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Chapter 9 - I Slept With The Devil
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His Dark Desire: The Devil’s Bride Chapter 9 - I Slept With The Devil
Bella’s POVThe silence in the car was thick, but not uncomfortable. Just… heavy.I stared out the window at the dark canal lights streaking past, pretending the city was more interesting than the man driving.He didn’t push me to talk. Just let the quiet stretch.In an hour, we pulled up to a sleek glass tower that screamed money and power.I didn’t ask any questions. I already knew the answer would complicate things.Minutes later he was leading me into the penthouse that looked like it belonged in a magazine: floor-to-ceiling windows, dark minimalist paintings, city lights glittering below us like scattered diamonds.I sank into the couch as my bones had finally given up.He poured two glasses of red wine, and handed me one.“You look worn out,” he said, voice low.I stared into the wine, then up at him. “That’s what happens when you walk in on your boyfriend balls-deep in your best friend.”A flicker of surprise crossed his face, followed by the ghost of a laugh he didn’t let out.
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