Devilish secretary - Chapter 330

Chapter 330: Chapter 330 Kai
She leaned in close, eyes gleaming with a wicked gleam.

“And then I want you to throw her away. Leave her in pieces. Ruined.”

Kai let out a low whistle, clearly entertained. “Damn, sis… you really know how to hold a grudge.”

Sienna laughed softly…dark and hollow. “This isn’t a grudge, Kai. This is justice.”

After his chat with Sienna, Kai let out a low whistle, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. He walked out of the facility and straight toward his sleek, black sports car–expensive and loud enough to turn heads when it roared to life.

He already knew where to go.

Leia’s apartment wasn’t far, and more importantly, he already knew her well. They’d crossed paths more than once, and she’d always treated him like family.

When he rang the bell, the door opened almost immediately.

“Kai?” Leia blinked, surprised and then broke into a warm smile before pulling him into a hug. “What are you doing here?”

Kai hugged her back briefly but didn’t waste time.

“Leia,” he said with a sharp smile, “I won’t take much of your time. Sienna said if I came to you, you’d give me everything you know about a women named Lilith.”

The moment he said her name, Leia’s expression changed.

The warmth in her face vanished. Her arms dropped to her sides. Her jaw tightened.

Because of Lilith, her best friend—Sienna was sitting behind bars. And Leia hadn’t forgotten.

“Alright,” she said coolly, walking to her table. She grabbed her phone, unlocked it, and tapped through her photo gallery.

“She’s Sebastian’s girlfriend,” Leia said, turning the screen toward him. “Lilith.”

Kai leaned in, eyes narrowing slightly as he took in the images.

The girl in the photos was striking.

Blue eyes, sharp and haunting. Long, silky black hair that curled slightly at the ends. Her figure was stunning: graceful yet strong, with curves in all the right places. Her face was the kind you didn’t forget easily.

Calm on the surface, but with something wild beneath.

Kai raised his brows, lips parting in a slow grin. “Damn…”

Leia watched him carefully.

“She’s not just pretty,” she muttered. “She’s smart, manipulative… she played innocent and made Sienna look like the villain.”

Kai chuckled, still staring at the photo. “No wonder Sebastian fell. She’s… dangerous.”

He pulled the phone a little closer, memorizing her face.

And then, with a gleam in his eye, he handed it back.

“Perfect. Thanks, sis.”

Leia crossed her arms. “You’re really going to do it?”

Kai smirked. “Of course. Gonna make her fall for me… and then watch her shatter.”

As Kai walked out of Leia’s apartment building, the crisp afternoon breeze tousled his hair. The images of Lilith were still fresh in his head, her cool blue eyes, that quiet confidence, and that dangerously pretty face. He could already feel the thrill of the game beginning to stir inside him.

He slid into the driver’s seat of his car, engine purring to life with a single press. But before he could even shift into gear, his phone started buzzing.

He glanced at the screen and sighed.

“Old Man.”

Rolling his eyes, Kai answered the call and held the phone to his ear with a lazy grin. “What’s up, Dad?”

“What’s up?!” came the sharp, gravelly voice on the other end. “Where the hell are you, brat?! Didn’t I tell you to come home early today?”

Kai winced slightly but didn’t lose his smirk. “Yeah, yeah, I know. But something came up.”

Mr. Blake’s voice crackled with annoyance. “Something came up? I’ve got relatives sitting in the living room waiting to meet you! You think they’ve got all day to waste on your sorry schedule?”

Kai leaned back in his seat, staring out at the snowy road ahead. “Let them wait. Or tell them I got kidnapped by one of your enemies. That’ll make dinner exciting.”

“Don’t joke with me!” his father snapped. “You have responsibilities, Kai! Just because you’re the youngest doesn’t mean you get to run around the city like a stray cat!”

Kai scoffed. “No, I run around the city like a Blake. And last time I checked, no one complained when I closed your last million-dollar deal with a smile.”

There was a pause on the other end. Mr. Blake’s tone dropped, now quieter but no less commanding.

“I didn’t build this empire so you could play games with women and enemies like it’s a soap opera. You’ve already caused enough mess in the past. Don’t forget what happened in Berlin.”

Kai’s expression flickered for just a second, then returned to his usual calm.

“I remember. I also cleaned it up, didn’t I?”

A sigh came through the line. Less angry. More tired. “Kai… I just want you home. Tonight. No excuses.”

Kai closed his eyes for a beat. “Fine. I’ll come.”

“Good,” Mr. Blake said gruffly. “And dress like someone who belongs to this family. You walk in with ripped jeans again, and I swear—”

“Yeah, yeah. No jeans. No lip rings. No scandal. Got it.”

“Kai—”

He hung up before the old man could say anything else.

Tossing the phone onto the passenger seat, Kai exhaled and glanced at his reflection in the rearview mirror.

“Home sweet hell.”

But even as he turned the wheel and pulled into the road, his mind wasn’t on his father, or the waiting relatives.

It was still on Lilith.

And the delicious challenge that had just begun.

When Kai finally pulled into the long driveway of the Blake estate, the towering mansion loomed ahead like a royal prison. Lights glowed behind tall windows, casting golden slants across the snow-covered ground. Everything was spotless, sharp, cold just like his childhood.

He didn’t bother changing clothes.

Still in his fitted black shirt and pants, rings gleaming on nearly every finger, Kai stepped out of the car and adjusted his sleeves. He looked like trouble and walked like he owned the place.

The moment he entered the grand hall, a voice echoed with faint curiosity.

“Oh… he’s your son?”

The speaker was a distant older relative, the type who wore too much cologne and liked to gossip about family disgrace over wine.

Kai grinned as he stepped fully into view, hands in his pockets, black boots clicking against the marble.

“One and only son of Mr. Blake,” he said smoothly, eyes scanning the small gathering in the lavish drawing room. “Right, old man?”

He glanced at Mr. Blake, who stood across the room near the fireplace, arms folded, jaw tight, eyes glaring.

But Kai’s smirk only widened as he turned to the room again and added lightly, “Or do you have a few more seeds scattered around the city?”