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Chapter 137-man in love
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DEVIL’s GRIP Chapter 138-Silent Hands
The sun rose like a melted gold coin over the small southern town, washing the narrow streets with warm light. Birds chirped their morning songs as usual, and the town woke up lazily—except Zayden, who had already been awake for hours.From the window of his rented house, Zayden kept his usual vigil. Coffee in hand, eyes trained on the small house across the street. The place that sheltered her. The place that gave his unborn child a home.His gaze drifted to the two elderly figures—Hema’s caretakers—standing outside their gate. The man was folding a piece of paper and slipping it into his shirt pocket. Probably their visit schedule to the bank. The woman adjusted her dupatta and fixed her spectacles as they waited for the auto.Hema wasn’t home. She had gone to the nearby temple to pray, as she did every Friday morning. Zayden made sure she wouldn’t witness what was about to happen.The auto-rickshaw pulled up, sputtering like a coughing dog.“Careful,” the woman told her husband, ho
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-10DEVIL’s GRIP Chapter 139-who sent her
The wind outside was humid that evening, curling through the banana leaves and rustling the sarees hanging to dry on the lines. Hema had just finished sweeping the kitchen floor when she felt something—tightness low in her belly.She paused.Her breath hitched.She slowly placed a hand over her bump and murmured, “Baby? Are you moving again?”Another wave of tightening came. This time stronger. Like a belt wrapping tighter around her insides.She winced, steadying herself against the edge of the counter.It passed.Just a Braxton Hicks contraction, she told herself. She’d read about this—false labour pains. It was too early.But the next wave hit harder.This time, she dropped to her knees.“Amma!” she cried out.The caretaker—a poor woman Zayden had planted months ago—came rushing from the yard, a bowl of wet clothes still in her hands. She dropped them instantly when she saw Hema crouched, holding her belly, face scrunched in pain.“Amma! What happened?! Should I call the couple? Or
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-11DEVIL’s GRIP Chapter 140- whose is the angel?
The air around them thickened with tension as Hema stood frozen, her hand clenched tightly over the fluttering poster. Her eyes blazed with rage and confusion as she stared at Nandini—no longer the hunched, pitiful woman she believed her to be, but a confident, composed figure who now stood straight and unapologetic beneath the glowing streetlamp.“I asked you a question,” Hema said, her voice low and trembling. “Who sent you?”Nandini’s lips curled into a gentle, almost motherly smile. “Does it matter who sent me?” she said softly. “Let’s just say… some angels are still watching over you.”“Don’t give me that,” Hema snapped, the fury in her voice cracking like thunder. “I’m not stupid, Nandini—or whatever your real name is. You’ve been planted here. You walk into my life like some poor woman needing shelter and now you stand there in posters for theatre auditions?”Nandini looked away, regret evident in her eyes. “I didn’t come here to lie to you. I came here to protect you.”“Protec
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-11DEVIL’s GRIP Chapter 141-mother or baby
Inside the sterile chaos of the emergency room, fluorescent lights bathed the pale walls in a clinical glow. Nurses moved quickly around the stretcher as Hema was wheeled in, her breaths shallow and rapid. Monitors beeped with every jagged pulse from her trembling body. Her face was pale, hair sticking to her forehead, lips slightly parted as she fought through the pain.Zayden stormed in right behind her, breathless and wide-eyed, ignoring the nurses trying to stop him at the door.“I’m her husband!” he growled, voice fierce, protective. “Don’t you dare touch her stop me!”The nurse blinked, unsure for a moment, then nodded quickly. “Follow us, sir.”He reached for her hand on the stretcher, clasping it tightly. It was cold, but she weakly curled her fingers around his. His thumb rubbed small circles against her skin, desperate to keep her with him.Her ears were buzzing from the ringing in her skull, but amidst the chaos she heard him—his voice. Zayden.She tried to open her eyes, b
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-11DEVIL’s GRIP Chapter 142-the slap
Inside the sterile white walls of the hospital room, the machines beeped steadily, monitoring the woman who lay unconscious on the bed. Tubes were taped to her arms. Her face, pale and damp with sweat, was slightly turned toward the window. A warm breeze carried the smell of flowers through the open slit.Outside the room, Zayden stood frozen like a statue, his face unreadable—stone-hard except for the desperation in his eyes. His broad frame leaned forward, one hand pressed to the glass window of her room. His other hand was clenched in a fist, the knuckles white. Inside, nurses moved swiftly around her, adjusting drips, checking vitals, whispering to each other.He didn’t move. Not even when the elderly couple burst through the hallway, panicked.“Where is she? Where is my girl?” the old lady cried.“She’s inside,” the doctor answered gently. “We’ve stabilized her for now. The baby is premature but alive.”The old woman clutched the man’s hand, tears springing in her eyes. Then she
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-11DEVIL’s GRIP Chapter 143-the baby
The soft light from the hospital window cast a golden glow over Hema’s bed. Her breaths were slower now, calmer. The pain had dulled, and the chaos from earlier had ebbed into a peaceful stillness. She rested back against her pillow, her eyes fixed on the man sitting beside her—Zayden.Zayden, who once ruled like a cold-hearted mafia king, now sat hunched over in a plain cotton shirt, wiping her palm with a damp cloth, the gentleness in his hands betraying the storm he carried inside.She watched him for a long time, her heart full.“You stayed,” she murmured, her voice still weak but steady.Zayden looked up instantly, his eyes locking with hers. “I’ll always stay,” he replied, reaching up to gently brush a strand of hair from her cheek.There was silence—charged and meaningful.He swallowed hard and whispered, “I’m sorry, Hema. For everything. For choosing you, for letting you go, for not protecting you, for… not knowing how to love you without ruining you.”Her eyes welled up. She
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-11DEVIL’s GRIP Chapter 144-Diaper class
The hospital room was filled with the steady hum of machines, soft whispers from nurses in the corridor, and the occasional, tiny cry of a newborn—a sound that made Zayden’s heart stop and swell all at once. It had been just three days since their daughter came into the world, and already she’d taken full control of Zayden’s world, his thoughts, and his every waking second.It was early morning, the sun barely rising, casting a golden glow across the white hospital walls. Hema was dozing on her side, one hand gently resting on the infant crib beside her. Her cheeks were flushed, the signs of fatigue and physical pain evident, yet there was a rare softness about her now—a peaceful vulnerability that melted Zayden’s hardened exterior every time he looked at her.Meanwhile, their daughter lay wriggling, a squirming bundle of pink skin, soft hair, and pure rebellion. She had somehow managed to kick her little socks off and had started crying like she was planning to file a complaint with
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-11DEVIL’s GRIP Chapter 145-Aunt’s entry
The warm afternoon sunlight filtered through the hospital room’s curtains, casting golden patterns over the floor as the soft rustle of sheets and the occasional baby coo filled the space. Hema had just finished feeding their daughter and was gently rocking her, humming a low, soothing lullaby. Zayden sat at the edge of the bed, one hand around Hema’s shoulders, the other gently stroking the baby’s soft tuft of hair.There was a peacefulness in the air—a rare calm Zayden hadn’t known he was capable of craving. The chaos of the past months felt distant, like a dream he had awakened from, replaced now by this surreal, quiet happiness.Just then, a light knock echoed on the door.Zayden lifted his head, instinctively alert. Hema looked up as well.The door opened slowly, and in walked Mia, wearing a pastel top with straight pant, her expression soft yet unreadable. Her eyes immediately fell on the baby in Hema’s arms, and something in her chest visibly shifted.“Mia,” Zayden said, surpri
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DEVIL’s GRIP The happy ending
The hospital lights were far too bright for Zayden’s comfort, but nothing about this day was supposed to be comfortable. He paced the hallway outside the operating theater, Ira cradled carefully in his arms. She looked up at him with those curious eyes, still too young to understand why her usually composed father was walking in frantic loops across polished tiles.Across the hall, Mark looked equally stricken. His face was pale, and his fingers drummed nervously on the side of the chair as he watched the double doors of the maternity wing like a man waiting for a verdict.“Mommy will be here soon,” Zayden muttered, adjusting Ira’s blanket answering her,Zayden nodded. “You think Mia’s okay?”“Mia is okay but I am not,” Mark fired back, trying to force a grin but failing. “Mia threatened to castrate me if I faint during delivery. So yeah, my brain is doing backflips.”Just then, the double doors opened.A nurse walked out, pulling off her mask. “Mr. Zayden?”He stepped forward, heartb
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He crashed his mouth to hers—hard, needy. Her hands tangled in his hair as he pressed his body against hers, her thighs wrapping around his waist instinctively. His kiss was urgent, deep, the kind that made her forget where she was. He pulled back just enough to yank her top over her head, exposing her soft breasts, nipples already hard.Zayden groaned at the sight of her and buried his face between them. He licked, kissed, nipped—lavishing each breast with slow, deliberate attention. Hema arched into him, her fingers gripping the bedsheet. His mouth worked her expertly, moving from her breasts to her neck, sucking gently, leaving a trail of wet heat down to her belly.By the time he reached between her legs, she was trembling. His fingers teased her clit, slow circles that made her moan into the air. He loved watching her unravel under his touch—loved seeing her lose control.“Zayden…” she gasped, her thighs twitching. “I need you… inside me.”His lips made a curl. “ you are losing y
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The drive stretched endlessly, winding through green hills and coastal turns, the golden hue of the sun bathing the road in warmth. Zayden had planned this break meticulously—no calls, no business, no parenting duties. Just Hema and him, for five full days. Their daughter Ira was safely with Mia, and for the first time in over a year, Hema felt… untethered.She sat in the passenger seat, hair loosely tied, her eyes half-lidded as she stared at the moving landscape. The windows were down just enough for the wind to tousle her strands. Zayden glanced at her sideways, and the way her lips parted ever so slightly—it stirred something primal in him.“You know,” he said, reaching over to entwine his fingers with hers, “I’ve been imagining this trip for weeks.”Hema looked over, already smiling. “I can tell. You’ve been grinning like a maniac since we left.”“I just missed having you to myself,” he said, his voice dropping. “No diapers. No meetings. No interruptions.”She giggled. “And what
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The following evening, the golden light of sunset poured into the wide windows of the mansion. Ira was curled up peacefully in her little crib beside the cushioned couch, her tiny hands resting near her face, making gentle sleepy sounds as she dreamed. Hema sat cross-legged on the plush rug nearby, brushing out her hair while Zayden sat beside her, lazily scrolling through photos of Ira’s first steps with an affectionate grin plastered on his face.Mia strolled into the room in her usual confident gait, dressed in her casual yet elegant loungewear, holding a small gift box in one hand.“For the little queen,” she said, placing the box near Ira’s crib and kneeling to press a soft kiss on the baby’s forehead. “I still can’t believe she walked. I missed it!”Hema smiled warmly, setting her brush aside. “She’ll walk into your arms next time. Or maybe run.”Mia’s eyes twinkled as she looked at Hema. “She better. I’m planning to bribe her with toys and secrets.”Zayden chuckled, “Spoiling h
DEVIL’s GRIP Chapter 150-first step
The grand mansion buzzed with life as little Ira, now a spirited one-year-old, filled its halls with her infectious laughter. Her tiny hands and knees propelled her swiftly across the marble floors, making her the darling of everyone—from the seasoned housekeepers to Zayden’s meticulous assistant, Mark. Each had succumbed to her charm, their days brightened by her presence.One particular afternoon, Ira’s curiosity led her on an unexpected adventure. The distant sound of raised voices echoed through the corridors, drawing her attention. Recognizing her mother’s voice, she set off, her crawling turning into determined steps as she clung to walls and furniture for support. The babysitter, momentarily distracted, turned to find Ira missing from her side. Panic surged as she began her search, only to spot the child making her way toward the commotion.Inside the master bedroom, tension crackled. Hema stood her ground, arms crossed, eyes blazing with frustration. Zayden, looking remorseful
DEVIL’s GRIP Chapter 149-perfect Home
The grand black gates of the mansion opened slowly, the familiar creak echoing through the long driveway lined with blooming jasmine. The late afternoon sun bathed everything in golden light as Zayden stepped out of the sleek black SUV, carefully cradling Ira in one arm, while holding Hema protectively with the other. Hema’s steps were slower, her body still weak from the birth, but her heart was full—this was a different kind of return. One not born out of pain or escape, but healing.Mia stood at the entrance, wearing a simple beige dress and a soft, rare smile on her face. Her sharp eyes shimmered the moment she spotted Ira. She rushed down the stairs barefoot, arms extended. “There she is—my little angel!” Mia’s voice trembled with emotion.Zayden grinned as he gently passed Ira into her arms. “She missed her aunt, didn’t she, baby?” he murmured, planting a kiss on Hema’s forehead.Hema chuckled softly and nodded. “We named her,” she said, watching Mia’s eager face.“Oh?” Mia rais
DEVIL’s GRIP Chapter 148-satisfied his hunger
Hema lay curled up beside Zayden, her body still sore from the C-section she had just a week ago. Their baby girl, Ira, was sleeping peacefully next to her in a bassinet . Hema and Zayden had been through so much together, and now, with their little family complete, they felt like the luckiest people in the world.Hema caught him staring and gave him a coy smile. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she slowly reached up and unzipping her kurti, exposing one of her full, heavy breasts."Have a taste," she purred seductively, her voice low and inviting. Zayden's breath hitched as he took in the sight of her perfect breast, the nipple already engorged with milk. His cock instantly hardened, straining against his boxers. He swallowed thickly, desire burning in his veins.Zayde arched an eyebrow. "Are you sure, my love?"Hema nodded with a smile,Zayden's eyes darkened with lust. "I'll be gentle. I promise."In one swift movement, he leaned over her, pressing soft kisses along the swel
DEVIL’s GRIP Chapter 147-Jealous
The tarmac glistened under the late afternoon sun as Zayden led Hema gently toward the sleek, private jet waiting for them. The sound of soft wind mixed with the distant hum of the plane’s engines. Zayden had one arm securely wrapped around Hema’s waist, supporting her as they walked slowly, while the other held baby Ira against his chest with practiced care.Behind them, two of Zayden’s men followed with their luggage, handling everything swiftly without a word. The elderly couple had waved goodbye, tears in their eyes, just a few minutes ago. Now, as they approached the jet’s steps, Zayden helped Hema up first, handing the baby over for a moment so he could lift her easily.“You don’t have to carry me every time,” Hema mumbled, half-blushing, half-teasing as he lifted her as if she weighed nothing.“You say that as if I’m going to stop,” Zayden smirked. “Let me enjoy being your crutch for a while longer.”He helped her to the spacious cabin of the jet, where a luxurious bed had alre
DEVIL’s GRIP Chapter 146- Ira
Zayden stood by Hema’s side as she slowly made her way down the hospital corridor, holding tightly onto his hand. Every step she took was careful, her body still sore, but determined. She didn’t complain. Her grip on his hand tightened whenever the pain in her abdomen throbbed, but she said nothing—only looked ahead, her face slightly pale but strong.Zayden, ever watchful, didn’t take his eyes off her for even a second.“You don’t have to push yourself,” he said gently, adjusting his arm around her waist.“I’m not pushing,” she whispered. “I just want to feel normal again.”Zayden chuckled softly.They reached the end of the hallway, and Hema paused near the window, looking outside at the golden morning sun spreading across the hospital lawn. She took a breath, soaking in the warmth. But the next moment, her knees buckled slightly.“Hema!” Zayden immediately pulled her close.She didn’t fall. She collapsed forward—right into his chest, her forehead resting just above his heart. Her a
