Devon's POVKaren’s shoulders stiffened, and for the first time, she paused in her task. She turned, looking at Laura and then at me. Her lips parted as if she was about to speak, but then she closed them again, her gaze dropping back to the food reserving her words back to herself.“You should hurry up with whatever you are doing because I don’t have enough time to waste here.” I roared, running my hands on my hair tiredly.She turned back to the counter, continuing her cooking in silence as usual. The smell of frying meat filled the air, but the tension in the room was enough to make the room suffocating for her than the aroma of the food.Laura walked towards me, settling herself onto my lap, her arms wrapping around my neck. I could feel her breath on my ear, her lips brushing against my skin. But my eyes were on Karen watching her every move and her facial expression. I want to see the hurt look on her face.This was her punishment, And I was going to make sure she felt every sing
Karen’s POVThe morning light shone through the curtains, casting soft rays over the bed. I blinked my eyes open, the memories of yesterday rushing into my memories like it was something I was hoarding onto. Devon’s harsh words, Laura’s taunting smile, it all played back in my mind, but I refused to let it break me, Not today.I sat up, my body light like someone who doesn't eat anything at all. I can’t even blame myself because if I eat when all this is happening, I can't even find my peace anymore. The Mansion was quiet as always, but I welcomed the silence almost all the time. It gave me space to breathe, to think, and for clarity. Devon’s cruelty had reached new heights, but I couldn’t afford to crumble now. I had to prove to him that I wasn’t the weak woman he thought I was and must make sure I proved to him while planning other things in my head.Taking a deep breath, I slid out of bed, my feet sinking into the cold floor. Today had to be different, I need to try something els
Karen’s PovThe moment I was out of sight, my composure crumbled. Sobs filled the room and I hugged my knees to my chest, the pain of Devon’s rejection, his cruelty, and Laura’s taunts hitting me all at once again. Nothing hurts so much when the person you love treats you like trash, it’s not about him anymore but just clearing my name from this shit and letting him go. When I am done making him realize his self, I would let him go but not until I see him vulnerable.But even amid my pain, a small voice inside me refused to give up, I wasn’t done yet.Wiping my face, I sat up, forcing myself to breathe slowly. They thought they’d broken me, but they cannot, Not completely. There was still a part of me that refused to let go. I believe that there was still something worth fighting for. I wasn’t going to let Devon win, Not like this. In as much as the tormenting goes on then fighting back to clear my name still holds unless he decides to chase me out of here which I will gladly accept
Devon’s POVI headed to my room with different thoughts running through my head, my head was already messed up. I ruffled my hair frustratedly as I sat at the edge of my head reminiscing about everything.I expected a different reaction from her but it seemed, I would never get what I wanted. I expect her to be in tears anytime I speak harshly to her but it was always a different reaction I get all the time. I want to feel the same way she made me feel that day, I have never felt so useless and stupid before. She made me feel like a fool in love and I want her to get in a hundredfold. I want more of her breakdown, tears, and apology, anything that would confirm my control over her. But she didn’t give it to me, rather she threw my own words back at me.I couldn't believe that pouring that food on her wouldn’t make her react in some type of way instead she was quiet while the food was dripping off her hair like a lost puppy. Her stubbornness was something else and she was beginning
Devon’s PovBut the person at the door wasn’t Lauren. It was Sofia, standing there with that ever-present calm on her face that made me want to either hug her or push her away. She has been my maid for years and somehow I don't see her as a maid but a friend because we talk like friends most of the time not always though.“Devon,” she murmured like someone who was with a burden in her heart, her voice soft as always. “What is going on? This is not you Devon, everything is just like a movie that doesn't have an ending.” She explained with a sad look that plastered on her faceI leaned against the door, crossing my arms. “Why do you care?”I snapped rolling my eyes at her and she sighed, stepping closer, her eyes were on mine. “Because this is getting worse, Devon. You and Karen… and now Lauren. It’s all becoming out of control.”She uttered, playing with her fingers trying as much as she could not to get on my nerves because she knows I get annoyed easily.“I don’t need your lecture, S
Karen’s PovI sat by the window, staring out space while playing with my hair, just enjoying the serenity that comes with being alone, but the events of the evening played over and over in my head like a movie scene that couldn't be wiped off. I just couldn't get my mind off what happened because it made me laugh so hard.I cackled as the memory of Lauren’s face, twisted with anger as she left the mansion, replayed in my head and I giggled.It wasn’t as funny as this when it happened, but right now the whole scene seemed surreal and unreal to me. I’d never stood up to anyone like that before, and it still felt strange and funny But I had enough of her bullshit because it was becoming too overboard.For the first time, I wasn’t the one hiding behind my shells and keeping calm like it didn't hurt and broke me into pieces.My thoughts drifted back to a few hours ago, and I couldn't help but burst out laughing loudly again, I haven't laughed like this for days but it seems everything is
Karen’s POVThe rays of the sunlight shone on my face and my eyes opened wearily with a blurry vision at first but after a few minutes, I regained my sight.I stood up from my bed abruptly feeling different, I hadn't felt like this for a long time but today felt different.I stood in front of my mirror, choosing the most exposing dress I owned. A tight, black mini-dress that clung to every curve in my body. I stared at the dress dramatically and giggled as it stopped at the top of my thighs. I paired it with high heels that added inches to my height, making my legs look long. My makeup was bold, with smoky eyes and red lips that screamed confidence and fearlessness.For once, I wasn’t trying to hide or tone it down. As I looked at my reflection, I felt a surge of pride. I looked damn good and hot. It wasn’t for Devon this time around or anyone else, It was just for me.*****It was already Evening when when I descended the stairs majestically, ready to head out. The house was quiet as
Devon’s POVImmediately she left, I was filled with anger, the kind that burned slowly before it erupted. My fists clenched at my sides, my knuckles became white with the effort to keep myself from lashing out. The nerve she had to walk out like that, dressed like a prostitute forgetting the fact that I am a public figure and is fucking married to me irrespective of our differences.I spun around, my eyes falling on Lauren. She was sitting back on the couch, a smirk playing at the corner of her lips.“She thinks she’s something now, huh?” Lauren muttered playing with her fingers as she talked. “Walking out like she’s not a whore.” She added hissing out loudly and I had enough of that.I clenched my jaw. “Shut up, Lauren,” I growled, my voice calm but dangerous.She raised an eyebrow, sitting up straighter. “What? Am I wrong? She looked ridiculous and stupid.” her like drew back in a snarl unbothered.I turned away, pacing to and fro, trying to get a grip on myself. I felt Lauren’s ey