Library
Search
Home / Romance / Falling into the devil's bed / 078: menace

Share

078: menace

Author: Dikan
last update Last Updated: 2026-01-04 22:42:27

Sera's POV:

"Why haven't you eaten anything?"

I throw a cold look at the man. The ropes wound tightly around my wrists hurt, the rough material digging into my skin with each micro movement I make.

Laid out in front of me is a table full of dishes, steaming hot, and various bottles of wine.

"I would eat, if only my hands weren't tied behind my fucking back." I spit back.

I doubt I can even stomach anything right now. But if I can grab a wine bottle and break it on his head, then I can leave this place.

"Oh!" He exclaims, his expression looking genuinely shocked. "I almost forgot that, my apologies."

Is this guy for real?

"Were you dropped on your head as a kid or what?" I asked, scoffing.

"How will I know? I don't remember my childhood." He said, tapping his chin, his eyes as if deep in thought. "I do remember my parents fighting over every little thing. Like what I should have for dinner, or what country I should be raised in, all of that."

"I don't care about your backstory. C
Continue to read this book for free
Scan code to download App
Locked Chapter
Previous Chapter Next Chapter

Latest chapter

  • Falling into the devil's bed   079: pomegranate and threats

    Mordecai's POVI underestimated Penelope Verdant. And almost lost my nephew as a result. "You...came...""You're my nephew, however silly you act." I reply, reminding myself that Bastian is prone to foolish acts, and it's a miracle Penelope's bullet missed his heart. He's a foolish boy. He definitely gets his impulsiveness from his father. Bastian forces a rasping chuckle. It sounds like a faulty kettle. The boy is pale, lips turning blue and eyes drained of colour. However, he is alive. That is all that matters. Damien will skin me if anything happens to his beloved kids who I'm supposed to protect."Who was that woman? The one that shot me?" Bastian turns, his watery eyes meeting mine. "That man...was my brother, right?""Who told you that?" My voice comes out harsher than I intended. "He is, isn't he?"I don't give him a reply. Over the years I've convinced myself that if I don't think about it, about Vincent's real parentage, it's not real.I rise to my feet. "Once you're be

  • Falling into the devil's bed   078: menace

    Sera's POV:"Why haven't you eaten anything?" I throw a cold look at the man. The ropes wound tightly around my wrists hurt, the rough material digging into my skin with each micro movement I make. Laid out in front of me is a table full of dishes, steaming hot, and various bottles of wine. "I would eat, if only my hands weren't tied behind my fucking back." I spit back. I doubt I can even stomach anything right now. But if I can grab a wine bottle and break it on his head, then I can leave this place. "Oh!" He exclaims, his expression looking genuinely shocked. "I almost forgot that, my apologies."Is this guy for real? "Were you dropped on your head as a kid or what?" I asked, scoffing."How will I know? I don't remember my childhood." He said, tapping his chin, his eyes as if deep in thought. "I do remember my parents fighting over every little thing. Like what I should have for dinner, or what country I should be raised in, all of that.""I don't care about your backstory. C

  • Falling into the devil's bed   077: kidnapped

    Penelope's POV:"Princess?" Someone keeps whispering that name into my ear. "Princess? You need to wake up."I groan, burying my face into the pillows. "Five more minutes babe..."Vincent's chuckle sounds right above my head. "I'm sure your need your sleep. But someone has left twenty missed calls on your private line.""Take it...""They won't speak to me."Who the hell is it disturbing me?! Is it too much to ask, a night of peace with my boyfriend?With a loud sigh, I push myself up from the bed and turn around. Vincent sits perched on the edge of the bed, still in his pajamas. His hair flows over his shoulders, messy from the number of times I'd ran my fingers through it last night. A spark of satisfaction blooms inside me, seeing his kiss reddened lips and the marks, my marks, littered across his neck. "Hey," I drawl with a wide grin. "Looking good today.""Are you drunk?" He replies with a small smile, pushing my phone into my hands. Leila jumps into the bed, settling in his la

  • Falling into the devil's bed   076: music box

    Penelope's POV"Can you walk?""What do you think?" I snap back at him. My legs trembled as I tried to take a few steps. Vincent reaches for me, supporting me. "I can walk." I smack his hands off, not before shooting a glare at him. He chuckles in response. "There's no need to be stubborn, princess. Remember, you wanted it." I roll my eyes. "Yeah, right."I did want it. I did want him to ravage me on the dinner table and leave nothing behind. What I didn't expect was the toll it would take on my body. "I'm still hungry," I grumble darkly. He laughs. A full blown hearty laugh that makes my stomach feel all warm and fuzzy. "Come, let's get something to eat. What do you want?""Popcorn."His eyes twinkle as he winks at me. "Solid food, princess.""Fine. Beef tacos."Two hours later, I was feeling less cranky, and a lot better."There's something I need to show you," Vincent says as we're in the car, engines killed. His eyes are on me, they're playful but a tad serious. "Wow. I didn'

  • Falling into the devil's bed   075: gentle

    Penelope’s POVIt wasn’t entirely my original plan to pay Vincent back so early. Whoever it was decided to call at the exact time. As if the universe came together and agreed on my little revenge plan.My cheeks hurt from hollowing them out to fit around his cock. My throat hurt even more, a dull ache that felt rough. My jaw…well, you don’t take a cock like his without some side effects.I stroke him, marveling at how hard he is. His beautiful cock is flushed, veins running down his length, pre leaking steadily from his tip.“Are you gonna cum for me?” I bat my lashes at him, licking my lips. I hoist myself up, tapping his cock to my cheek twice.He curses, his eyes completely dark. His pupils dilated to the max. “You’re devilish,” he said, his voice thick with something I couldn’t name. His chest heaved, and the apples of his cheeks were dusted a faint red. Strands of hair fell into his eyes which he brushed back absentmindedly.“What do you expect? The devil is my boyfriend.”“Princ

  • Falling into the devil's bed   074: gag reflex

    Vincent’s POVMy brain stops working for ten solid seconds.Penelope on her knees, her big innocent eyes blinking up at me, her lips parted softly.I’m dead.I’m fucking gutted, dead and buried.“Princess…” my voice comes out strangled. My cock throbs, aching for her tough. Her warmth. “You…”“I’ve always wanted to do this,” she replies, taking my cock in her hand and giving it a slow stroke. “I’ve wondered what you would taste like…what you’d feel like in my mouth. Down my throat.”“Really?”She nods, readjusting so she was better centered between my legs. “You’ve thought of it too, right?”Inhaling sharply through my teeth, I nod. “Yeah. So many times. I’ve been thinking of you like this, so pretty on your knees for me, like you were made to choke on my cock,”Her face turns a deep bright red. She clears her throat, turning her head to the side. “Y-you have such a filthy mouth,”I grab her chin and force her to look at me. “Come on, princess. You’re hungry, aren’t you? Show me your

More Chapters

You may also like

Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on GoodNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP
DMCA.com Protection Status