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Negotiating with the Devil
Negotiating with the Devil
作者: Surreal Ink

Prologue

作者: Surreal Ink
last update 公開日: 2023-02-16 23:48:30

JULIA'S POV

I am dying.

Mama gets angry when I call it out for what it was. Death.

I have cancer and I am going to die in 6 months indefinitely.

I am not scared of death but I am afraid of regrets and I do have one.

I have never allowed myself to fall in love. It had always been too risky, a very vulnerable position. Besides, I have never bothered to concern myself with such frivolity.

But you’ll be surprised at how much frivolity you wished you indulged in when you sit in the confine of a pale white room facing a doctor that was telling you, you have mere months to live and yet all you could focus on was how immaculate his teeth were.

But I have a plan.

A bucket list of things I was going to do with the man I chose to fall in love with so I can leave with no regrets.

My best friend thinks it is stupid and she doesn’t even know the full story yet.

I am going to fall in love with the most wicked man in New York.

I am just a dying girl, not an evil one so certainly, I am not going to pick a man that might lose his heart to me, and who else was a better candidate than a heartless man who has nothing to lose?

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  • Negotiating with the Devil    Chapter 26 - You don’t remember me?

    You don’t remember me?“So there was absolutely no lead?” I asked Easton, beyond frustrated. Before Julia’s stalker had bled out in the warehouse he had choked out a website on the dark web which he had used to communicate with the individual who asked him to follow Julia. He reported all of Julia’s activities to him along with pictures of her in exchange for an agreed sum which he usually picked up in a self-service locker box at a bus station in the outskirts of the city at an agreed time.Clean, professional and lacking a trail…The website no longer existed unsurprisingly and while Easton had managed to get his hands on some cctv cameras close to the bus station, he had just informed me that the only people he had seen close to the bus station who matched the time and dates the stalker had given us were high schoolers. And not the same face. The sicko was using oblivious children for his sick ploy.At first, I’d thought that the mastermind behind the stalker might have some sick

  • Negotiating with the Devil    Chapter 25 - And all yours

    |All yoursThen suddenly, he pushed me off him shaking his head. “Any more of that and I will not be able to think,” his smile was rueful. I exhaled, reaching for his body. “Then don’t. You don’t need your enormous brain to kiss me.” White pearls contrasted with tanned skin. “You don’t know how much a man needs to hold onto his brain when kissing you, Julia.” He tipped my jaw with his thumb.I looked up and met his gaze, and I bet my eyes were mirroring my lust and greed. I wanted more. I couldn’t place my hand on if I wanted him to lick me in between my legs again. Just thinking of how hard I had come a couple of minutes ago wasn’t good for my core. Or if I wanted him to kiss me senseless till I had a fill of his taste, my hand slipping under his shirt, my body grinding against his, my nipples brushing against his fabric-clothed body. The friction would be insane, I’d be a writhing mess in his arms, and then... I already knew what I wanted more than his tongue, his lips, and hi

  • Negotiating with the Devil    I’m sorry

    I know this is long overdue but I'm sorry about not completing the book and going ghost on you guys.I really appreciate the support I got following the release of this book and me going MIA wasn't intentional. I lost the completed draft of the book and that just discouraged me completely hence why it almost seems like I abandoned it. But I'm back, it might take a minute before I continue uploads because I've to read what I wrote, it's been a while... but you can look forward to this book being completed before the year runs out.Once again, I'm sorry.

  • Negotiating with the Devil    Chapter 24 - Then Don't

    JULIA’S POVMany times I have touched myself to the thought of Damon’s hand, his lips, his tongue but this was nothing like I ever imagined or fantasized about. The moment was charged. I felt heat right where he held me down despite the presence of fabric.And when he pushed me further to the edge of the bed, I couldn’t help the little gasp that escaped my lips when I met his eyes.“I am scared, Damon.” I didn’t know when the words left my lips and I hated myself the minute he went still. “Of what?” his words were cold and hard. “Me?”“Yes,” I admitted. “I am scared of how much I want this, want you. How much I am dying to have your mouth on me, how much I am shaking with the anticipation of just your face hovering around my pussy,” I was thankful for his position on the bed which stopped him from seeing my suspiciously hot face.“You need to be scared of me, Snow white,” he said throatily, he held my lap and from his kneeling position at the edge of the bed, he was cloaked in darkne

  • Negotiating with the Devil    Chapter 23 - Every addiction story

    DAMON’S POV Blood lust was a thing. It was potent, real, electrifying, and made me a danger to an oblivious Julia who lay on my bed, her demure white dress contrasting with my navy blue covers. My head thrummed and my eyes were set on her every movement as her chest moved with every inhale and exhale of breath. I had rushed to the bathroom after one glance at her not only because of the animalistic urge to lose myself in her, to devour her entirely with my darkness, to consume her, to strangle her, to pin her against the bed, to leave my mark on her body, to push into her without pacing and waiting, to take her until I forgot, to take her until she is gaping at me like I am a demon. But, because while she lay in my bed still wearing the white dress from our outing today, looking sweet and so oblivious, I was filth covered in another man’s blood. I washed my body till my skin ached, I washed it till all trace of stickiness was erased, I scrubbed and scrubbed, but yet when I stepped o

  • Negotiating with the Devil    Chapter 22 - It was blood

    I heard his scream at the threshold of the slaughterhouse, and the metallic smell of blood hit my nose as I headed toward the direction of the sound. Mathew had told me that he insisted he knew nothing, and from the agony I heard in his voice, he couldn't have held out if he truly knew something—they didn't in most cases because although torturing was my expertise, Mathew didn't have a reputation of going soft on anyone."Damon is here," one of the loyal men of the Bravta, Noir, announced. He was outside the torture room door since it was a normal procedure that he waits outside. Only Mathew and I have once stayed in a torture room without doing the torture. We were fifteen the first time we watched the former Bravta overlord and his second-in-command extract information by making a strong man sing. I didn't flinch even once, and neither did Mathew. It hadn't been his first time too.I shook Noir, our signet ring catching the sun. It was a heirloom that we passed on to our sons and th

  • Negotiating with the Devil    Chapter 16 - Just lust

    JULIA’S POV I could swear that something moved underneath me. It smelt familiar and felt so good underneath me but that was not the point, my bed just moved and the last time I checked my medium-sized bed with its soft covers doesn’t move.I felt it slowly drifting from underneath me and firstly, it

  • Negotiating with the Devil    Chapter 15 - Looking like a vision

    DAMON’S POVI tiptoed into the room in the dead of the night when I am sure that Julia must be fast asleep and only realized how stupid I look sneaking into my own room when I noticed her sprawled on my bed, in my oversized clothes that should look ridiculous on anyone. But anyone wasn’t Julia becaus

  • Negotiating with the Devil    Chapter 14 - Can I kiss you?

    JULIA’S POVWhen Damon had told me he had staffs maybe it was my fault for assuming that by staffs he meant a housekeeper and a cook. I had spent all of noon introducing myself to all his housekeepers, learning their names and promising that I am more fun than Damon.I had also met the head housekeepe

  • Negotiating with the Devil    Chapter 13 - If I had a heart

    DAMON’S POV“The media is eating this up like an obese child handed greasy food,” Carol, my PR manager sang with a big smile and stars in her eyes as she stared at Snow white’s picture. “I mean for the first time your name isn’t associated with any devilish qualities,”I snatched the iPad from her han

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