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Chapter 5 A deal with the devil

Word Count: 1223    |    Released on: 28/05/2025

I

sleep. No

mine, how soft they felt on my lips, the look in his eyes when he broke

othing. Ju

n my eyes rested on his lips longer than I expected. I sighed, getting up

ually, I

t had anything to eat since yesterd

rk with. The kitchen was literally empty, did this guy e

ontainer of flour somew

," I muttered,

d took out some eggs also. I

st was ready. I made so

two servings, neatly on a tray,

lked in, already clothed in his designer

handsome with the way his not-so-

ping, half doubting that he'd actually join me. Hoping? Yea

tings either-was that so

g table, drew out a chair,

his own portion, I didn't even g

stared, waiting for his

ued eatin

oo, and at intervals,

, my eyes lingering longer, the mem

d grabbed his bag and car keys, which he had dro

low

ed. "Wh

Riven," he spat, walking out immedia

pening the trunk. Inside were bags, designer

ssistant handled it. You've been wearing the same outfit

aw tightening. "

didn't reply, didn't e

room-second doo

leaving me standing on the driveway, clutching

gate long after

ed sigh esc

t last night; he didn't brin

iss off my mind? It felt both

inside, and eventually upstair

walked in. The room

ed as I dropped t

ok around

ith a chair and tabl

ard

oom, which contained both the bathroom and r

o the room and op

spee

, undies. In fact, every singl

pt on my fa

muttered as I walked into t

later, I

otions and walked

skin. When I was done-unconsciousl

bably the ones who gave me this

rhetor

ssed in one of the gowns and

the sitting room, I took the remote and turned on the TV.

E

han usual, didn't really have

the first place. And about last night-I don't know what exactly came over me.

sound from the TV stopped

She probably slept off while watching the show

posite her, she turned her fac

ips I kissed last night. I brushed it

idn't

it a

no mov

r, and she got up, scratch

immediately, not giving her a

e me a reply;

ntin

before then. The marriage is going to last for six months. Afterwards, you can do whatever you want with your

p this marriage-of-a-thing on me like it's s

ed like

both my hands re

repeatin

I fucking ow

to, and also, I wasn't asking for y

r, my voice dropp

to run, you'

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