Dealing with the Devil [Yandere x Reader]

Chapter 49 - Mock

(Christian POV)

The morning light filtered softly through the curtains, casting a gentle glow across our bedroom. I woke to find Y/N snuggled close, her warmth a comforting presence beside me. For a moment, I let myself forget about the events of the previous night, savoring the peace of the present.

Y/N stirred and opened her eyes, a sleepy smile spreading across her face as she looked at me. "Good morning," she murmured, her voice soft and sweet.

"Good morning, love," I replied, pressing a kiss to her forehead. The normalcy of our routine felt like a balm, soothing the residual tension from the night before.

We spent the day together, losing ourselves in the simplicity of everyday life. Breakfast was a relaxed affair, filled with laughter and easy conversation. We wandered through the garden, our hands intertwined, enjoying the vibrant colors and fragrant blooms. The world outside our little haven seemed a distant memory, irrelevant in the face of our shared contentment.

In the afternoon, we decided to go for a walk in the nearby park. The sun was high, the sky a clear, endless blue. We strolled along the winding paths, talking about everything and nothing, our voices blending with the sounds of nature around us. It was moments like these that reminded me why I had done what I did, why I would go to any lengths to protect this life we had built.

As evening approached, we returned home, tired but happy. Y/N suggested we watch a movie, and we curled up on the couch, her head resting on my shoulder. The flickering images on the screen were a pleasant distraction, but my mind kept drifting back to the basement and the unfinished business waiting for me there.

Eventually, Y/N yawned and stretched, her eyelids heavy with sleep. "I think I'm going to head to bed," she said, standing up and giving me a kiss. "Are you coming?"

"In a bit," I replied, giving her a reassuring smile. "I just have a few things to finish up."

She nodded, her trust in me unwavering, and headed upstairs. I waited until I heard the soft click of our bedroom door closing before I stood and made my way to the basement.

The atmosphere shifted as I descended the stairs, the warmth of our home giving way to the cold, unyielding reality of what lay beneath. Jake was there, exactly as I had left him, his eyes widening with fear and anger as he saw me approach.

"Well, look who's still here," I said, my tone mocking. "How was your day, Jake?"

He glared at me, his voice hoarse from hours of shouting and pleading. "You're insane," he spat. "Y/N will find out what you've done. She'll leave you."

I laughed, a dark, mirthless sound that echoed off the concrete walls. "Oh, I don't think she will care," I replied, stepping closer. "You see, Jake, you underestimated her. She's stronger than you think. And she loves me, despite everything."

Jake struggled against his restraints, his frustration evident. "She deserves to know the truth," he insisted, his voice trembling.

"And she does," I said, my voice dropping to a whisper. "But the truth isn't what you think it is. The truth is that you're a threat, and I'm protecting her. The truth is that you never stood a chance."

He fell silent, the weight of his situation settling over him. I crouched down, meeting his gaze, my expression serious. "You see, Jake, I'm not just doing this for me. I'm doing it for her. Because I will do whatever it takes to keep her safe."

Jake's eyes filled with a mixture of fear and resignation. He knew there was no escape, no way out of the web he had entangled himself in. I stood up, my resolve firm, and turned to leave the basement.

As I ascended the stairs, I felt a sense of finality. Jake's fate was sealed, his threat neutralized. The loose ends that had haunted me were tied up, and our life could continue without the shadow of his interference.

Back in our bedroom, I found Y/N fast asleep, her face peaceful and serene. I slipped into bed beside her, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her close. She sighed contentedly, her body relaxing into mine.

In the darkness, I pressed a kiss to her temple and whispered, "I will always protect you." She murmured something in her sleep, a soft, indistinct sound that made me smile.

With Y/N in my arms, the weight of the world seemed to lift. No matter what lay ahead, I knew we would face it together. And as I closed my eyes, I let myself believe that this moment of peace would last forever.