Chapter 11

Devon's POV

Karen’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