All Chapters of A dance with the villian : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Lila's pov He pulled back just slightly, his lips turning with a sarcastic grin. "Miss me much?" His tone was light, but I could see the tension in his eyes, the way he was trying to keep things normal, even though we both knew that we had history. I gave him a forced smile and scoffed. "Yeah, sure, Damon. I was just waiting for you to show up and ruin my night." The sarcasm was thick in my voice, but it was all I had left. I stepped away from him, leaning against the balcony railing, staring out at the stars. The world outside seemed so peaceful I wonder if my life could ever feel that way again. “You were right,” I murmured, my voice was hollow. “About everything. Every little detail. Alex has been using me throughout our entire five years together. And I... I let him.” I let out a bitter laugh, but it didn’t feel like a laugh at all. It was broken, cracked. And then, as if it had been waiting to escape, tears started falling from my eyes. I wiped at them angrily, but the

He nodded, his jaw was clenched, and his fists balled at his sides. "I’m asking you to help me expose them, Lila. Help me take them down. You know what they did now. To other families. To Isaac. And to you" His eyes were full of pain, but there was also something darker there, something I didn’t fully understand. "I can’t do this alone. I need someone on the inside. Someone who knows what it’s like to be broken by them, to have everything torn apart by their lies." I shook my head, my hands trembling. "But Damon... you’re talking about revenge. About becoming what they made you." He stepped closer, his presence felt overwhelming. "And you think I haven’t thought about that?" he said, his voice rising. "Do you think I enjoy being the villain? No, Lila. But if they want me to be a monster, I’ll be the biggest one they’ve ever seen. And I’ll drag them down with me. I’m doing this for us—for everyone they’ve hurt. For the people who can’t fight back." His eyes softened, his voice be

Lila’s POVDo you have to go?” His voice was soft, almost pleading, as his arms tightened around me. “The medical conference takes about two days, how will I cope without you”Ah, the conference. How could I forget?It was the perfect excuse, one I’d painstakingly planned. A real event, something he could easily verify if he decided to check. But I wouldn’t be attending. No, today wasn’t about medical advancements or networking with colleagues. Today was about meeting Damon and taking another step toward uncovering the truth.I turned slightly in his arms, looking up at him with fake regret. “I do,” I said. “It’s important. You know how these things are.”How funny. Alex, the same man who essentially forced me to give up my career as a doctor, now seemed perfectly fine with me attending a medical conference. Not just fine—encouraging, even. He’d offered to arrange everything, from travel to accommodations. Suspicious didn’t even begin to cover it.Was this guilt? A sudden desire to “s

Lila's pov I glanced out of the window, confusion swirling in my mind. I couldn’t make sense of the streets we were passing. They looked unfamiliar, like we were heading into some part of the city I’d never been before. My heart was still pounding in my chest, but it wasn’t just the adrenaline from before anymore. There was a strange, unsettling feeling about where Damon was taking me. Speaking of Damon, I couldn’t help but notice how different he looked. He was dressed so casually, far from the superhero costume I was used to seeing him in. The hoodie and jeans he wore made him seem more approachable, almost... normal. And damn it, he looked good. Too good. Even in his relaxed attire, there was something effortlessly attractive about him. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him, and it seemed like he noticed. A smirk tugged at his lips as he shot me a quick glance. "Can't take your eyes off me, huh?" he said. "I guess I look better than your husband, don't I?" I rolled my eyes, tr

Lila’s POV:I stood in front of the house, and my breath stopped in my chest. Damon had called this place his “little sanctuary,” but nothing about it screamed “little.” The house was massive, a mansion that looked like it belonged to someone much more powerful than I could comprehend. It looked like something out of a dream—or a nightmare. There was a circular driveway, with shiny black cars parked around the courtyard.Oh my fucking God.I couldn’t believe it. This wasn’t just a house. It was a fortress. The kind of place you only saw in movies, the kind where people who had everything—and wanted to keep it all—lived.“You call this a little sanctuary?” I muttered, my voice was filled with disbelief.Damon glanced over at me, his smirk never fading. “It’s cozy,” he said, with a laugh that made me feel like I was missing something.He led me toward the massive oak doors, pushing them open with ease. As soon as we stepped inside, I was hit by the huge size of the place. The entryway