Devon’s POVI stood in silence reminiscing about what just happened a few minutes ago. I paced to and fro in the living room, running my hand through my hair. Every move I took, Laura’s words crept into my memory, and the fact that I couldn't say anything when she asked that question was another thing to worry about. She had pushed me further, and I had pushed back, but even now, her accusation lingered in my mind like it was something that couldn't be erased easily from my thoughts.“Do you still love her?” She’d spat those words like it was some sort of curse, the question made me vulnerable and I couldn't even form any answers from my mouth, it felt like my mouth was sealed and nothing could come out from it.A scoff escaped my lips, Love? No. Whatever I’d felt for Karen had withered long ago and there was no way it could germinate again. I am done with her and can't let her in my heart again, showing care is different from love and I don't even care about her either. Laura went
Devon’s Pov“You are also teaching me how to be wicked. Learn from You, so enjoy my kindness while it lasts.” She taunted with her words while laughing like a lunatic.Each word that came out of her mouth was like she was trying to challenge me, enjoying every second of it, and I could feel myself fighting back my anger that I planned not to show anymore.“Keep laughing, Karen, because the next time I bet you will be crying soon so enjoy this moment too because it won't last either.” I managed to speak up, folding my arms as she crackled after I finished talking.The fact that she acted like I wasn't talking to a human was irking me but I was doing a good job of calming myself because she is still healing, I am not ready to give her another punishment yet.I was about to storm out of the living room leaving this Mansion to enjoy her happy moments while they lasted but the sound of her laughter echoed behind me, a reminder that, somehow, she was trying to make me lose my grip. She chuc
Karen’s POVI couldn’t help but laugh more thinking about what happened a few minutes ago as I fell flatly on the couch once again. I felt satisfied talking back at him and making him believe that I ain’t the same person I used to be. For once I laughed like never before making him feel like the fool he is.Thankfully I eavesdropped on their conversation seeing how she talked to him and I couldn’t believe that I gave him some respect but Laura didn’t make me wonder if he is still the same ruthless mafia people know him as.I was still engrossed in my thoughts that I forgot I was watching a movie. Just then, Sofia entered the room making me jolt out of my thoughts, her brows lifted in surprise wondering why I was giggling and laughing at the same time. “Well, well, look who’s beaming and giggling at the same time. Did something good happen?” She gave a little grin, taking a seat beside me while placing her both hands on her cheeks waiting patiently for my answers.“Oh, Sofia, you wou
Karen’s POVMonday morning came quickly like it was running, and as the sunlight penetrated through my window, I sat up, feeling a kind of excitement and peace within. Sofia had helped me during the weekends to secure a job online and I would be attending the interview for them to see if I am compatible for the job and I hope I crush it. Can't wait to be finally free from this toxic marriage and have a fresh of breath air leaving this house in the morning and coming back only at night, there won't be any room for drama from those two anymore. I rushed to the bathroom allowing the warm water to drip on my body I quickly wash up and came out of the bathroom staring at my neatly ordered dress that Sofia brought from me. Thankfully I still have some cash in my account, I would get a new phone and order some office fits. Devon did a good job of ruining my other phone because of the nasty lie he believed. I put on the corporate fit, a professional outfit, nothing flashy but enough to l
Karen's Pov.The sun hung low above my head as I confidently walked out of the chaotic mansion that had trapped me for months. With my head held high, I didn't bother looking back. I already knew he was watching me. His eyes burned with rage and intensity but I didn't care again, not ever again.For months I had been trying to win him over, bring back the love I thought we used to have…prove my innocence to him but nothing. No matter what I did or how much I tried it still wasn't enough, he hated me so much that even my mere existence was like a stinging pain to his senses.Tears threatened to spill out of my eyelids but I tried my best to hold them back. I couldn't let him see me break, those times were long dead and now I was a new woman and not someone he could just play around with. Reaching my hands to my face I wipe the tear drops that had slipped out of my eyelids. I hailed a cab and when it stopped right in front of me, I couldn't help but look back at the hell gates I once c
Lauren's Pov.“Where do you think you're going Lauren?” Devon's voice stopped me as I was about to make my way out of the door. I didn't bother answering him. I threw my hair back disregarding his questions and continued my stroll outside the house.He cursed from under his breath. “I asked you a question Lauren.” I could already feel his rage from where I stood but I didn't falter. “Where do you think you're going dressed like that?” I paused, looking back at him. “I hope you realize that now that your beloved wife is gone you can't boss me around.” I shot back at him.Maybe Karen could take his bullshit behavior but there was a difference between being a wife and a mistress and he couldn't treat me the way he liked.I was glad to have Karen finally out of the house but I was not about to be her replacement.I could see his muscles tighten as his face blazed with rage. “Everyone already knows you're my mistress. So having you go out like that would also taint my reputation.” He gr
Karen's Pov The ceiling stood looming above my head as I opened my eyes, a throbbing headache instant coursing through my head.My hands wiped my sleepy eyes trying to shake off the fatigue. Finally opening my eyes I took a brief glance at my surroundings; King-size mattress, White room, sofa and luxurious furnishings.My eyes widened in realization. Where was I? Last thing I could remember was the club, music and … Stephan. Everything happened so fast but one thing I was sure of was that he drugged me. But how? He wasn't there when I ordered the drink, everything else was given by the bartender. Could it be that he somehow has some connections? My chest tightened in anger, my blood boiling. That freaking bastard.As if adding more flames to my marriage wasn't enough wound he still wanted to destroy my life even more. If it hadn't been for that stranger or whoever it was that stopped God knows what would have happened.Immediately standing up from the large mattress, I looked around
Karen's Pov The brisk air hit my face as I stepped outside the apartment door, a welcome to the confusion began swirling in my mind. I took a deep breath, trying to center myself. The sky stood high casting its usual glow but this time it only felt like it was mocking me. I had escaped one nightmare, but my real battle lay ahead.I couldn’t shake the feeling of vulnerability that lingered after my encounter with Liam and Conrad. They had helped me, yes, but who were they really? My instincts screamed caution and trust was a luxury I couldn’t afford at the moment.As I walked down the street, my heart raced at the thought of facing Devon again. I had to confront him, to reclaim my sense of self and dismantle the twisted hold he had over me. The last thing I wanted was to fall back into his manipulative web. Not ever again.I pulled out my phone, hesitating over the contact list. My fingers trailed stopping at his name, the very sight of it sending a cold shiver down my spine. Memories
EpilogueSix Months LaterThe shopping mall bussied around Karen as she wove through the aisles, her heart hammering in frustration."Austin!" she called, glancing around the shelves filled with colorful toys.No answer."Paris?" she tried again.She spun around, her eyes scanning the store, but the two little troublemakers were nowhere to be found. A pang of panic crept up her spine. Jordie, who had been helping her keep an eye on them, jogged up, her face mirroring Karen’s concern."I swear, I just saw them two minutes ago," Jordie said, glancing around.Karen let out an exasperated sigh, running a hand through her hair. "They're fast. Too fast."She pushed past the rows of toys, checking behind shelves and peeking into play areas, but the kids were gone. Her heart pounded harder.Then, suddenly—"You might want to be careful with these two."A deep voice—steady, familiar.Karen turned sharply, and her breath caught in her throat.A man stood a few feet away, holding both Austin and
Karen’s POVThe door burst open with a thunderous bang, the sound echoing through the cold night air. My breath hitched as a swarm of armed officers stormed in, their guns raised in precision, their movements swift and practiced.“Hands in the air! Nobody move!” a commanding voice barked.The room shifted instantly. The arrogant smirks on Liam and Troy’s faces faded, replaced by something I had never seen before—fear.“What the hell is going on?” Liam hissed, his eyes darting toward the doorway.And then she walked in.Lauren.Clad in a sleek black jacket, her presence radiated confidence. She stepped forward, unbothered by the chaos around her, her gaze sharp and unyielding."You forgot about me," she said, her voice dripping with amusement.Troy’s jaw clenched, his eyes narrowing. "Lauren," he spat. "I should’ve known you’d stick your nose in where it doesn’t belong."She smirked, stepping closer, her gaze sweeping over the room before landing on me. There was something in her eyes—
Karen's POV I forced my eyes open, but my mind felt sluggish, struggling to catch up with my surroundings. A dull ache pulsed at the base of my skull, and my body felt impossibly heavy, as if every limb had been weighed down. The sharp sting of cold air sent a shiver down my spine, and a strange, salty scent filled my lungs. This wasn’t the alley. I blinked rapidly, my vision adjusting to the dim light. Instead of damp concrete and graffiti-stained walls, I saw open space. The ground beneath me was rough and uneven, dirt and gravel scraping against my skin as I tried to move. A cold breeze brushed against my skin, sending a shiver through my body. My limbs felt heavy, but I forced myself to move, shaking off the haze.Where had I been?The last thing I remembered was the alley—Devon tied to the chair, Troy’s grip on my arm, Liam’s smirk—then, darkness.As my vision slowly sharpened, I realized we weren’t there anymore. The damp, suffocating alleyway had been replaced with an op
Karen’s POV“Alright, they’ll be back this afternoon.” Jordie’s voice came through the phone, warm and reassuring.In the background, I could hear the kids giggling and playing. My heart ached with how much I missed them.“Let them stop over at the ice cream shop, okay? There’s no rush,” I said with a small smile.The response was immediate—excited squeals and the sound of tiny feet shuffling around.“Mommy!” Austin’s voice piped up next. “Luna and Lucas told us stories!”I chuckled. “Oh? What kind of stories?”“About a pirate and a lost treasure!” he said excitedly. “But Lucas says the treasure was actually a puppy!”“That sounds like a fun story,” I mused. “Did you like it?”“Yes! But Aiden said the pirate should’ve had a pet parrot instead.”Aiden’s voice came in the background. “Because pirates always have parrots, Mommy!”I laughed softly. “Well, I can’t argue with that.”“Can we tell you the story when we get home?” Austin asked hopefully.“Of course, sweetie.” I smiled, my hear
Devon’s POVThis was it.The final move.If I wanted to fix the mess I had created, if I wanted any chance of making things right—not for myself, but for Karen—this was what I had to do. Even if it was the last thing I ever did.Stepping out of the cab, I adjusted my coat and walked toward the elevator. The security at the front barely acknowledged me; Liam had always been arrogant enough to think no one would dare come after him.The elevator ride up was suffocating each passing second amplifying the weight pressing down on my chest.As soon as the doors slid open, I stepped into the hallway leading to Liam’s office. The air carried a faint scent of cigars and leather, a familiar stench that brought back too many memories I’d rather forget.I pushed open the doors without knocking.Liam was seated behind his oversized desk, a whiskey glass in one hand, his other hand lazily flipping through documents. The moment he saw me, his lips curved into an amused smirk, his dark eyes glinting
Devon’s POVThe night was thick with silence, the kind that settled deep into the bones and made a man question everything. The cold metal bars in front of me felt heavier than they should, the dim flickering light above casting elongated shadows across the small, suffocating cell.I leaned back against the wall, running a hand through my hair as my mind spiraled into the past—into the mess that had landed me here.Karen.Her name echoed in my head like a ghost refusing to be forgotten. I remembered the accusations, the way they had thrown my name into the fire, claiming I had been the one threatening her and the kids. The sheer disbelief in her eyes had stung more than I cared to admit.Had it really come to this?A sharp rattling sound jolted me out of my thoughts.I straightened, my instincts kicking in as I turned toward the cell door. The metal groaned, the lock shifting before it swung open.Troy stood there, his face impassive but his eyes burning with something close to contem
Karen’s POVMy breath caught in my throat as I stared at Lauren. The weight of her betrayal hit me like a punch to the gut. I had suspected, but now the reality of her involvement was undeniable."You've been sending me messages," I said, my voice trembling with a mixture of rage and disbelief. "Threatening me, threatening my kids. What the heck do you want? And then you go ahead and kill somebody. You're a psychopath." The words spilled out, the anger rising in me with each passing second.Her lips curled into an almost sinister smile. She didn’t even flinch at the accusation. Instead, she laughed—a soft, mocking sound that made my skin crawl."I hate you Karen,” she said. "And yes, I’ve been sending some messages. But it was only to check up on you. Nothing much. Just checking how things were going." Her voice dripped with sarcasm, as if everything she had done was just some petty game.I could feel my blood boiling. "You killed somebody," I snapped. "How can you sit there and act
Karen’s POVI sat in the small office at the station, my fingers curled into my lap as I tried to steady my breathing. The tension in the room was suffocating, thick with the weight of everything that had just happened. Troy stood in front of me, his arms crossed, his gaze hard and unyielding.“They have leads, Karen,” he said, his voice firm. “And all of them point to Devon.”I shook my head, my stomach twisting uncomfortably. “That’s impossible,” I whispered. “Devon wouldn’t do this. He—”Troy cut me off, stepping closer and placing a file down on the desk in front of me. “We just got this,” he said. “And I need you to face it.”Slowly, I reached forward, my hands trembling as I flipped the folder open. My breath caught in my throat.It was the same photo. A blurry image of a man, caught in the act of what looked like a secret exchange. The shadows obscured his features, but the shape, the stance—It was Devon?I felt like the air had been sucked out of my lungs.“No,” I murmured, m
Devon's pov.The next day, I walked into Karen’s office, my mind still reeling from the night before. The memory of her lips, her body pressing against mine, and the raw emotions we had shared clung to me like a second skin. I couldn’t stop thinking about it, couldn’t stop feeling it.I had barely slept, replaying every detail in my head, wondering what she must be thinking now. Did she regret it? Did it mean anything to her? Did it mean as much to her as it did to me?Her office door was slightly ajar, and I caught a glimpse of her inside. She was seated at her desk, her expression neutral, focused on something on her computer screen. But I knew her well enough to notice the tension in her shoulders, the way her fingers tapped absently against the edge of her desk.She was thinking about last night too.I took a deep breath, steeling myself, and pushed the door open fully. She looked up, her green eyes locking onto mine. For a moment, neither of us spoke. The air between us felt char