All Chapters of Locked in the Devil's Deal: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Emery eyes widened in shock, her jaw dropped. These were images of Jonathan on life support. She glanced at the living figure before her and the lifeless man in the photography. She knew nothing about the car crash, it hadn't been announced on the news. She held the pictures firmly examining them, the pictures were inscribed with dates. How come she knew nothing about this?Tears streamed down her face, this was the exact year and date she had gone searching for him. Emery felt he had left her without a trace after toiling with her feelings. Jonathan frowned, he took out a handkerchief and handled it over to her.Emery wiped off her tears and they flowed back out, forcing its way out of her eye socket. The pictures were heartbreaking. Her heart tightened, the image in the photo made her shiver, she felt suffocated around her chest area. It felt like she wasn't having enough air. The warm tears soaked her veil, making it stick to her face, she could barely recognize the man in the ph

“Ouch,” Camila rolled over on her bed. Her face creased into a tight frown, “What the fuck!” She growled. Her head hurts so bad. It felt like drums were being played inside her head. She clutched her head tightly, her eyes became blood hot from the immense pain she felt. “Gosh!” She yelled. A maid rushed over, “Ma'am, this would help with the hangover.” Camila opened her eyes with difficulty staring at her maid, “What the fuck is that?” She asked.“Hangover soup,” the maid replied. Camila took the soup, gulping it down, and after a few minutes she felt better. “What happened?” She said looking around her room.“Ma'am, you came back home so drunk last night.” The maid explained. “Oh!” She exclaimed, giving herself a soothing head massage to help relieve the pain completely. She rested her body back on the bed’s furniture trying to recall what had happened. Last night events flashed through my eyes, everything seemed normal. She had been so busy shooting on the set and had to ta

Emery thoughts swirled in chaos, she moved towards Camila. Her eyes scanned through her pale body. One could clearly see Darren's fingerprint on her neck. Emery didn't know how to react, she stood there in silence. After regaining herself, Camila stood up with difficulty, her whole body felt so weak and out of energy. Emery rendered her support which Camila didn't appreciate. Camila pushed her hands away glaring at her with killing intent, Emery's heart tightened. “I'm so Sorry,” she apologized. Darren squeezed the document he was reading glaring at Emery. “Why the hell are you apologizing? She had slapped you!” His cold tune made the atmosphere drop to a few degrees. “You had almost killed her, stupid!” Emery yelled in her head. “I would have died with so much guilt if that had happened.” She said in her thoughts. Emery felt so helpless, all Darren ever did was to complicate things for her.His words sounded like a reminder, setting Emery at a loss. Why was he standing up for

“Not at all sir, I'm happy she could be of help to you. She could resume work tomorrow.” Her boss replied.Hearing this, Emery heaved a sigh of relief. After a few words with the WhistleBlower, Darren disconnected the call, “Emery, come to my office right now!” He commanded.“I haven't had breakfast,” she lamented.Darren laughed, a few minutes ago she didn't think of breakfast. It seems he valued her job more than him. “I would order a sumptuous breakfast for you, come here right now!”After he was done talking he disconnected the call. The smile on his face widened, Emery was a foodie, she wouldn't want to miss the breakfast he mentioned. “You look good when you smile,” the man in front of him complimented him. This made Darren frown, the man's laughter echoed through Darren’s office. It was barely thirty minutes, Emery was right in front of Darren, scanning her eyes around his office like a hawk. “Where's my sumptuous breakfast?” she demanded.Darren smiled, he pointed towards h

The timer on the microwave beeped, Emery took out the meal. She sat beside the washing basin, eating her meal. It was at the right temperature.Emery washed the dishes, arranging them properly, and she made her way back into the study.The chair she had been sitting on right now felt like a seat of thorns. She made her way towards her bedroom, scanning her eyes through the room, her eyes settled on the pillows on the bed. Emery smiled, she moved towards the bed picking up two pillows. She heads back to her study, placing the pillows on the chair. Just as she had imagined, sitting on it felt so soft and comfortable. “I need to get a good couch,” she muttered, she folded her sleeves and got back to work.“Let's see what I can fish out from all this,” she said with excitement, searching through the other folders.Just then, her gaze fell upon the letter headed contract. Her brow furrowed in concentration as a frown creased her forehead. "What is this?" she murmured to herself, her voic