merely consuming, his gaze fixed upon Rosie even as he tasted each bite.Rosie stood where she was, hands lightly clasped, her posture betraying the tension she could not conceal. She watched him swallow, her throat tightening in anticipation.“Well…?” she ventured at last, her voice tentative. “Is it—acceptable?”…Sebastian did not answer.Instead, he reached for his utensils once more and continued eating in silence.“S–Sebastian?”…“Sebastian?”…“Sebastian—”“Silence, sister-in-law,” he said coolly, though without looking up. “One ought not speak while eating.”The rebuke was mild in tone, yet firm enough to halt her entirely.A moment later, however, he glanced at her—still standing there, uncertain, as though awaiting judgment.“Sit,” he added. “And where is your plate? Do you expect me to finish all of this alone?”Rosie hesitated.“I… I can eat after you’re finished—”“Nonsense.”This time, he did look at her, ir

Chapter 17 : To make me feel guilty… no matter what I did.

Sebastian adjusted his cuff as he stepped out of his room, his movements precise, composed.His gaze swept across the space——and halted.The dining table remained uncleared.The plate still sat where he had left it.His expression darkened slightly.“Where is she…?”The question was quiet at first.Then—“Sister-in-law?”…“Rosie?”…“Rosie.”His voice sharpened, cutting cleanly through the apartment.At last, there was movement.“Y–Yes!”The bathroom door opened, and Rosie emerged in haste, her steps uneven as she made her way towards him.Sebastian’s gaze lingered.Her face was pale—far too pale.Her hair slightly damp.Her expression… strained.He noticed.Of course he did.But he said nothing.Not yet.Instead, he turned his attention elsewhere.“I have a meeting this evening,” he said, his tone returning to business. “It will run late.”Rosie nodded quickly, standing a careful distance from him.“I want the fridge restocked,” he continued. “Use Fortnum & Mason, or Harrods Food H

Chapter 18 : I would be delighted.

“Desiree?”“The very same,” she replied, a knowing smile playing at the corners of her lips.Her gaze drifted towards Rosie’s trolley, assessing its contents with quiet efficiency.“Shopping for Mr Sterling, I assume?”Rosie nodded. “I was told to restock his fridge.”Desiree’s brows lifted slightly.“In that case,” she said, almost apologetically, “you may wish to begin again.”Rosie blinked. “I beg your pardon?”“Most of what you’ve chosen,” Desiree continued, gesturing lightly towards the trolley, “he will not eat.”“…What?”“He is,” Desiree said, with measured emphasis, “exceptionally particular.”Rosie stared at her, momentarily at a loss.That did not align with the boy she remembered.Sebastian had once eaten everything she placed before him—vegetables included, and without complaint, which in itself had been something of a miracle.“You didn’t know?” Desiree asked, now genuinely surprised.Rosie shook her head slowly.Desiree let out a soft breath, something between resignatio

Chapter 19 : You have told him you’re married, I assume?

Rosie, Izzie, and Desiree arrived at The Grey Hut just as the early evening crowd began to gather.Though they had made no reservation, fortune—or rather familiarity—was on their side.“Rosie!”Desmond appeared almost at once, his face lighting with unmistakable warmth as he approached. He clasped her hand with easy familiarity before turning to the small figure beside her.“And little Izzie—good heavens, you’ve grown.”“Good evening, Mr Desmond!” Izzie beamed, stepping forward eagerly as he bent to give her a brief, affectionate hug.Rosie offered a polite smile.Desmond straightened, his attention returning to her with a touch too much intent.He opened his arms——but Rosie, with quiet precision, slipped past the gesture and took her seat instead.It was subtle.Effortless.And unmistakably deliberate.Desmond faltered for only a fraction of a second before recovering, his charm settling neatly back into place.“Right, then,” he said lightly, placing menus before them. “Take your ti

Chapter 20 : I would advise you to stop right there, child.

Dinner passed in relative quiet, broken only by the occasional soft remark and Izzie’s cheerful commentary.It was only when dessert arrived—when the child was thoroughly occupied with her sweets—that the conversation resumed in hushed tones.Desiree leaned slightly forward, her voice low.“Earlier—you mentioned your daughter’s reaction. The word aunt unsettled her.”Rosie’s expression shifted, the lightness from moments before fading.“Yes,” she said quietly. “It does.”A brief pause.Then—“The Sterling family is… extensive,” she continued. “Branches upon branches. Relations who hover close, hoping to remain in favour.”Her tone remained composed, though there was no disguising the weight beneath it.“They are treated well—until they are not.”Desiree listened, her attention sharpened.“When Isabella was born, she became Regina’s favourite grandchild,” Rosie said. “It did not go unnoticed.”Jealousy.The word went unspoken, but lingered all the same.“There was one in particular,” sh

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