All Chapters of HATE OR LOVE: Devils In Obsession : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Flavian.Today is the day I will forever loathe.My driver pulled over at the graveyard gates. I fixed my tie, grabbed my cane, ready to hop out of the limousine and join the others in the yard. I was deliberately late.When I spotted another car, a familiar car speeding forth, I exhaled a sigh. I see, so Eve was late too.When it seemed like the car was going to ram into mine, a tyres screeched as the car was pulled to an abrupt stop behind mine. When the door to the driver seat was pushed open she alighted, clad in a fashionable black button-down ankle-length sleeveless gown paired with heavy boot heels. Her hair wasn’t dyed but styled in a sleek braided bun. I wanted to tell her that the fine gray strands added more color and life to her hair more than the dyes she uses. It made her a unique spectacular.“I’m sorry for your loss, Uncle,” she uttered as she sized me up momentarily before throwing on her sun shades and strutting past me, leaving behind her intoxicating citrus scent

Eve.The truth is... There was no wedding... There is no wedding, at least not on the date on the invitation card I issued out to the elites of the high class society.Percy and I already signed the marriage papers the following week after our official engagement... The marriage contract was signed in the presence of my brothers and sisters at the mad house, my witnesses.Yes, the invitation I was passing around was no more than a formal ceremony for people to recognize me and Percy as a couple, to acknowledge our union, and if I really wanted to ruin this actual wedding ceremony I would have given Flavian an original invitation instead of the fake.Percy did things too... He isolated himself in the estate till the due date of the official wedding ceremony, which was today... but according to the fake invite I handed out, the wedding should be in four days... I'd like to see Flavian try to stop me, I know he'd succeed... Maybe some other time, this one means a lot to me... I can. Not.

Eve. The French doors parted for us, me and dad, I had my arm hooked around his bicep as we strolled down the aisle on the garden in gentle steps. There was only a limit to his energy to move on his feet. He managed to walk me halfway though before he retired to using the wheelchair his bodyguard strolled in.I made my way to Percy and the priest, ignoring the gazes of the little crowd present, they were probably glaring daggers at me for taking time.Sydney and Alan weren't present and I'm glad that they're not because the chances of Eric starting a ruckus was high, Yes, I finally released Eric two weeks ago and he's all healed and bold again."Make this quick priest" I side-eyed the priest, Isaac.After all the vows and rituals, Percy and I kissed, a kiss that shouldn't have happened, but what will the EC believe if intimacy is not involved?Princess Sigrid was the first to hug me, whispering sweet words that faded the second she left me, the Duke and I shook hands afterwards.The

⚠️ Content Warning: This chapter contains graphic violence. Reader discretion advised.Eve.Fear embraced me as I fell into his arms and he grinned, nefariously."Nice try, maybe next time when you have my permission hmm""I need permission to die?""You need permission to do every fucking thing princess, and I didn't give you permission to marry the prince"I winced as his arms tightened around my legs, looking at him was hard, too hard "Flavian put me down!""Sure" he released his arms without warning and let me fall, I fell flat and hard on the floor only to have a gun forced into my mouth as I gasped for air."On your fucking knees princess."He grabbed my hair from behind, tugging me until I was on my knees for him, the gun never left my mouth and I wasn't sure it was still loaded."Make good use of your god-given hands before I have them amputated. Hands on the trouser."My eyes twitched in fury while my hands undid his belt, I flung it to the side when I could have just used it

Eve."Eve? What do we do to this vixen"Keaton's voice comes alive."I... don't want to do anything to her, daddy..." A voice, my voice, responded."Eve! Pay close attention. Look at me"I didn't want to, but I did, I saw the coldness in his eyes and I knew that was what I should mimic, but I didn't know how."When someone offends or attempts to murder one of our own... the death penalty is the only penalty for such a crime, I told you haven't I?""...but she doesn't need to die"My voice faded out in a breeze as Keaton marched towards me."Se-send he-eer to-oo the mad h-ous... She can be punished, father" I stuttered, bowing sheepishly to avoid eye contact with him, with her..."I promise I wouldn't do it again!""Eve, if you want to be respected in this empire, your actions will have to do the talking" Keaton's voice overlapped hers, echoed in my head while he pushed a knife into my hand. "You know what to do"I don't... I never wanted to know."Dad please... don't make me do this..