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Only in Vegas: Claimed by the Devils Son Chapter 72
The door slammed shut behind Slade, his laughter echoing off the concrete walls like a bad joke that wouldn’t end. It clung to the air like smoke, bitter and disgusting. That was the thing about him—he polluted everything. Even silence. Mia stood frozen for a beat, the echo ringing in her ears. The cell was cold, the damp seeping into her skin, but it wasn’t the chill that made her blood run sharp—it was fury. She blinked through the shadows, adjusting to the dim glow of a single bulb hanging overhead. It flickered weakly, like it might give out any second. Her arms throbbed, wrists raw where the rope had bitten through, she let them tie her before they drove her here, she wanted to find Axel and help. Her skin stung, her muscles ached, but she wasn’t broken. Not anymore. She’d been broken before—shattered, terrified, confused. But this time, she wasn’t crying. This time, she was burning. Burning with the need for revenge.The sound of chains shifting made her head turn. In the cor
Only in Vegas: Claimed by the Devils Son Chapter 71
Her phone blinked once. Axel. A missed call. No message. Just his name, glowing like a warning. Mia sat up, heart already racing. Her fingers hovered, then tapped redial. Straight to voicemail. She tried again. Nothing. Then, a text. “I need to see you. Please. Just for a minute. I’m outside.” Her breath caught. She stared at the words, reading them over and over. It sounded like him. Too much like him. The please sealed it—he never said please. Not unless he meant it. Did he somehow know what she had spoke to Daniel about? Mia slid out of bed, still barefoot, tugging on a hoodie and grabbing her keys. Lauren was passed out on the couch, ice cream spoon still tucked between her fingers. She didn’t wake her. She just cracked the door open. And stepped into the dark. The corridor was empty. Cold. She padded down the stairs quietly, the chill of the concrete bleeding through her soles. Outside, the street was quiet—only a single streetlamp buzzing, casting a yellow
Only in Vegas: Claimed by the Devils Son Chapter 70
The door clicked softly shut behind her as she stepped out of Daniel’s place, the air cooler now, brushing against her skin like a whispered reminder of what she’d just done. She still felt it—him. His fingers had left invisible trails over her thighs, his lips pressed memories into the hollow of her collarbone, his voice still echoing low and desperate in her ears: “I want you, Mia. However I can have you.” She didn’t respond to that part. Not yet. She’d wanted truth. Now she had it. And still… she wanted more. Her heels clicked against the pavement as she walked, heart oddly light despite the chaos spinning inside her. A few hours ago, she’d been drowning in confusion. Now, she was floating in dangerous possibility. By the time she reached her apartment, the scent of coffee and lavender shampoo hit her nose like home. She pushed open the door to find Lauren perched on the arm of the sofa, half-eaten tub of ice cream in hand and Magic Mike paused mid-grind on the TV. “Y
Only in Vegas: Claimed by the Devils Son Chapter 69
The door clicked softly shut behind her as she stepped out of Daniel’s place, the air cooler now, brushing against her skin like a whispered reminder of what she’d just done. She still felt it—him. His fingers had left invisible trails over her thighs, his lips pressed memories into the hollow of her collarbone, his voice still echoing low and desperate in her ears: “I want you, Mia. However I can have you.” She didn’t respond to that part. Not yet. She’d wanted truth. Now she had it. And still… she wanted more. Her heels clicked against the pavement as she walked, heart oddly light despite the chaos spinning inside her. A few hours ago, she’d been drowning in confusion. Now, she was floating in dangerous possibility. By the time she reached her apartment, the scent of coffee and lavender shampoo hit her nose like home. She pushed open the door to find Lauren perched on the arm of the sofa, half-eaten tub of ice cream in hand and Magic Mike paused mid-grind on the TV. “Y
Only in Vegas: Claimed by the Devils Son Chapter 68 - Axel POV
The cell reeked of blood and bleach. Old echoes clung to the walls like mildew—whispers, screams, chains rattling, memories Axel didn’t want to unpack. He’d been here before. But never as the prisoner. Now, cuffed to the rusting pipe bolted into the far corner, stripped down to his undershirt and blood-streaked pants, Axel waited in the thick silence of the underground. No windows. No clocks. Just shadows and the low hum of generators above. He didn’t know how long it had been since Slade dragged him down here like a rabid dog. The drug had worn off hours ago, but his body still felt heavy, slowed. He tried to escape when he could. Pulled at the cuffs until his wrists bled. Screamed once, just to hear his own voice. Then fell quiet again. He was used to pain. He wasn’t used to feeling powerless. Knowing Mia was still here, not protected and possibly in danger. Not like this. He wasn’t used to being this pathetic. Not when Mia was out there. His Mia. He ground his jaw
Only in Vegas: Claimed by the Devils Son Chapter 67
The hotel room was warm with the lingering scent of sex—musk, skin, and heat, curling in the air like incense. The sheets beneath Mia were a rumpled mess of cotton and sweat, her thighs still trembling from everything Daniel had just given her… and taken. She lay on her back, legs sprawled open, glowing in the aftermath. Her skin still tingled. Her mouth ached from the kisses, her body soft with satisfaction, her mind spinning with something dangerously close to contentment. Daniel lay beside her, his face pressed into her stomach like he never wanted to leave. His arms wrapped loosely around her waist, protective, reverent. Neither of them spoke for a long time. He was quieter now, different from the man who’d moaned her name as if it was prayer. During sex, Daniel had worshipped her with every inch of himself. Every kiss, every thrust, every whispered breath had been full of devotion and hunger. But there was always restraint in him. A desire to please that sometimes warred
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