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13: TWO DEALS WITH TWO DEVILS
Fiona CakesHey guys. I hope you are enjoying this story so far. This book was written almost three years ago and I felt like I am ready to share it with the world. So I will update a chapter or two every time I get a break. As for my werewolf books, I will start writing them again when I go on leave starting the 5th of April. So keep your fingers crossed and stay tuned for more fun. If you're liking this book, don't forget to leave a review. Thanks for the support. ❤️FIONA.
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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
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 19: OH! BRADLEY
ACE'S POVI was nestled between two smoking hot babes when I was interrupted by my phone ringing. Slipping from between the two sleeping beauties, who were exhausted from our amazing threesome, I grabbed my pants, and I pulled out my phone from the pocket. I checked the caller ID; it was my father. I tiptoed to the bathroom and answered the phone. “Yo, Pops, what's up?”“Are you home?”“Not yet. Aren't you supposed to be in the air right now?”“I am. I was just thinking about Pebbles and how I hate that she's home alone on her first night there, plus it's her birthday tomorrow.”Shit! Pop was using that card. “Sure, Pops.”“I'm serious. I got her a gift and everything. Just, please at least be home in the morning.”“Ace, baby, where are you?” The girls called out to me.“OK, Pops gotta go,” I ended the call and rushed back to the bedroom, placing my phone on the night stand. “Here I am," I pulled my boxers down and let my manhood sprung free.“Yes, baby. Get over here," the one with
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 20: TATTOOED SEX GOD
PEBBLES' POVMy ears registered the click of the switch while my heart practised for a championship boxing match in my chest. The lights didn't come on too bright; I was still squinting my eyes to see the intruder. He had on a heavily decorated shirt. He moved his hand, and I panicked. “Don't move,” I waved around the knife like a psycho.“Ohhh, I'm scared,” he gasped mockingly. Was he making fun of me? “Pebbles, please put the knife down — unless you intend to use it to spread butter over my buns, then I'm down.”What? I looked at the blade in my hand. Of course, I grabbed the butter knife. How embarrassing. I dropped the knife in the sink. Maybe he was Bradley's son, but you never could be too sure. I grabbed the butter knife again. “Who are you, and how do you know my name?”“I followed you from Palm Beach.” Shit! Shit! Sinister must have found me. I'm dead, I'm so dead. “Easy with the crazy eyes, cowgirl. I was only kidding. I am Ace, Bradley's son. Now can I turn the lights up,
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 21: CRAZY BEAUTIFUL
ACE'S POVI watched as she drank the water. Her back to me. Her sexy ass outlined under that over-washed shirt. I wondered who it belonged to. I hope it was not her boyfriend's. I could tell it belonged to a man.Man, how thirsty was she? I asked myself as she filled the cup again. But she did not drink it. It seemed like she was taking it to her room. She froze when she noticed me and I tensed, too. Shit! She probably recognized me from the incident a few months ago.She squinted her eyes, and then it hit me. It was too dark for her to truly see me. I let out a deep breath, and I made a move towards her, but the damn girl let out a gut-wrenching scream. My hands covered my ears from the deafening howl, and she sent the glass shattering to the floor. She grabbed something from the sink, and I realized it was a knife. She pointed it at me. “St — stay back,” the poor little thing's hands were trembling like a leaf. My eyes zeroed in on the knife, and I erupted in a fit of laughter. It w
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