Todos los capítulos de The Devil's Wedding Ring : Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 120

My immune system had always been fragile, a fact my mother had spent years worrying over. And yet, Sarah was the one who had suggested this."You can take your medicine after we’re done," she called out, as if sensing my thoughts. She wanted to show me she was aware of my health, that she hadn't forgotten and yet, she had pushed for the one thing that would compromise it.Looking back, she had always done this. She’d suggest the very things my mother forbade, pushing me to endanger myself just to prove my loyalty to her.And I, the desperate, stupid clueless girl, had always played along. *“Mom, swimming makes me feel refreshed,”* I’d lied a dozen times. *“Stop complaining, because you know I went with Sarah.”*Why had I traded my well-being for her approval?Tears, hot and sudden, pricked at my eyes. I didn't want her to see them, so I dived deep into the blue.Down in the silence, away from her voice, I let the weight of the water press against me. But suddenly, something shifted. A

"I want to know everything you can tell me," I murmured, my voice intentionally soft and heavy, the perfect imitation of a woman sliding into the depths of exhaustion. Beside me, the mattress dipped under her weight as she sank into the bed. "Did I tell you about... erm... Francis?" she asked. I could feel her eyes drilling into the side of my head, searching for a twitch of a muscle, a flutter of an eyelid, any sign that the name still had power over me.Francis.I hadn't let that name surface in years. He was a ghost I had exorcised long ago, or so I thought. He was the one I had buried deep in the graveyard of my teenage years because the memory of him was a tough piece of glass in my heart. I had a huge crush on him...no, it was more than that. It was that all-consuming, breathless kind of love that only a girl who feels invisible can harbor.But letting him be buried is the only way I can truly tell myself that Jaxson was the only love I've ever known. "I was in love with Franc

He reached out and pulled my seat closer to his, his eyes searching mine with a terrifying intensity. "Are you finally growing up, Valerie? You don't want to be stupid, foolish, and gullible anymore? Is that it? Are you choosing to be the woman I’ll have to crush to the bottom if she tries to kill me?"He put a hand on my thigh, his grip firm."I said, fuck off."He didn't move. Instead, he leaned in and pecked me on the cheek. I felt the heat of his skin and it made my blood boil."I want to see you try," he whispered. "But I’ll tell you this. You’d better give up now before you start something you can't finish. And stop putting Daniel at risk by having him dig around me for you."I smirked, the taste of the wine still on my tongue. "Why? Are you scared I got your man to work for me? Is that the great Cillian Montgomery, feeling a tremor of fear?""Something you're scared of is something you can't face," he countered, his voice dropping. "Do you know what I do when something scares m

I was too shocked by the lingering sensation of his hands on my neck to process the sudden intimacy of being held against his chest. My pulse was still erratic, drumming a frantic rhythm against my ribs."The two of you... LEAVE!" Cillian’s voice thundered through the foyer, echoing off the marble floors. "I won't repeat myself again. Get out before I make you.""Are you afraid of losing to me?" Sterling asked, his voice calm, almost conversational, despite the chaos. He didn't move toward the door. "Why are you trying so hard to keep her from her father’s house, Cillian? Do you think putting on an act like this, this display of primitive dominance, will actually stop her from finding the truth?""I clearly told you to stop feeding ideas into Val's head," Cillian snapped, his grip on me tightening until it was almost painful. "And more importantly, stop trying to take advantage of her. What you're doing right now is trespassing. She's my wife, not yours. Turn around and leave before I

"I’ve been looking all over for you!" Sarah’s voice exploded through the receiver, high-pitched and vibrating with a frantic energy that made my teeth ache. "Where did Cillian take you? Is he threatening you? Is he keeping you somewhere? Val, talk to me. What is wrong with him?"I leaned my head against the dusty floral wallpaper of my parents' bedroom, closing my eyes to steady the rolling waves of nausea and fury. "What happened, Sarah?" I asked."Val...""When I was unconscious. At the estate. What happened?" I pressed, ignoring her deflection. "Is there something I have to know? Is there something I should be aware of regarding Cillian’s sudden change of heart?"The silence that followed was heavy, pregnant with the weight of things unsaid. I could almost hear the gears turning in Sarah’s head as she weighed her options, calculating how much truth she could afford to give me without losing her grip on the narrative. She wasn't worried about my health, she was worried about my whe