202. Devin found himself standing in the middle of a field. The ground was cracked, and it had blackened like it had been burned all over. He looked up at the sky above him only to realise that it wasn’t a sky at all but a mess of blood red clouds and lightning at every part. He frowned, not remembering getting to this place. “Where the fuck am I?” He suddenly heard a loud, guttural sound and the ground shook with it. Devin’s body was at alert instantly, ready to face whatever it was that brought him here. That was when he caught sight of it. Just from the distance, he could see a figure crawling towards him. It was shaped like a man but not quite one, its skin was dark green and it glowed in strange way. It has black veins all over, and its face had no eyes, only a gaping mouth full of jagged teeth. He stood, shocked. It was unlike anything he had ever seen. Then the demon opened its mouth and started to laugh. Devin spat on the ground. [Being identified. Demon. Rank: Me

204. The ballroom was glowing with pretty lights, and the crystal chandeliers looked like they were dripping gold across the wide floor. Music floated through the air, slow and rich, while guests filled the room with chatter and looked around in wonder. Devin stood near the centre, hands in his pockets. His suit was nothing flashy, wearing just a crisp black two-piece with a plain white shirt underneath, no tie, no overdone details. He never needed shine to command attention, his presence alone made people look twice. He looked dashing even though he didn’t look as flashy as the rest of the others. Beside him, Petra looked like she had stepped out of a painting. Her dress was simple, long, and made of cream silk that hugged her figure without screaming for attention. No heavy jewels, no excess fabric—just clean lines, a thin silver bracelet, and her hair pulled back in an elegant bun. She hated the fuss of gowns and diamonds, and Devin loved her more for it. She was his, complete

206. The ballroom was drowning in the noise. Some people were sobbing and running their mouths in the background, while the man in the grey suit was still bleeding out on the ground, and his wife was wailing over him. Petra knelt beside Devin, holding his arm like her life depended on it. Devin’s hand was quite bloody, and his suit was soaked through. He pressed harder against the wound and his glowed burned as he tried to heal the man again, but nothing came. He could feel the invisible wall shutting him out. What source of sorcery was that? Before he could even get himself, he heard a voice. “Pathetic.” Everyone heard it. Devin’s head snapped up as others turned around. A man he didn’t know came forward from the crowd, tall and thin, and his dark coat swayed as he moved. He was smiling smugLu, like he’d been waiting for this moment all his life. “Look at you!” The stranger said loudly. “Big, scary Devin Stone, but he can’t even save one fucking man at his own party.”

208. Devin went in, but he didn’t go after Petra immediately. He knew that she needed space to breathe, to process everything that just happened. Chasing her down would only make things worse. So he stood there in living room, staring into nothing. Mat had said that he was cursed and useless, and would be the end of her. Nothing stung him except the last one. “Fuck.” He muttered under his breath, raking a bloody hand down his face. He wanted to punch a wall, but he stopped himself. This wasn’t about him, but it was about Petra. When he finally made his way upstairs, she was already in the room. She didn’t yell at him, didn’t cry, or anything. She just looked at him with red eyes, and spoke calmly. “Devin… I need to be alone right now.” It cut deep into his heart, but he forced himself to nod. “Alright, I’ll be downstairs. Call me if you need anything. Anything, Petra, I mean it.” She nodded, and then he turned away, closing the door gently behind her. Devin leaned agai

210. “I hope this moves on smoothly, Knight.” Henderson said, reaching out to shake Petra’s hand. “As soon I.” She responded with a smile and watched him leave. “Goodness, what a headache.” She muttered when he was out of sight and began to pack her things. Henderson Pete was such an irritating man, but what he lacked upstairs, he made up for in market value. At least the meeting with him was over and done with now. She walked out of the room. She was drained, emotionally and mentally, and some of it had to do with earlier events of the week. The whole day had been chaotic, though, and all she could see in the headlines were news about her and Devin. -BREAKING: BILLIONAIRE HEIRESS PETRA KNIGHT CAUGHT IN LOVE TRIANGLE!- -HAS MISS KNIGHT HIT DEVIN STONE IN THE NOSE WITH A FIDELITY SCANDAL?!- -POWER COUPLE SET TO ANNOUNCE BREAKUP AS PETRA KNIGHT AND DEVIN STONE WALK AWAY FROM EACH OTHER!- She hated it all. She was simply tired, and wished she could run away for a momen