All Chapters of 100 Days To Tame The Devil: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Ethan’s POVI sighed heavily as I finally arrived on Medford Street.The excitement and anticipation twisting inside my stomach felt like barbed wire. For the past few hours, I had tried convincing myself to stay calm, but it was impossible. Someone had claimed to know the truth.The truth.The one thing I had been searching for all these years.I was just about to get out of the car when my phone rang.I glanced at the screen.Uncle Marcus.I picked up.“Hey.”“Are you at home? I’m coming over,” he said.“I’m not home right now, Uncle. Maybe when I return, I’ll hit you up.”“Oh, okay then.”I was about to end the call when I paused.My fingers tightened around the phone.Should I tell him?We all wanted the truth. More than anything.And according to Uncle Marcus, Mr. Wellington had been constantly suspecting him of being involved in Dad’s accident. If this man really knew what had happened that day, then maybe—just maybe—this could finally help us both.“Ethan, are you okay?” Marcus

Maya’s POVIf there was another name for shock, I needed it right now.Because I was in shock.Ethan had just called me a whore.My brain couldn't even form the right thoughts. Everything inside my head had frozen shut, as though someone had suddenly pulled the plug on my ability to think.I-I mean…We were fine yesterday.We went on a date.We laughed. We talked. We were happy.And then there was that…My thoughts stopped.That night.That moment when I had given myself to him.I had trusted him enough to give him my body, my first time, my virginity.And now he had the audacity to look me in the eyes and call me a whore.A whore?Because I had slept with him?Because I had let him take my virginity?Jeez.The realization made my chest ache.Tears burned at the back of my eyes, but I stubbornly refused to let them fall. I bit the inside of my cheek, trying to hold myself together.I didn't want to cry.I didn't want to show him how badly his words had hurt me.And most importantly, I

Maya POVI stirred awake slowly, blinking as I adjusted to my surroundings.For a moment, I simply lay there, trying to remember where I was. Then my gaze drifted toward Vera.She was resting on the couch, her head tilted slightly to one side and her eyes closed. I couldn't tell if she was asleep or merely pretending to be.I was about to get up when my phone suddenly rang.The sharp sound startled Vera awake.Her eyes snapped open, and she immediately turned toward me.I reached for my phone and frowned when I saw the number displayed on the screen.Unknown.I hesitated.Something about the call made the hairs on the back of my neck rise.Still, I answered.“Hello?”“Maya.”The moment I heard the voice, my entire body stiffened.Doris.“How did you get my number?” I demanded.“You don't need to worry about that.” Her voice was annoyingly calm. “Tell me, how are you getting along with your sister?”I scoffed.“I don't know what games you're playing, Doris, but whatever it is you're tr

Maya POVI groaned as I fell onto the bed.Every part of my body ached.I should never have slept on that couch.My back felt like it had been twisted in a dozen different directions, and my neck was stiff from the uncomfortable position. I quickly pulled the blanket over myself and sighed.Madam Linder had fed me so much.Jeez.I still couldn't believe how easily you warmed up to someone you'd met only that same day. I hadn't expected anything from her. If anything, I'd prepared myself for the usual coldness that seemed to follow me everywhere.But she had been different.Warm.Friendly.Almost motherly.Vera really did have nice people.Unlike me.I had no one.The thought made my chest ache.I shut my eyes, refusing to dwell on it.I needed sleep.Just a quick sleep.That was all.I had barely settled into the bed before exhaustion dragged me under, and soon, darkness swallowed me whole.Day 14I woke to the relentless ringing of my phone.The sound pierced through my sleep, forcin

Vera POV I stared at the clown sitting in front of me. She struggled desperately against the ropes, twisting and wriggling in the chair as she tried to free herself. But whoever had tied her up had done a damn good job. There was no way she was getting out of that chair on her own. “Let me out of here!” she yelled. Madam Linder stepped closer and studied her for a moment. “Is this the Ember?” she asked. “Yes. That’s the stupid girl.” Just this morning, Doris had told Rita about adopting someone new—a girl named Ember. I honestly didn’t understand why she kept telling everyone about her plans. But then again, the mother I knew had never been capable of keeping her mouth shut when she was excited about something. Once she got started talking, there was no stopping her. And this time, her endless talking was actually helping us. First, I had to search almost the entire Oakhaven just to figure out where Ember worked. Then, with a little help from Madam Linder’s men, we