All Chapters of Dangerous Liaisons: Love in the Shadows: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Susan's desperation was palpable as she struggled against my grip. She knew, just as well as I did, that she had no escape now. Even if she managed to wriggle free from my grasp, the danger loomed over her like a shadow. Clyde held all the cards, and I could easily tip the scales against her at any moment. I watched her with a mixture of pity and disdain as she pleaded. It was a pitiful sight, really, to see someone so utterly powerless in the face of their own demise. But I couldn't afford to let my guard down, not for a second. Susan's fate rested in my hands, and I held all the power. "Only by revealing the truth can you save yourself," I uttered, my voice dripping with icy resolve. The weight of the situation hung heavily in the air. Susan's eyes widened, a flicker of fear dancing within them, as she mustered the courage to respond. Her voice trembled, betraying the doubt that lingered in her mind. "But how can I possibly trust you?" she questioned, her words laced with skeptici

As I stood there, my heart pounding against my ribcage, I was utterly shocked. The words she spoke seemed to hang in the air, surreal and unbelievable. At first, I couldn't fathom that any of it could be true. How could it? She wanted me to go with her, to meet her master. A master who, to my astonishment and horror, turned out to be none other than my own father. The same father who had cast me aside the moment I drew my first breath, who had never shown me an ounce of love or compassion. The very same man who had orchestrated the demise of my beloved mother. The enormity of her request weighed heavily on my mind. To confront the man who had caused me so much pain, who had shaped my life in ways I couldn't begin to comprehend, seemed like an insurmountable task. As I weighed my options, the thought of marrying Clyde solely for the purpose of revenge seemed like a tempting prospect. After all, what better way to make him pay for the pain he had caused me than to tie him to me for li

A sharp intake of breath escaped my lips as Susan leaped out of the window, her form disappearing into the inky blackness below. Without a moment's hesitation, I sprinted towards the open window, my heart pounding in my chest as I frantically wished to save her. But before I could reach her, a deafening thud echoed through the room, freezing me in my tracks. Dread pooled in the pit of my stomach as I realized the source of the sound, my hands trembling uncontrollably at the thought of what awaited me below. As I stood there, rooted to the spot, a cacophony of noises erupted from outside the window, assaulting my senses with their intensity. The once peaceful day air was now filled with the chaotic symphony of distant gasps, shouting voices, and the unmistakable wail of approaching danger. It was chaos outside, people running in every direction, their hurried footsteps echoing off the walls, mingling with the occasional scream from the maids. My heart pounded in my chest as I stood f

I wanted him to leave me alone, but no matter how loudly I yelled at him to get out, he wouldn't listen. Clyde just stood there, a stubborn and unyielding presence in my room. His eyes held a mixture of determination and something darker, something I couldn't quite place. It made my skin crawl. "Should I start distributing our wedding cards since you denied to go back to your dad?" he asked, his tone dripping with sarcasm. Each word he spoke felt like a sharp jab, cutting deeper into the wounds I was desperately trying to heal. Clyde paused, his gaze never leaving mine. Then he leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a low, almost seductive whisper. "This only means one thing." My breath hitched as his words hung in the air between us, heavy and suffocating. I could feel the heat of his breath against my skin, sending shivers down my spine. He continued, his voice barely audible now but laced with an intensity that sent chills through me. "That you want to take revenge on him for d

It had been a week since I arrived here, and the days seemed to stretch on endlessly, each one more suffocating than the last. Clyde had wasted no time in making his intentions clear—he wanted me to marry him. I hadn’t said yes, not immediately. But how could I outright refuse when the truth had come crashing down on me like a tidal wave? My father, ruthless and unyielding, was hell-bent on destroying Carmine, all because of me. The thought of Carmine fighting a battle he hadn't asked for, one he was drawn into just because he cared for me, twisted my insides with guilt. Every day I spent here, isolated and under Clyde's watchful eye, only amplified the helplessness gnawing at me. And now, as I lay on my bed, staring up at the ceiling, the weight of everything pressed down on me. The evening light filtered through the curtains, casting long shadows across the room. This was the time when Clyde and I were supposed to have dinner together, a routine that had quickly become a daily rit