FALLING IN LOVE WITH THE DEVIL'S SON

A CA

Grant, my husband's father, announced and everyone rai

ted spinning and my eyelids became heavy with a sudden drowsiness. My

cked

ty. He was getting married. To

hour

wim through oceans and move mountains for your sake " The words

pounding and my mouth felt dry and sticky. I tried lifting my hand to my f

ed? I though

sit up, but a wave of dizziness washed over me and I fell back onto the bed

ell where I had spent the l

was the last thi

A voice I knew all too well. My husband, Luke Grant.

m the bed and that was when I was able to make out my environment. I was in a famil

a holdi

e actua

ll trying to wrap my mind around the

of an iron desk. His gesticulation drew my attention to the middle aged man at th

resentative of the Grant family, served as my law

air, breathing heavily. Luke and his Lawyer strode to the opposite chairs and settled down, his gaze s

ou were getting out?" Luke asked

ted when I got out but I didn't tell him even when every part of me wanted to. I

he one being

end all that was going on here. The Lawyer, Mr. Sanchez

ly crashed when my eyes caught the content of the file he ha

CE PA

ll up in my eyes. Everything was suddenly beginni

. What does it look like?" he

o another woman?" My lips wobbled as I belt out the words to him, sounding unintelligen

This was way too mu

d you ever think for a second that I would stay married to an ex-convict lik

. That was al

s or what he was about to make me do. Bu

remember?" I asked, using my palm to wipe away the

rs, you are still this gullible and naive. It was so easy to convin

ent," I muttered, glancing at the man who I had sacrificed my life for in the

way you foolishly signed all the proper

, as it was all becomi

d you. I was just supposed to marry yo

mean?" This t

back and divorce your sorry ass. And then, the accident happened. That was a

y life until cancer stole him away from me, and he willed all his

" I spat, realizing I was

se my patience," he snapped, banging his fist hard on

r, as fear began to creep all over me. I didn't even know why

from the other side of the table towards him, s

o one will fucking know because you have no one. No one fucking cares about you,

r and I let out a deep exhale, I stared at the papers as tears streamed down my cheeks eve

tood up from the chair, "Good girl. You can st

vil than let you ever touc

loyal spectator. He was about to pull the doorknob when he paused, swerving his face around to glance at me, "Elena, if

body in a shallow grave in th

apsed to the floor as soon as the door clicked back in place, letting all my

so fu