All Chapters of Taming the Devil: After Divorce, Tangled Up in You: Chapter 301 - Chapter 310

Sebastian woke to the sound of his alarm, feeling as though he hadn't slept at all.He was in an appalling mood. Throughout the night, he'd woken every hour, only to drift back into the same wretched dream.Rosie would be smiling at him, her arms wrapped around another man. Sebastian would scream and struggle, doing everything in his power to reach her. She was supposed to be with him. She belonged by his side!But no matter how desperately he tried, he couldn't get to her.He was trapped inside a glass box, forced to watch as the woman he loved remained in another man's arms. He would pound against the invisible barrier, his voice hoarse from shouting, until he finally woke with a start.And every time, he felt worse than he had an hour earlier."This is bullshit!"Sebastian cursed under his breath as he got ready for work.It was only six in the morning, yet he was already dressed and prepared to leave. In a strange way, he preferred it like this. It reminded him of the days before

Sebastian ended the call and slammed his phone down on the desk.For a moment, he simply stared at the empty surface, his head bowed as he struggled to clear his thoughts and regain control of himself.It was no use.His mind was a battlefield of suspicion, jealousy and fury. His heart seemed to be beating with enough force to crack his ribs, and the violence of his emotions left him feeling as though he could kill someone that very instant.Then his gaze fell upon something at the edge of the desk.The tumbler.Rosie had given it to him that morning. Inside was the banana-and-apple smoothie she'd made especially for him, a small gesture that had become something of a family ritual. It was one of those simple things she prepared for the people she loved.Or so he had thought.A bitter laugh escaped him.“Heh. So you're giving it to another man as well. How disgusting.”He tried to look away, but the tumbler seemed to demand his attention. The sight of it became unbearable, a cruel rem

Sebastian stared at Rosie, his pupils widening until his dark eyes seemed almost feverish. He looked dangerously close to losing control, yet some part of him was still making an effort to rein in his fury.Rosie could see her own reflection in his dilated pupils. The sight was unsettling. It was as though Sebastian’s entire world had narrowed until there was room for no one but her.She couldn't deny that Charles and Sebastian bore a resemblance. The difference lay in the way their obsessions manifested themselves. Sebastian's fixation was directed entirely towards her, but his rage was aimed at the man he believed had betrayed him. Charles, on the other hand, had always made Rosie the target of his cruelty.Sebastian bent down and pressed a light kiss to her forehead before straightening. Then he turned towards the bedroom door, which remained firmly locked and started knocking again. It took Rosie several seconds to recover from the shock of his unexpected tenderness. She turned t

Rosie and Sebastian stood watching the lift descend towards the ground floor, but their expressions couldn't have been more different.Rosie looked utterly defeated. Grief and disappointment weighed heavily upon her face as she stared at the closing doors.Sebastian, on the other hand, looked almost satisfied. The old bitch was finally out of Rosie's life. As far as he was concerned, that was one less threat to the little family he was trying so desperately to protect.Now he simply had to take extra precautions to ensure nothing like this happened again.Perhaps I should restrict her phone access, too. Make certain she can't contact anyone who might be a threat to us.He knew how that sounded. Like a controlling bastard.Perhaps that was exactly what he was becoming.But, to Sebastian, Rosie's and Izzie's safety came first. He didn't want either of them hurt, and he was prepared to do whatever it took to protect them from potential danger.He lowered his head and looked at Rosie, who

Rosie made her way to the kitchen in silence. She slowed her steps as she approached the staircase, knowing she needed a moment to gather herself before facing her daughter.Her cheeks were still burning. She could only imagine how red her face must have been.“God, I can't believe I actually did that...” she murmured, pressing a hand to her cheek.She had never felt such an overwhelming urge to take control of Sebastian, let alone dominate anyone. It was entirely out of character for her. She had always been a modest, rather shy woman, someone who would sooner keep her thoughts to herself than risk provoking another beating.But seeing Sebastian so consumed by anger, refusing to listen to a word she said, had made her realise that she needed to reassure him of her feelings. And she had done so in the boldest way she could possibly imagine.“Well... at least he won't question my loyalty to him any more,” she whispered. Then, after a brief pause, another thought crept into her mind. “B