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10: THE DEVIL'S ULTERIOR MOTIVE
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COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 11: PENPAL FRIENDS
“What is taking Sinister so long? I am conducting a meeting at 7 in the morning. The quicker we get this over with, the sooner I get to go home and prep.” Mary Dickson complained. She was a viper who didn't take it lightly when people had her waiting. “Mother, be patient. He still has another half an hour to get here,” her son, Bradley, told her.“Bradley is correct, darling. He will be on time.” Her husband, Thomas, added, giving her a modest smile.“Thomas, you know I like punctuality. In business, being on time is still late in my book," Mary groaned. She had been flourishing by that statue for years.“Mother, remember you're hypertensive—you don't want to elevate your blood pressure, do you?” Bradley sought to pacify her. After her mild heart attack a few years ago, she reached out to him and apologized. They had been working to rebuild their mother-son relationship ever since then, and how slowly it was building. “Dad, may I be excused? I cannot take all this old people chit-ch
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 12: ACE DICKSON
ACE'S POVThe cool breeze caressed my face as I strode out into the evening. I was bored out of my fucking mind. Dad knew I didn't wish to be there with them. I did not want to sit and dine with a bunch of snobby rich people - Grams was the only exception. I mean, I grew up wealthy, but my old man taught me to not let money dictate who I was and how I treated people. And that Sinister Hemington that dad always spoke about sounded like a filthy fucking asshole. He tried to marry off his daughter Bianca to my father a few years ago because he owed my grandparents money. I kicked at a pebble I saw on the grate while walking leisurely in the moonlit evening. I thought about Lonergirl and how I was counting the days until our meeting. Not only that, but I told her I purchased a brand-new car; it was a 2008 Mercedes-Benz. I had it remodelled just for her. She preferred the colour purple, so I had it repainted to match her liking. The name Lonergirl was embroidered on the seats, and the na
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 13: TWO DEALS WITH TWO DEVILS
PEBBLES' POV“Billy, make a turn on your upcoming left. We are picking up my lawyer,” Sinister informed the driver.“Yes, Mr. Hemington.”The devil’s phone rang, and he answered.“What is it, Blair? — I will be there in the next half an hour. Wait for me, we will enter the restaurant together. Good.” So, Blair would be at dinner too. Great! That meant Jenna would not be too far, either. Sinister made a call to someone else, telling the person to meet him at the restaurant. Suddenly, my phone made a pinging sound.Holy crap! I forgot to put it on silent. I cautiously opened my clutch, and I quickly checked the phone. It was a message from Badboy2.0.💋Badboy2.0: Hey there, my little butterfly. I miss you.I contemplated whether or not I should reply, but I knew if I didn't, he would just keep texting me.❤️Lonergirl: Srry, cnt tlk nw. I hoped that that would be sufficient for him to wait to talk later. I was finally going to tell him how I truly felt.He made me feel things I thought
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 14: YOU'RE A RAPIST!
“Jesus Christ,” Pebbles gasped in shock. She raised her palms to her face and shielded her eyes from the nasty scene in front of her. “I’m so sorry,” she apologized.“OK, you're forgiven. Now get out —" Ace growled, then he grabbed a hold of the blond's head and rammed his member down her throat harder. “Ahhhh yes,” he moaned out. What a rude asshole, Pebbles thought to herself. They were in a public place, for heaven's sake. The blond was still on her knees doing her business. Although Pebbles' eyes were concealed, she still heard her slurps and gags.Pebbles exited the bathroom even though she really needed to pee. The men's accommodation would have to do. She would just be in and out, she told herself. Pushing the door open to the men's room, she poked her head in first and scanned the area. “Empty,” she let out a huge breath, then hurried to one of the stalls. When she was finished, she moved to the sink and washed her hands. The door to the bathroom opened, and her skin became p
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 15: HEARTACHE AND PAIN
ACE'S POVRage grew like a seed inside me. Like a lethal poison, it seeped through my pores, screeching and wailing. It demanded to be released in the form of unwanted violence. Fury swept off me like a ferocious tsunami; like an angry volcano erupting.If I was a minute too late, that poor girl would have gotten raped. I knew it was my fault. If I hadn't been fucking that Jenna girl in the bathroom, then she wouldn't have been in the men's room.“Now get out,” that's what I yelled back at her when I had my dick in Jenna's mouth. This was all Lonergirl's fault. My heartbreak came into waves of grief. Stealing my appetite and sleep alike. It left painful shards of hurt embedded in my gut. I was a warrior, but even men of war took off their armour, and that was what I did. I opened my heart up; wide and vulnerable, and she carried it in her hands for four years. She cared for it and in return, it pumped and lived in her name — but then she went and shredded it like minced meat. Now I
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 16: BITCH NAME BLAIR
PEBBLES' POVFebruary 13th, 2009Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months. The new year rolled in like a thief in the night. Chris went back to Rome. Apparently the little sketch we pulled off worked. The Dean of The American University of Rome bought Chris' story about our private photos getting leaked after his jealous psycho ex, Jenna, stole his phone as revenge for him dumping her.Sinister went away three weeks ago on business. He was set to return on February 15th. Jenna had been texting some guy she met a few months ago. I overheard her telling one of her friends over the phone how she slept with him on the first night they met in the restroom of a restaurant. How classy. I rolled my eyes sarcastically.Blair's animosity towards me grew into a deadly tumour. Ever since Sinister announced to the household that Harrison and I were to be wed soon, she had been making my life a living hell — well; I was already living in hell, but let's just say she had turned up the h
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 17: FOXY ROXY
ACE'S POVI stood over her; her mouth was agape and begging for sustenance. Her tongue stuck out of her head like a mongrel on a hot day. Sweet Cooing sounds reverberated from her throat. Sucking on my bottom lip, I relished the view below me. I closed my eyes and applied more pressure on my shaft, carefully stroking it until it cried out in sweet release. She cupped her breasts and crawled closer to me on her knees.And so I fed her— she savoured the meal, swallowing every drop like the greedy little slut she was. She circled her fingers around the tip; her hands were icy from handling the champagne in the ice bucket. Not only that, but she lowered her head and placed her lips around it. Her breath was warm against my skin as she milked every last drop of my juice. “Ohhh! Fuck, Roxy, that feels so good," my body trembled as she sucked me dry. “You like that, huh, Daddy?” She peered up from between her fake lashes, sticking her tongue out, teasing the head of my penis. “Oh yes.” Sh
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 18: I WAS HOME
PEBBLES' POVHere I was in a strange city, thousands of miles away from Sinister, but was the distance enough to be free from him forever? Well, I would soon find out.Maxwell said that Bradley — I guess I should address him as Mr. Dickson, now that I'd be living in his house — would be waiting for me when I land. Lord, how I prayed he wouldn't turn out to be a devil in disguise. I didn't think I could survive that.I pulled my tattered old suitcase with my purple matey bag secured on my back. As soon as I stepped out of the airport, the cold air bit me like a hound from hell. I was not in Florida no more. Rubbing my hands together was a feeble attempt to keep warm. My eyes scanned the area, and that's when I saw him; Bradley Dickson, leaning against the side of his silver 2009 Lexus. He was looking sharp, per usual. He adjusted his neck to my direction. Even though he was around 40 now, he was still the most handsome man I'd ever seen, with his cobalt blue eyes that lit up when he n
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