The Devil Who Bought Me
Natalie Grimaldi has always been a fighter. Rebellious, sharp-tongued, and unwilling to break under pressure, she’s spent most of her life enduring the cruelty of her uncle, Gideon Grimaldi , a greedy man who raised her only to use her as a pawn.
When Gideon announces that she’s to marry Viktor Roman, a Russian billionaire twice her age, in exchange for a debt settlement, Natalie is furious, broken and frustrated. On the day of the wedding something unexpected happens she is claimed in a contract marriage by California's most feared Italian Mafia family, LORENZO DE LUCA.
She finds herself being sold twice!!
Lorenzo doesn't know her name, doesn't care about her except his own gains(the real reason he bought her) but something in her fire, her refusal to bow, stirred something long buried in him. He buys her for something much more deeper —nothing more. But Natalie refuses to break. Even as he claims her body, her life, she hides her heart, planning escape, revenge, and freedom.
But the longer she remains under Lorenzo's roof, the more she begins to see cracks in his stone facade: his silence, his shadows, his haunting grief and most of all HIS SECRET. The real reason he bought her. And against every wall she’s built, Natalie begins to feel the tug of something she vowed never to give him—sympathy. Maybe even more.
As Natalie secretly builds her own power, forging connections and learning the dark truths behind Lorenzo's empire, she must face the hardest question of all:
Can she destroy the man who bought her, if he’s the first one who ever saw her?
Or will she fall for the devil who was never meant to love?
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Chapter: Chapter Fifty-Nine : Seeds Of betrayal The chill of the marble floor seeped through Natalie’s silk slippers as she moved through the darkened halls. Moonlight, thin and silver, sliced through the tall archways, painting stark shadows that danced with her every step. The mansion, usually a hive of quiet activity, now held its breath, a vast, opulent tomb. She clutched a small, leather-bound notebook, its pages filled with the meticulous script of Anita’s observations, Lucian’s whispered hints, and Isabella's unwitting revelations. Every detail, every overheard conversation, every seemingly innocuous fact about Lorenzo’s empire, she had committed to paper, a weapon forged in secret. Her destination: Lorenzo’s private study. Isabella had whispered so obviously about the room and how it held all the family secrets. "That room is timeless, You don't need to ask random people questions. All your answers were there." she has said. How she knew, Natalie couldn't fathom, Given that she had come to stay with her in the de Luca
Last Updated: 2025-10-31
Chapter: Chapter Fifty-eight : Blurred lines The attack, though repelled, left an unsettling residue. Lorenzo tightened security, his movements more watchful, his gaze more intense. He still pursued the truth of Marco’s death, still pressed Natalie for memories, but there was a subtle shift in his approach. The urgency was still there, but now laced with a protective edge she hadn’t seen before. He invited her to join him for dinner in his private study that evening, a rare intimacy. The room, usually reserved for his solitary work, felt different, softer, with the low glow of a fire in the hearth. “Viktor Roman won’t give up easily,” Lorenzo stated, swirling the amber liquid in his glass. “He’s desperate. Losing you, losing the Grimaldi assets, it’s a significant blow to his standing with Gideon. And with Esmeralda.”"Grimaldi assets? what is his stake there? why is he interested in that too? " she asked.Lorenzo sighed. "your uncle is deep in debt to Viktor, that's why he needed your parents fortune, that's why he kille
Last Updated: 2025-10-31
Chapter: Chapter Fifty-Seven : His Queen One afternoon, a frantic call from Flora shattered the fragile peace of the De Luca estate. “Signore! There’s… there’s been an incident at the south gate!” Flora’s voice was breathless, laced with panic. “A convoy… armed men… they’re demanding to speak with the Signora!” Lorenzo’s blood ran cold. *Armed men*. His mind immediately went to Viktor Roman, to Esmeralda, to Gideon. They were making their move. He found Natalie in the library, still surrounded by documents, her brow furrowed in concentration. “Natalie,” he said, his voice clipped, urgent. “We have company.” She looked up, her eyes wide, sensing the shift in his demeanor. “What is it?” “Viktor Roman,” he stated, his jaw tight. “He’s here. And he’s not alone.” Before she could react, a loud crash reverberated through the house, followed by the splintering sound of wood. The south gate had been breached. The air crackled with a sudden, terrifying tension. Lorenzo moved with practiced speed, pulling a sleek, black
Last Updated: 2025-10-29
Chapter: Chapter Fifty-six: A dive into the past He left her then, leaving her alone with the ghosts of her past, the weight of his accusations, and the terrifying realization that her entire life had been built on a foundation of lies. Her uncle, a monster. Her parents, victims of his greed. And she, an unwitting key to unlocking a truth that could destroy them all. Driven by a desperate need for answers, Natalie began her own investigation. She used the resources of the De Luca household, subtly at first, then with increasing boldness. Flora, her assistant, a quiet woman with eyes that missed nothing, became her unwitting accomplice. “Flora,” Natalie began one morning, while at the studio trying to create another scent, feigning a casual curiosity, “I’ve been trying to organize some of Lorenzo’s old documents. He mentioned something about a shipping manifest from… 15 years ago? The night of the Grimaldi, my family's fire. Do you think you could locate it? It happend the day my parents died in a car accident." Flora, ever ef
Last Updated: 2025-10-28
Chapter: Chapter Fifty-five : Hidden Agenda He began to move, a slow, powerful thrust, then another, pulling almost completely out before driving back in, deeper, harder. A moan, long and guttural, tore from her throat as her body responded, arching against him, meeting his thrusts with an instinctive rhythm. The bedsprings creaked a frantic symphony beneath them, a testament to the raw, unbridled passion that consumed them. He leaned down, his lips finding hers, his tongue plunging into her mouth as his hips continued their relentless rhythm, a primal dance of ownership and surrender. Her nails dug into his shoulders, her body convulsing with each powerful thrust, the pleasure building, a relentless, overwhelming tide. He pulled back from the kiss, his eyes still burning into hers. “Remember, Natalie,” he gasped, his voice ragged, “remember everything.” He increased his pace, driving into her with a fierce, almost desperate urgency, each thrust a deeper claim, a more profound possession. Her body, a traitorous landscape of
Last Updated: 2025-10-28
Chapter: Chapter Fifty-Four: Devilish TemptationHe carried her, not towards the door, but deeper into the room, towards the opulent, king-sized bed that dominated the far wall. Each step was a deliberate, powerful declaration, her body swaying with his rhythm, her face buried in the crook of his neck, inhaling the intoxicating musk of his skin, the subtle spice of his cologne. Her heart hammered against her ribs, a frantic drumbeat of confusion, anger, and a terrifying, undeniable thrill. He laid her gently on the silken sheets, his gaze never leaving hers, a predatory gleam in their depths. The soft mattress yielded beneath her, a luxurious trap. He leaned over her, his hands bracing on either side of her head, caging her, his body a warm, heavy blanket over hers. “Don’t fight me, cara,” he murmured, his breath warm against her lips, “not now.” His eyes, usually so guarded, held a flicker of something raw, something akin to desperation. He watched her, his gaze sweeping over her face, searching for a sign, a flicker of underst
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty-one : Friend Or Foe ? This was it. The full circle. Ivy had everything Eliana had once possessed: the fiancé, the social standing, the public adoration. The exact life Eliana had walked away from, the one that had led to her demise. The one she had foolishly given up before to give to a man who had only wanted her for what her family could offer him. But Eliana was no longer the naive heiress. She was a different woman, with a different path, and a different kind of power. And now, with Ivy firmly in place, Eliana was free to build her empire, unburdened by the ghosts of her past. Her phone buzzed. It was Damian. She hadn’t spoken to him much since her move, maintaining a distance to avoid suspicion and to allow her plan to unfold. “Eliana,” Damian’s voice, usually calm and composed, was laced with a rare agitation. “Have you seen the news?” “I have,” Eliana replied, her voice steady. “The engagement. It’s quite the spectacle, isn’t it?” “Spectacle? Eliana, it’s a betrayal!” Damian roared, his frustr
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWENTY A flicker of a memory, sharp and brutal, pierced through her carefully constructed calm. The cold floor, the burning pain in her side, Ethan’s vacant eyes, Ivy’s triumphant sneer. It fueled her, hardening her resolve. This time, there would be no blindness, no surrender. Only calculated moves. The phone buzzed on the coffee table. Eliana glanced at the caller ID: Loretta. A genuine smile touched her lips, a stark contrast to the predatory grin she’d worn moments before. She answered. “Hey, Loretta. How you doing? " "I'm good, what's going on? " Loretta asked. "Guess who came here? Ivy. She just left. " Eliana chuckled. "how did she find you? " Loretta's surprised voice came on. Eliana smiled. "I don't know but I know it wasn't in any way coincidental. She just left though. " “And?” Loretta’s voice, crisp and eager, filled the line. "I tricked her into taking Ethan for herself, I'm done with both of them." Eliana replied. Loretta gasped. " You did no such thing! You're
Last Updated: 2025-10-04
Chapter: Chapter Nineteen Ivy’s mouth opened, then closed, her gaze fixed on Eliana’s face, searching for a hint of sarcasm, a flicker of deceit. But Eliana’s expression was one of pure, benevolent concern. “Me?” Ivy finally managed, her voice a thin thread of disbelief. “Yes, you,” Eliana affirmed, her smile widening. “You two have such a wonderful connection. A bond. I’ve always admired it, truly. The way you understand each other, the way you laugh.” She paused, letting the image bloom in Ivy’s mind. “It’s a beautiful thing, Ivy. And I wouldn’t want to stand in the way of true happiness, not for either of you.” A strange light flickered in Ivy’s eyes, a mixture of shock, confusion, and a burgeoning, dangerous hope. “But… you’re engaged.” “I was.." Eliana acknowledged, a theatrical sigh escaping her lips. “But sometimes… love isn’t enough, is it? Sometimes, practicality, and presence, matter more. And I’m not there. I’m here. Chasing my own dreams. It’s selfish, I know.” She lowered her gaze, feign
Last Updated: 2025-10-04
Chapter: Chapter Eighteen A soft hum vibrated in Eliana’s throat, a sound of feigned innocence, as she watched Ivy’s perfectly composed facade crack. The question hung, a silent predator in the tastefully furnished living room. Ivy’s eyes, usually bright and calculating, flickered, a momentary loss of control. Her lips, painted a soft rose, pressed together, a thin, almost imperceptible line. “Ethan?” Ivy’s voice, a breathy whisper, barely carried across the space separating them. Her gaze darted around the room, settling on a framed abstract painting, then the polished surface of the coffee table, anywhere but Eliana’s face. “Yes, Ethan,” Eliana’s tone remained light, almost playful, a stark contrast to the coiled anticipation tightening her stomach. “You know, my Ex- fiancé. How’s he been since I left?” Ivy finally met her eyes, a forced smile stretching her lips. “Oh, he’s… fine. Busy, I suppose. You know how he is with the firm.” Her fingers, adorned with delicate silver rings, fidgeted with the hem
Last Updated: 2025-09-26
Chapter: Chapter Seventeen. She opened the door and let her once best friend in. Ivy breezed in, her face set. Eliana couldn't find her voice for a while. She locked the door and followed Ivy inside. Ivy stood in the middle of the apartment and looked around. The apartment had been tastefully furnished, by Loretta of course, she had no eye for this things. But she was rich and no expense had been spared to make it a luxurious apartment befitting her status as the daughter of a rich man. "Ivy, " she began tentatively. Ivy turned to her sharply. She swallowed, a lot of things had changed ever since she'd been reborn. Things she had no control over, her accident was one, second was Ivy. She didn't know how to remove her from her life. She'd betrayed her, that was known, but after discovering that her new actions in this second life had new consequences she had to take things slow. To give her fate to Ivy, to make her marry her husband."What are you doing here?" she asked calmly, careful not to make an outburst.
Last Updated: 2025-09-16
Chapter: CHAPTER SIXTEEN :When Eliana woke, the world was a blur of white. A dull, steady beeping filled her ears, and the harsh scent of antiseptic clung to the air. She blinked slowly, wincing at the sharp throb in her head. A hospital. Her fingers twitched against stiff sheets. For a moment, panic seized her—her hands. She turned them over frantically, ignoring the IV taped to her skin. She had breaks in some parts of her body,her head was wrapped in bandages . Trembling, she flexed each finger. They moved. They were stiff, but whole. A sob of relief caught in her throat. “Ellie?” The voice came from her side, ragged, desperate. She turned her head slowly to see Loretta, her hair messy, her eyes swollen as if she hadn’t slept all night. “Oh my God,” Loretta breathed, clutching Eliana’s hand. “You’re awake.” Eliana tried to speak, but her throat felt raw. She swallowed. “What… happened?” Loretta’s grip tightened. “The lights… they fell on you. You’ve got a concussion, a few cuts, but you’re g
Last Updated: 2025-08-22
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