All Chapters of Married to the Devil: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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Chapter 41–Don’t Miss Me Too Much

Natasha’s POV“Fuck.”Tristan cursed under his breath as I straddled his hips, pushing him flat onto his back. His cock twitched against my inner thigh, already hard and eager. I ignored it. Good. Let him feel the denial. My hands slid up his chest, nails dragging over his muscles. I traced the dark line of the tattoo under his breast, then moved higher until my palm rested against his throat, thumb brushing the underside of his jaw. I leaned down, my breasts brushing his chest, nipples grazing his skin, lips hovering just above his. His eyes darkened with hunger. “You like control,” I whispered, a wicked smile curving my lips. “But you love losing it even more.”I almost kissed him—almost. Instead, I pulled back just enough to deny him. “No.”His hands tightened on my waist, fingers digging in as he fought the urge to flip me over. I kissed him slowly, deeply. When I pulled away, I bit his lower lip until he hissed. Then I rose up on my knees, reached between us, and guided him

Chapter 42–Missed Me?

Natasha’s POVAs I stepped outside the house and started toward my car, I suddenly realized I didn’t take my keys. “Shit.”I was about to head back inside when a voice stopped me. “Mrs. Castillo,” one of the drivers called out respectfully. “Is everything okay?”“I left my car keys upstairs,” I replied calmly. “I could drive you,” he said. “Where would you like to go? I’ll get the car ready.”I shook my head. “It’s okay. I can drive myself.”He hesitated. “Are you sure? Mr Castillo usually prefers—”“I’m sure,” I insisted, my tone leaving no room for argument. “I’ll be just fine. Just pass me the keys.”He looked like he wanted to protest but eventually nodded and handed me the keys to one of Tristan’s cars.I hadn’t driven in a long time. And I wasn’t about to let anyone talk me out of it.He led me to the garage and pointed to a sleek car. “Here you go, ma’am. Drive safe, ma’am.”I managed a small smile. “Thank you.”I got into the car, started the engine and pulled out of the dr

Chapter 43–Past And Present

Natasha’s POVLucas. The man I loved. The man I had buried a thousand times in my head just so I could survive without him. I stared at him, unable to blink, unable to breathe. Every memory I had spent months trying to lock away came rushing back at once. His smile. His touch. His laugh. The way he used to look at me like I was the only person in the world. Everything. I had spent months mourning him. Months believing he was gone. Before I said “I do”, he was the only person on my mind. And now, he was sitting right in front of me. Alive. Looking at me with the same dark brown eyes I had once loved. “How are you alive?” Ananya’s voice cut through the air, sharp with disbelief. Lucas leaned back in his chair, that easy smile still on his face. “What you mean to say is, ‘Oh, hi, Lucas, how have you been?’ and I’ll go “what’s up, Ananya? I’ve been good. How are you too?’”“Are you for real right now?” Ananya’s tone was still sharp. “Is this a fucking joke?”I stood frozen, diffe

Chapter 44–I Want To Be Alone

Tristan’s POVI sat at the head of the table in the conference room with Daniel, three attorneys, and two financial advisors. They were reviewing the proposal that had been spread across the polished surface. A large screen displayed projected figures from Whitmore Industries. Debts. Assets. Projected losses. Recovery estimates. One of the financial advisors clicked the next slide. “Based on our analysis, the company is still redeemable.”Daniel snorted and leaned back in his chair. “That’s the encouraging version.”The advisor cleared his throat. “The realistic version is that Whitmore Industries needs immediate restructuring before the situation becomes irreversible.”I leaned back. “Let’s hear it.”The attorney sitting next to Daniel opened a folder. “First, we recommend a complete internal audit. Several departments have consistently underperformed over the last few years while consuming a significant portion of the company’s resources.”“Dead weight.” Daniel translated. The

Chapter 45–My Wife Is Hurting

Tristan’s POVIt was past two in the morning, and I was still awake. I couldn’t sleep. Not after finding Natasha in the state she was in last night. I took a deep, deliberate drag from the cigarette. My fifth one in a row. The smoke burned my lungs, but it wasn’t enough. Nothing was. I rested my forearm against the balcony railing and stared out into darkness.I had replayed the scene over and over since I left that room.I flicked the cigarette over the railing before heading back inside.The bedroom felt empty. Too quiet. I had grown used to her sleeping beside me—the soft sound of her breathing, the way she unconsciously moved closer in her sleep. My jaw tightened. The thought of her curled up on the floor made my blood boil. I wondered how she was doing right now. I rubbed a hand down my face. A heavy sense of frustration settled in my chest. Anger too. And I needed somewhere to put it. Or someone. I knew just the right person. I headed downstairs, my footsteps echoing th

Chapter 46–Away From You

Natasha’s POVAfter yesterday’s breakdown, I pushed myself up from the floor. I was still in the same gown. Everyone was probably asleep. I glanced at the wall clock—it was past three in the morning. My stomach growled loudly, but the thought of eating made me sick. I just couldn’t. I made my way downstairs to the kitchen and settled for a cup of coffee instead. I took a slow sip, letting the hot liquid burn my throat. Thoughts of Lucas being alive, Ananya’s harsh words—everything pressed down on me. She had made sense, and I had rarely seen her that upset. She had cursed more in those few minutes than I’d heard in years. Almost six months ago, I got a call saying Lucas didn’t make it after a car crash. Now I didn’t know what to believe. And last night, I pushed Tristan away. I knew he was only trying to help, but some things couldn’t be fixed. I exhaled slowly, staring into the dark liquid. Faint footsteps sounded from the living room. I walked to the kitchen entrance to see w

Chapter 47–Remind Me Not To Piss You Off

Tristan’s POV Natasha’s words hit me harder than I wanted to admit. The way she stepped back from me like I was something dangerous. Maybe I was. But right now, that didn’t matter. The only thing that mattered was getting that bastard cleaned up. He couldn’t die yet. Not when I still needed him breathing. I picked up my phone and dialed a number, glancing at the wall clock. It was almost four-thirty. I needed this handled before the staff would wake up and go about their day. “Tristan.” The voice came through on the other line, sharp. “Eric,” I replied. “How fast can you get here?” “Is there a problem?” “Yeah, probably.” “How bad?” I rubbed the back of my neck. “A very deep cut.” “Okay. I’ll meet you in twenty minutes.” “Good.” I ended the call. The blood on my chest was starting to dry up. I stepped into the bathroom and cleaned myself up. Twenty-five minutes later, Eric pulled into the driveway. I was already waiting outside for him. He grabbed

Chapter 48–Hello, Sister

Natasha’s POV For the first time since I stepped into this house, I had a room to myself. I’d always wanted one.It should have felt good—refreshing even, but it didn’t. Nothing about it was normal. I managed to sleep after the chaos from earlier. I stretched lazily on the bed, trying to sit up properly. It suddenly struck me. Why exactly was I upset earlier? Was it about Lucas? Was it the blood? Anyone would have reacted that way when their husband suddenly showed up in the middle of the night, smeared with blood. Maybe I should apologize to him. No. I did nothing wrong. He was covered in blood and was sneaky about it. Something must have happened. The sound of my phone cut through my thoughts. I reached for my purse on the night stand and pulled it out. There were multiple notifications from Ananya, from Tristan, and an unknown number. The unknown one caught my attention. I opened the message. I need to see you. —Lucas.How did he get my contact? “Come on, Natasha,” I mu

Chapter 49–You have No Idea

Natasha’s POV. “Victoria.”“Who would’ve thought I'd bump into Natasha Wh—“ She paused. “Where are my manners? I mean… Mrs. Natasha Castillo. How have you been?”“I’ve been good, Victoria.”The smile on her face refused to fade, and it was starting to irritate me. I was about to turn toward the café when she spoke again, stopping me. “I heard from a little bird that Lucas is alive.”“And?”“And don’t you think it’s quite the coincidence that you’re here at your favorite spot?”Hold on…How did she even know that? We were never close enough for her to know something like that. “How did you even—” I stopped myself. “You know what? Never mind.”Victoria’s smile widened. “Oh, sister. I just need you to be careful.”“Relax, Victoria,” I fired back calmly. “I might start to think you actually care about me.”“Of course, I do. When have I ever not?”I scoffed. “The joke writes itself.”Something flickered across her face before the smile returned. “Looks like Tristan is finally saving t

Chapter 50–Do You Love Him?

Natasha’s POVThe words hit me like ice water. I jerked back, yanking my wrist free from his grip. My pulse thundered so hard I could hear it in my ears. “And you know nothing about Tristan,” I hissed, my voice shaking with anger. “First, you disappeared on me. You showed up out of nowhere. Demanded to see me. Told me you love me and you came back for me. And now you think you have the right to question my husband?”I took a step back, breathing hard.“Don’t you have a single ounce of shame, Lucas?”Lucas's jaw clenched, but I didn’t give him a chance to respond. “You don’t get to disappear for six months and walk back into my life acting like you’re the victim.”He looked around. I could feel the whole café staring at us. I didn’t care. A flicker of frustration crossed his face. “You think this is easy for me?”“Easy?” I laughed bitterly. “You think grieving you was easy?”He opened his mouth, but I didn't let him speak. “I buried you, Lucas.” My voice broke. “Maybe not physical

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