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Chapter 91-The Fire of Possession
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DEVIL’s GRIP Chapter 92-The Car Ride
In the back seat, Hema sat rigidly, her eyes fixed on the house she had called home for the past year, the only place she had ever felt safe. The place where she had found peace after escaping from Zayden, the powerful man who had once had complete control over her life.As the car pulled further away from the house, Hema felt a sense of dread wash over her. She knew that Zayden had finally found her after searching for a year, and now she was at his mercy once again. She tried to calm her racing heart as she felt Zayden's presence beside her, his large frame taking up most of the space in the back seat. Zayden's hand suddenly gripped the back of her head, his fingers tangling in her long dark hair. He yanked her head to the side, burying his face in the crook of her neck and inhaling deeply. "I missed you so fucking much," he growled, his hot breath fanning over her skin. She could smell the expensive cologne he always wore mixed with the whiskey on his breath. He inhaled deeply, a
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-03DEVIL’s GRIP Chapter 93-punishment
Hema stirred awake, her body aching all over. The events of last night came flooding back in a rush - running from Zayden, hiding in the forest, the chase, the slap that knocked her out cold. Now she found herself naked, sprawled on the bed next to her monstrous husband. Zayden's heavy arm was slung possessively across her chest, his face nuzzled into the crook of her neck. Even in sleep, he exuded an aura of danger and raw male energy. Hema shuddered, her heart starting to race. She knew she needed to escape. But fear paralyzed her limbs."Ah ah ah, where do you think you're going, my naughty wife?" Zayden's smooth voice purred in her ear, startling her. His hand tightened around her breast. Hema froze, hardly daring to breathe. He wasn't fully asleep? Did he know she was awake? Oh God, this couldn't be happening...Zayden nipped at her earlobe, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine. "Shall we pick up where we left off, hmm?" His other hand slid down her stomach, past her
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-03DEVIL’s GRIP Chapter 94-The Auction: A Clash of Power
The grand auction hall in New York was buzzing with the presence of the wealthiest and most powerful figures in the world. Under shimmering chandeliers, men and women in tailored suits and designer gowns sat in elegant rows, their expressions focused as they raised their paddles to bid on assets worth billions.Mia sat at the front, her gaze cold and unreadable. She was dressed in a sleek black gown, a symbol of her authority. Her presence alone was enough to send shivers through the room. She was here for one reason—to win.Zayden, on the other hand, was a picture of calm arrogance. His confidence was unmatched, dressed sharply in a dark three-piece suit, with his signature smirk playing on his lips. He was no longer just a feared mafia leader—he was now the wealthiest man in the country, thanks to the recent success of his new drug. His empire had grown stronger, untouchable.Mia had prepared for this moment for months. The company being auctioned today was crucial for expanding her
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-03DEVIL’s GRIP Chapter 95-A Cage of Silk and Shadows
Zayden stormed into his mansion, his footsteps echoing through the grand halls. The air inside was cool, scented faintly with the rich aroma of burning wood from the fireplace. His sharp gaze flickered toward the butler standing near the staircase.“Where is she?” Zayden asked, his voice calm, yet laced with an unspoken warning.The butler hesitated before responding, “Madam has locked herself in her room. She hasn’t come out since you left.”Zayden’s jaw tightened. He had expected some resistance, but Hema’s defiance still managed to test his patience. Without another word, he ascended the stairs, his movements deliberate, his mind already planning his next move.Upon reaching her door, he shed his coat, tossing it onto the chaise beside the wall. Slowly, he folded up the sleeves of his crisp white shirt, exposing the firm muscles of his forearms. Then, he knocked—once.“Hema,” he called, his voice smooth yet commanding.No answer.Zayden smirked. Did she truly believe a locked door
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-03DEVIL’s GRIP Chapter 96-A Cage of Shadows and Fire
The tension in the room was thick enough to suffocate, the air heavy with unspoken threats. Hema sat on the edge of the large bed, her hands clenched in her lap, her breathing shallow. When she heard the opening of bathroom door, she immediately pretended to sleep. She heard him coming near her.She could feel his gaze on her—sharp, piercing, dangerous.Zayden stood before her, his tall frame imposing, his towel below waist revealing the his muscles of his sculpted abdomen . His patience had long since run out, and tonight, he wouldn’t tolerate defiance.“You will satisfy me,” he said, his voice smooth but cold. “Like any devoted Indian wife does for her husband.”Hema’s stomach churned. She had expected this, but hearing it aloud made her skin crawl. He expected submission. Expected her to become just another woman bound by duty, chained to a life she never wanted.She stood up immediately thinking why she has to be scared of him, meeting his gaze with defiance. “You can have me,”
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-03DEVIL’s GRIP Chapter 97-A Long Night and an Unwelcome Morning
The morning sun crept through the heavy curtains of Zayden’s bedroom, casting soft golden light over the tangled sheets and the two bodies entwined in them. Hema lay still, her body aching, exhaustion pulling her deeper into slumber. She couldn’t move—partly because of the soreness and partly because Zayden’s strong arms were wrapped around her, holding her tightly even in his sleep.She felt his slow, steady breaths against the crook of her neck, his warmth surrounding her like a cage. The weight of the night before lingered on her skin, a cruel reminder of the war she was trapped in. Her fingers curled into the blanket as she swallowed the lump in her throat.Hema shifted slightly, trying to ease out of his grasp. But as soon as she moved, his grip tightened, his arm pulling her flush against his chest.A deep, satisfied hum rumbled from his throat. “Where do you think you’re going?” he murmured, his voice thick with sleep, a smirk playing on his lips.Hema stiffened. She had to get
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-03DEVIL’s GRIP Chapter 98-A fantasy of baby
Hema descended the grand staircase, the soft fabric of her T-shirt brushing against her skin. The scent of fresh roses and burning sandalwood filled the air, but she barely noticed. Her mind was spinning, her heart pounding with unease.Her damp hair clung to her back, the strands dripping cold water onto the silk. She hadn’t bothered drying it—what was the point? Her body still ached, and her mind felt even more exhausted.Zayden, still lounging in bed, had noticed. He had watched her leave with her hair wet, a small smirk tugging at his lips. She must be too distracted to care, he thought. But he knew why. Soon, she’d learn there was no running from what he had planned for them.Hema wandered down the long hallway, pausing in front of an unfamiliar door. Something about it felt… different. It was slightly ajar, and inside, she could hear the faint sound of someone cleaning.Curious, she pushed the door open and stepped inside.Her breath caught.It was a baby’s room.The walls were
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-03DEVIL’s GRIP Chapter 99-Defiance Meets Dominion
Zayden walked through the hallways of his mansion, his mind still clouded with irritation from the morning’s events. He was still fuming over Hema’s defiance—how she dared to challenge him, how she had tried to protect that useless servant.She will learn soon enough.But as he turned a corner, he stopped in his tracks.There, standing in the living area, was the same middle-aged servant he had fired. She was quietly folding linens, her posture tense, as if afraid she’d be discovered.His eyes darkened instantly.“You,” his voice boomed, making her flinch. “What the hell are you still doing here?”The woman gasped, quickly lowering her head. “Sir, I—”“You were fired.” Zayden’s voice was cold, filled with dangerous authority. “Did you not understand my orders?”The woman trembled, unable to form words.Before he could lash out further, another voice cut through the tension.“I hired her back.”Zayden turned sharply, his gaze locking onto Hema as she stepped forward, her expression fir
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DEVIL’s GRIP Bonus chapter 2
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
DEVIL’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
DEVIL’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
