All Chapters of The Devil Has Feelings Too : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Azzurra The next morning, I woke up with Luna Vienna’s words still ringing in my head. "Be careful. In a world ruled by men, a woman must be twice as ruthless to survive." I didn’t know if she meant it as a warning, a lesson, or both. But one thing was clear, Luna Vienna wasn’t a woman to underestimate. And neither was Andrea. As I made my way through the servants' quarters, I caught sight of her down the hall, speaking in hushed tones with a few of the other high-ranking women. Her expression was poised, her laughter soft and deceptive. But when her gaze flicked to me, the amusement disappeared. For a moment, we just stared at each other. A silent challenge. I didn’t look away first. With a small smirk, Andrea turned back to her conversation, but I knew she hadn’t forgotten about yesterday. Neither had I. I kept my head down and continued walking, gripping my cleaning supplies a little tighter. I had just finished my morning tasks when a maid rushed in, breathle

Azzurra I was grateful—grateful to God, to fate, to whatever force had given me the strength to push him away before I lost myself. Before I surrendered to the temptation of his lips, his touch, his presence that made it impossible to think straight. My heart pounded, my breath uneven as I pushed him away with all the strength I could muster. Adriano barely moved, his body solid like a damn wall, but he let me go, his dark eyes watching me with something between amusement and frustration. I took a shaky breath, gripping the edge of the nearby table to steady myself. My pulse was still racing, but not entirely from fear. That was the problem. I clenched my fists and glared at him. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” My voice came out sharper than I intended, but I didn’t care. Adriano tilted his head slightly, looking at me like the answer was obvious. “What does it look like?” I swallowed hard, my skin still tingling from where his hands had been. He made it sound so

ADRIANO I ran a hand down my face, exhaling sharply as I watched Azzurra bolt out of my room like the damn house was on fire. My mother, meanwhile, stood in the doorway with the same infuriatingly calm expression she always wore; cool, composed, and completely fucking unreadable. I clenched my jaw. "Did you have to do that?" Luna Vienna lifted an elegant brow. "Do what?" I let out a humorless laugh. "Really? You barge into my room, unannounced, scare the shit out of Azzurra, and now you're playing dumb?" She stepped inside like she owned the place, which, technically, she did. She smoothed a hand over the sleeve of her dress, gaze flicking over my still-unbuttoned shirt with a look of mild disapproval. "You should be thanking me." "For what?" I snapped. "For stopping you from making a mistake," she said simply. "That girl isn’t worth the trouble, Adriano." My fists clenched. "You don’t get to decide that." Her lips twitched slightly, like she was amused by my defian

AZZURRA Being Andrea’s personal maid wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. At first, I hated the idea. Wearing this ridiculous uniform that barely covered anything, following Andrea around like a lost puppy and dealing with her mood swings? It sounded like a fucking nightmare. But after a few weeks, I started to realize something Andrea didn’t actually hate me. Oh, she was still a spoiled brat, still annoying as hell, but she wasn’t cruel. She didn’t treat me like shit the way some of the other rich assholes in this house did. Maybe it was because she secretly enjoyed my suffering, or maybe just maybe it was because I knew about her little habit. The one where I found her spying on the Beta.Andrea never brought it up, but there was a gleam in her eye sometimes, like she was waiting for me to say it.Not happening. But there was something else I noticed about her. Every night, she came home late. Drunk and she always smelled like different colognes. One night, it was

AZZURRA The girl was adjusting well. It had been slow at first. She barely spoke, she flinched at sudden movements, and she ate like someone who was afraid her food would be taken away, but gradually, she started to change. She no longer hesitated before taking a second helping of food. She didn’t jump every time Andrea slammed a door open, which happened often. And, the biggest change of all, she smiled. Not often, not fully, but there were moments when her lips curved slightly, and her eyes softened. Andrea pretended she didn’t care. She acted like she hadn’t noticed the girl was warming up to them, but I knew better. I saw how she always made sure the girl had enough food, how she tossed a blanket over her when she fell asleep on the couch, and how she deliberately told stupid jokes just to coax a reaction out of her. It was nice. Almost peaceful. Then Adriano and Luna Vienna came back, and that peace shattered. The moment Andrea got the news, her entire demeanor changed