All Chapters of Contract With The Devil's Mafia: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"Miss," Desi calls as she brings Miya a change of clothes. Tonight, she picked a soft dress with a soft blue mini flower print. "Dinner is set on the dining table, and Mr. Sawyer is waiting there."Okay." Miya couldn't very well ignore this. Signing the contract with Damian meant she had to stick to what it said. At least the guy was as cold as the North Pole, but he was true to his word and helped her through a difficult time. The news of her getting into trouble with Veronica Lodge had completely disappeared. There was no mention of it whatsoever. Even the news that had made the rounds on several well-known gossip sites was no longer there. The comments section that Miya had filled also disappeared.So, what could Miya do but follow Damian Sawyer's instructions? The man had the power to silence others.Not long after, Miya was ready to head to the dining room, which was down the hall from her room. While she was staying in the mansion, Miya's room was on the left side of the buildin

It's been a week since Miya's life changed completely. In terms of her material needs and the facilities she has access to, Miya believes it's the same as it was when she was living her previous life. That said, there are a few things… Miya admits that what she receives now is far more luxurious.The spacious three-story house is Miya's primary residence. We're not counting the servants because, as Miya sees it, their job is to take care of the house and make sure she gets what she needs. To be more precise, they were there to watch over and guard Miya. Just in case the girl ran away. But Miya would have to think long and hard if the intention and opportunity were there.Damian Sawyer wasn't one to show mercy to those who disobeyed. The eyes, as dark as night, told Miya without a word. This guy was convincing, making Miya change her mind about running away from the house."No one's waiting for me anyway," Miya said as she took a sip of orange juice. The air was warm enough that even t

Miya groaned. Her whole body hurt, especially her groin. Her back was also a bit sore, it felt as if she couldn't move her body too much. Her eyes blinked slowly, trying to find her consciousness so that Miya could know where she was.The room, dominated by gray and white, looked unfamiliar. The large bed, which was already out of shape, was also unfamiliar to Miya. Although she had only been living in Damian's mansion for a week, Miya had begun to memorize every side of her room. It began to be dominated by colors that were much more vivid than before.But this time, her eyes could only find parts of the room that were very unfamiliar. She didn't recognize anything except... a black suit hanging neatly near the dressing table."Whose room is this?" she asked as she tried to get up. "Ugh!" She held her shoulder. It had been a long time since her left shoulder had hurt, but this time the pain started again. Miya's memory began to replay the events she had experie

Damian decided to open the window in the room that looks out onto the balcony. He opened the window to let the night breeze into his room, which is decorated in soft cream colours. The owner of this room is looking for someone with a warm personality. Unfortunately, that wasn't Damian Sawyer.Once again, the night breeze messed up Damian's rather curly and thick hair. The view in front of him was just a line of tall trees and an artificial lake that reflected the moonlight. It was peaceful, but not exactly what Damian needed. His thoughts were already racing. His hands clenched on the balcony railing, and his jaw tightened. Leonard Sawyer was still on Damian's mind. If it weren't for the position Leonard holds, there's no doubt he'd be in Damian's court.The middle-aged man had done a lot of things that had caused a lot of harm to Damian's company. No, it wasn't. It wasn't entirely Damian's until the time came—about two years away. The time will come when Damian also must introduce th

"I asked the head chef to prepare your favorite breakfast, Damian," Rebecca said with a smile as he arrived. The man just stared straight ahead with no expression at all, including to the dishes that were already served."Hudson," Damian called to his mother's assistant, who was always close by. Sometimes Damian had to be patient with Hera Sawyer's demanding ways."Yes, sir." Hudson soon came over. He handed the perfectly pressed black blazer to its owner. "Your car is all ready to go, but I think it would be best if you went first. I'm sure Mrs. Hera is looking forward to this rare opportunity."Damian shot Hudson a sardonic look, which was met with a submissive gaze from the mother's assistant."Darling," Rebecca called out again. She knew her husband had ignored her, but she wasn't going to give up. When was the last time Damian was going to be back at the house? She decided not to miss this chance to spend a little more time with Damian."What