
Devin's lips curled into a smile, his fingers clenched the ornate box he was holding. Inside lay a dazzling necklace- his late mother's heirloom, unseen by anyone else, a gift for his precious fiancee Amanda.
“Amanda deserves the best. Giving her this necklace would further prove my love for her,” Devin affirmed, convinced that his beautiful fiancee would appreciate this token of love. Although the wedding was still a few days away, Devin had returned home early that night to surprise Amanda. He worked in a humble factory as a coordinator, but despite his meager earnings, Devin always made sure he provided everything he could for Amanda, especially when she told him that she was carrying his child. The screeching of a car outside told Devin that Amanda was back. He rushed to the window to take a sneak peek at his beautiful bride, but his smile soon faded as his eyes saw the horror! Amanda, with a sheer lace bodysuit, was deepthroating a stranger's cock! Her big tits were spilling out, and her ass was mauled by the man while she forced choked gagging sounds that morphed into slutty whimpers with every thrust of his cock against her throat! Devin's lips parted in shock. He can’t believe this slutty woman was Amanda. “Has your husband come home yet?” The older man who Devin recognized as Luther Banks, CEO of Banks Incorporated, asked Amanda while his crooked lips drew maps on her skin. Amanda groaned and moaned as her waist rocked his crotch. “Devin is NOT my husband. That loser only deserves to be my nanny,” she said while she bit her lower lips and grabbed Luther's balls. “The only fucking reason I'd marry his broke ass is cause he can handle our kids,” she added. Devin gritted his teeth while he heard the words. The disgusting scene playing out before him made bile rise to his throat. “You're a nasty girl, aren't you? All hot and drippy wet for me. That stupid fiance of yours still doesn't know you're carrying my child, does he?” Luther chuckled. Devin froze on the spot. Luther's statement had to be a lie! Amanda let out a flirtatious laugh and a whimper while Luther gently teased her lady parts with his fingers. “Of course, he doesn't. The fool's thinking we'll build a family together. I'm your little bitch alone. Now, fuck me already!” Amanda moaned again. Disgust and anger wrapped around Devin’s entire being. He couldn't believe the deception! He even poured his heart and soul into it, how ironic! Without a second thought, Devin stormed out of the house, his jaws clenched tighter than a locksmith's finest work. “Devin!” Amanda jumped back in fear, dragging her skirt up as she saw him approaching. She had never seen this part of him, a feral nature that startled her to the pup. And Luther was shaken too. “What the hell is happening, Amanda?” Devin voiced out in a deep, unsettling voice as his fingers held the box tighter until his knuckles ached. “What does it look like, Devin? Are you blind?” Amanda shot back carelessly, a remark that further infuriated Devin. “You've been cheating on me? After everything I've done for you?” Devin questioned but Amanda let out a derisive laugh. “What the fuck did you give me? “When the hell have you ever taken me to a five-star place? And where the hell are the Chanel you're supposed to buy me?” “You are just trash! How dare you think you deserve a woman like me?! Look at me!” She did a 360° turn around and settled back into Luther's arms while wearing a Snicker on her face. “... You cannot afford a woman such as myself. So, if there's a man who can afford me, let him do it while you just watch and say nothing!” She yelled at him. Devin's face darkened while he stared at the shrewd lady before him. This was not the same woman he fell in love with. Or was it? Has she been hiding this part of her since they started dating a year back? “Now, Devin, you will pretend like this night never happened. You will go back inside like the foolish guy that you are and keep making plans for the wedding. Or else, I will call off the wedding and kick you into the streets!” she yelled at him. “Are you out of your mind?” Devin opened his eyes wide and shook his head as if he had heard the funniest thing in the world. “You still think I’m gonna marry you?” Devin sneered like a viper about to spit venom. “A slut like you?” Amanda froze, she never thought this gutter rat could dare sneer at her. “You overreaching bastard!” she spat. “Listen Devin. Why don't you just do as she says? There's no need for you to make a fuss about this,” Luther's alcohol-filled breath hit Devin, which made Devin fly into a rage. His chest heaved up and down with eyes turned to ice chips as if he was about to lunge and rip Luther’s throat out. Luther was a little bit terrified but turned into rage. How dare this scum stare at him like that?! “Damn it!” Luther swore under his breath and yanked a few crumpled bills from his bag.” Take it and scram, or I'll have my men throw you out!” But Devin didn't budge an inch. “Cat got your tongue?. Never seen real money before?” Luther questioned. “Are you deaf or just unable to understand what I'm saying? Take the money and get lost!” Amanda glared at Devin like an animal marked for slaughter. Devin stared at the twisted duo, a scornful laugh escaping him. He snatched the bills, shredded them, and hurled the confetti at their faces. “To hell with you and your fucking money!” Devin shot back at Luther.
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238. Petra thought she was going to self-combust as she ran. She didn’t even realise that she had started crying again as she shoved the heavy doors open with both of her hands, her chest heaving and she took large gulps of air. “Petra, wait!” Devin yelled behind her. She didn’t turn back. She didn’t want to see his face ever again, not after what he had done. Her bare feet hit the ground as she ran off and the guards bowed when she was passing but quickly moved aside silently when they saw how fast she was moving. Nobody dared stop her. Except Dreykov, that is. He ran after her. “Petra!” He called out, trying to grab her. “You can’t just—” “Don’t fucking touch me!” She snapped at him, turning around to glare at him with wild eyes. “Stay the hell away, Dreykov. All of you!” He froze a few steps away, hands raised. He looked back towards the doors where Devin stood in the shadows, watching. “Petra, listen to me.” Dreykov tried again. “No!” She screamed, her voice
Chapter 237
237. Petra was trying to take it all in, trying to register what the hell was happening. Blood was everywhere, on the floor, on the walls… on Devin's hands. She looked around, the ground seemed so close… it was then that she realised that she was kneeling in someone’s blood, and now the mess was on her too. She looked up. She had remembered seeing her father flung like a rag doll before she dropped to the ground. Was that a dream? Why did she feel like she was thinking underwater? Why did everything feel so unreal? She looked up, and sure as hell, her father was on the wall, pinned to it by a weapon. Her scream cut through the silence as she got up and ran to his body. "No! No, no, no papa!” She cried, reaching up to shake him with both of her hands. "Get up, please! Please get the fuck up! You bastard, you can't die on me now!" Her hands smeared more of his blood across his shirt as she tried to pull him down, but his head just lolled lifelessly and he didn’t even move an in
Chapter 236
236. “Devin.” Petra whispered, her throat dry. Devin was standing, staring outside, his kid clearly on other things. He had not heard his fiancée calling him. Petra, however, had a lot on her chest and needed to let her emotions out. “Devin!” That startled Devin a bit. “Yes, gorgeous?” He responded, still looking outside. She sighed, rubbing her forehead. “Devin, I can’t keep watching this shit. My father and Eva both keep circling you like wolves. They’re going to make their move any time soon, and if we don’t do something first, they’ll do great damage.” Devin took in a deep breath, nodding. Then he finally turned around to looked at her. “You do know what you’re doing, right? You’re asking me to go against your father.” “I’m asking you to trap him.” She said, shaking her head. “I honestly don’t know how else. I’m not saying kill him, I don’t want his blood on your hands, I don’t want my father dead, but he needs to be handled. Just stop him, restrain him. D
Chapter 235
235. Petra walked into her father’s living room, looking around the place. Nothing had changed save for their estrangement, and when she entered, she found him sitting on the edge of a leather chair with his papers spread out on the table and a glass of something in his hand. “Petra, my dear.” Her father said without looking up. “You came.” She folded her arms. “Of course I came. You asked me to.” He finally raised his head, looking at her with those stubborn eyes. “I’m glad you did, dear. Sit down, we need to talk about Devin.” Petra shook her head, lips pressing into a thin line. “I didn’t come here to listen to more of your bullshit about him. I came to warn you about this thing you’ve got going on.” He looked at her, wondering where she got the audacity to speak tp him like that. “Warn me? Against what? That boy? He’s nothing compared to what I have on my side.” Petra dropped onto the couch opposite him, glaring. “Dad, you don’t get it, do you? This war
Chapter 234
234. Petra's father was sitting stiffly on the edge of a long sofa, his hands clasped so tight that his knuckles had turned white. He was here out of desperation, a need to succeed at this, to beat that damned Stone boy at his own game. Across from him sat Kia's parents, both who still looked worn down by loss, their eyes hollow. He looked at them, thinking of how they looked like empty husks. He thought of Petra. Was this how it could be for him? No, he couldn't let anything happen to his only child. Kia's aunt clutched her rosary beads in the same manner a distraught English woman would clutch her pearls, and the quiet clicking of the beads together filled the empty silence. Eva stood near the window, looking outside. Mr Knight let out a breath and finally spoke. "God damn it." He muttered, shaking his head. "I still can't fucking believe this. Devin was connected to Kia's death? After everything that they had been through? I tried to tell myself it wasn't true, I wanted
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235.The silence lingered long after Eva was gone, a suffocating weight that pressed against the walls and seeped into Devin’s lungs. He could hear the faint drip of blood hitting the marble, each note a reminder of what had been stolen from him. His fingers flexed unconsciously, as if they still clutched Yvonne’s hand, though she was already beyond his reach.He forced himself to stand, muscles screaming, knees heavy. The hall looked different now—emptied of its grandeur, reduced to ruin. The chandeliers swayed faintly, shadows crawling across broken glass. In the wreckage, Devin saw more than a battlefield; he saw a graveyard. And in that moment, he realized that Yvonne’s death would echo far beyond this hall.The war Eva had promised wasn’t coming. It had already begun.⸻Marcus was waiting outside the doors, his back pressed against the wall, eyes wide and restless. The younger man flinched when Devin emerged, as though he expected to be struck. But Devin walked past him without a
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