All Chapters of The Ex-Wife's Deal with the Devil: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

How did it end up like this?Was it the wine? The small talks we had as a way to fill the silence between us?Or the way his voice dropped lower with every word he speaks, threading through the air until it wrapped around me like silk?After a few minutes, my mind had finally registered what was actually happening, but by that point, it was already too late.Arlo’s hands were latched firmly onto my wrists as if to anchor them both, pinning them above my head and against the wall.I can tell that I was blushing fiercely by the way he smirked after seeing my face, so I averted my gaze.“Look at me, Kerri.”I did.This was the first time he addressed me by my name, and it sounded so... alluring.“Tell me...” He studied me, quiet for a moment.“Tell you what?” My voice sounded upset, but he just smiled at the sound of my voice cracking by the end of the sentence, giving away the fact that I was just forcing myself to sound so tough.“That you want this...” “No,” I lied.His smirk grew w

“So, you love me, huh?”Half-teasing and fully annoying, Arlo hovered around me as I made my way across the corridor after running out of the room.His heavy aura felt like every corner we turned to was submerged with darkness and I could see from the corner of my eyes that the maids were deliberately scurrying away to hide when they heard his distinct footsteps. “I said those words for your grandfather’s sake.” I hissed, turning my head to the other direction whenever he tries to get a glimpse of my face.I still could not muster enough courage to look at him after what happened last night.“Why are you blushing?” I heard him say, and I immediately stopped, turned to face him, and huffed.“Stop this.” There was no change in his expression, still grinning, still teasing.“You signed a contract, darling. There is no stopping this...” His arms were crossed and his head tilted.I was upset.Upset at myself because I thought he would be touched by my words, but instead, it looked like h

Arlo led me through a hall lined with glittering crystals, momentarily leaving Liam’s sight, which gave me room to breathe and recompose myself.But I have other things to worry about than my ex-husband.My anxiety rose as we neared the end of the hallway where I could hear voices – they were reporters. Not the rowdy, non-stop screaming type I have always encountered, but the high luster reporters, people with class and exuding charisma to get the answer they want from the celebrities.We arrived at another richly decorated hall and I could feel the shift in the air as soon as they laid eyes on Arlo, then came their disgust when they saw me standing next to him as if I didn’t belong there.“Mr. Frantz! It is so nice to see you here.”Almost immediately, he was surrounded by reporters and elites. I felt their attempt to separate me from him so they could push me to the side, but Arlo’s grip around my waist remained firm, and we were both in the spotlight with dozens of eyes watching us

After being fed up with Liam’s presence, I hurriedly turned around to walk back inside.But the moment I opened the door, I almost bumped into Arlo, who was standing there like a statue. His gaze was past me and landed on Liam who was leaning comfortably against the balcony railings.My pulse quickened as if I had just been caught cheating on my current husband with my ex-husband. The situation suggests it; a dark balcony, a tension in the air, and it is just the two of us. “Arlo, I—” I began, but my panicked state instantly vanished when I saw how effortlessly composed he was. His head didn’t move, but his gaze landed down on me, specifically on the ruined dress I was wearing stained with red.For a brief moment, I saw a flicker of concern in his eyes, so I thought he would rush over, lend me his coat, or ask ‘are you alright?’ or ‘what happened to you?’ – something a decent person would do if they saw their spouse drenched and freezing.Instead, he said, “Let’s go,” then walked aw

So this is what Loretta meant when she asked me to die.I need to die and be reborn anew.My body screamed for hours of rehearsing.My voice was trembling and my throat was hurting so much, but I still could not get what Loretta wanted. She makes me repeat the same line again and again.“How could you do this to me?!” I screamed as if I was being chased by a killer, while Loretta circled around me like a predator.At first, I tried saying it with a low voice, then with a frantic composure, then with a horribly disheveled tone. I was trying to see what she wanted me to do, but she kept saying the same one line back at me.“Again,” she said.I pursed my lips and recomposed myself, preparing to say the words.“How… how could you do this to me?!” This time, I made my voice waver and croak. I was supposed to sound broken and angry at the world and I believe I was doing a fairly good job at presenting it, but no matter how hard I tried, Loretta did not seem satisfied with what I was doing.