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Owned By The Devil 11
AzaleaWho the hell is this man?His imposing presence envelops me like a tightening grip, making it hard to breathe. He exudes an aura of authority and danger, standing tall and exquisitely dressed, his dark energy seeping into my very being.He accuses me of stealing something precious from him. Something valuable. Something I swear on my life I know nothing about.My thoughts weren’t just racing; they were screaming, clawing at the walls of my skull, desperate for escape.Who sent this monster? Was this the very target I was meant to rob? Or did that stone-faced bastard who hired me know exactly what hell he was throwing me into?These questions roamed my mind. I sighed when I couldn’t find an answer to them.“Please, let me go," I pleaded, genuine tears streaming down my face. “I didn’t steal anything.”I hoped my crying would arouse some sympathy in him. Instead, I watched in horror as my weakness transformed before my eyes, feeding something cruel and deadly within him.His eyes
Owned By The Devil 10
Adriano“Where?” she asked, her voice trembling.My lips curved into something that resembled a smile but contained no joy. “To my hell.”“No,” she gasped, stumbling backward. “I...”“One more word from you,” I interrupted, each word dripping with venom, “and you’ll turn into a corpse right here.”She immediately shut her mouth.I wrapped my arm around her waist; my touch was possessive and inescapable.Her body tensed beneath my grip, but the heat that radiated through her clothing only fueled the fire already burning inside me.Fear has a scent, did you know? Sweet and sharp all at once, and she was drenched in it.We had almost reached the exit when a voice called out behind us.“Are you the one who killed my people?”I slowly turned around, my arm still firmly around her waist.The young master of Liam Enterprise.He was nothing more than a pathetic excuse for a man. His existence was defined solely by his father’s name and money. He was a spoiled child playing power games he coul
Owned By The Devil 9
AdrianoI grabbed my coat and put it on, with Matteo following closely behind, silent and alert like a shadow.“Call the other guards,” I instructed, facing him.“On it, sir.”He disappeared and quickly reappeared with six large, brutal figures chosen for their ruthlessness. They were merely tools for the hunt.The bar was close, but every second stretched like torture. The thought of her breathing freely while I seethed in rage made my vision blur with fury.She hadn’t just stolen files. She had challenged me. Disrespected me. The audacity of her actions felt like a slap in the face, demanding retribution in blood.We parked a block away from our destination. The alley next to the bar smelled of stale beer, urine, and desperation, the smell of lives worth nothing.I took a deep breath, feeling the stench strangely fitting for what was to come.I got out of my vehicle with a smooth and graceful motion, my shoes touching the dirty pavement that seemed unworthy of my presence.The line
Owned By The Devil 8
AdrianoMy thoughts were filled with rage as I thought about how to deal with that crazy bitch, but Matteo’s voice interrupted my angry thoughts.“Sir," he called softly, his voice subservient, eyes downcast like an obedient dog. “We’ve arrived.”“Fine,” I growled, unable to suppress the dark amusement bubbling in my chest.Finally, I would reveal her identity. She could try to run or hide, but I would go to great lengths to find her.“Five minutes, Matteo. My office. Don’t make me wait.”I stepped from the car, the cool morning air doing nothing to calm the inferno inside me.My fingers meticulously adjusted my custom Armani suit, a predator’s camouflage in the corporate jungle.This empire wasn’t given to me; I built it with bleeding hands and sleepless nights. The very thought of some parasite trying to drain what was mine made my blood boil and my trigger finger itch.“Good morning, sir," my employees chorused in unison as I entered, standing in a perfect line with their bodies ri
Owned By The Devil 7
Adriano“What about the girl?” I asked, slowly sipping my coffee.Matteo’s face went blank, his eyes darting away from mine as if he had no idea what I was talking about.“Matteo.”“Sir, I don’t remember the girl you are talking about?” he answered.A cold smile crept across my face. “Oh, I mean that spy that was planted beside me,” I replied, my tone casual yet charged with threat. “That blonde girl.”Relief washed over his face. “Oh, I already took care of her,” he answered, shoulders relaxing slightly. “You don’t have anything to worry about.”“Do I look like I was worried?”He flinched before nodding rapidly. “No, sir.”I leaned forward, my gaze boring into him, making sure he was telling the truth. “Are you sure you got rid of her?”Beads of sweat formed at his hairline. “I dare not lie to you, sir.”“Good. You can go now.”After Matteo left, I sighed deeply and put down my coffee cup. My shoulders slumped as I flipped through the files spread across my desk.A knot formed in my s
Owned By The Devil 6
AdrianoShe would obey, or she would face consequences far worse than anything she had experienced before.I seized her roughly, shoving her down onto the office sofa. My hand pressed hard against her throat, forcing her head back, exposing everything I wanted—her glistening, needy pussy.Her eyes widened with shock as her breath caught in her throat.She barely had time to recover from the sudden assault, and I didn’t allow her the luxury of slowing down.Without hesitation or preparation, I thrust inside her from behind, claiming what belonged to me.“Ha,” she screamed, her voice echoing through the office as I began thrusting her at a faster pace.I could feel her body trembling beneath mine, responding to the force of my movements.The sofa creaked under the force of our movements, her screams growing louder with every passing moment.Gradually, her screams morphed into moans as her body adjusted to the rhythm.I held her hips firmly, leaving bruises as I thrust deeper and harder,
Owned By The Devil 5
AdrianoThe world bowed to me, whether it realized it or not.From my office high above the city, I watched the traffic below, cars moving like ants and people scurrying like insects.Pathetic. Predictable. Easy to control. Just the way I liked it. Power wasn’t simply something I possessed; it was implanted in my being.My coffee sat untouched on the desk, steam rising like smoke from a fire. Behind me, the sound of the Rion empire echoed through every screen, every call, every secret message on my private network.This was my world. My rules. A kingdom built on blood and fear.“South American contracts closed this morning, sir,” Matteo said from across the room, flicking through his tablet. “The offshore accounts are holding steady. No signs of movement.”“Good,” I said without bothering to look at him. My gaze remained fixed on the city below—my city. “What about the Portofino shipment?”“Already en route. No red flags.”Perfect.Order. Precision. Control.These were the foundations
Owned By The Devil 4
AzaleaI could hear the thundering footsteps behind me as they pursued me through the dimly lit corridors.My lungs burned with each desperate breath, terror propelling me forward. I needed to escape.The images of what they might do to me if they dragged me back flashed through my mind.A spark of hope ignited in my chest.. Just a little more. Maybe I could save my skin. Just... just a bit further.My hope shattered into a thousand pieces as someone grabbed my hair with brutal force, yanking me backward. Pain exploded across my scalp as a scream tore from my throat.“Got you, bitch,” one of the guards spat, his fingers twisting deeper into my hair, sending jolts of agony down my spine.“Let go of me!” I screamed, thrashing wildly against his grip, fighting with the desperate strength of someone with everything to lose.“Ha.” Another guard approached, his face contorted with sick pleasure as he delivered a vicious slap that snapped my head sideways.The sting of the slap spread like fi
Owned By The Devil 3
Azalea“You’re going to regret this,” she seethed, her voice trembling. I leaned in close enough to catch the scent of her expensive perfume. “I already regret a hundred things every day. But standing up to you won’t be one of them.” She blinked. Once. Twice. Then turned sharply on her heel and stormed away, her heels clicking against the marble floor like war drums. I remained frozen, rooted to the spot. My hands were still shaking.That stranger.Just thinking of him made my stomach twist into painful knots.I forcefully shoved Sandra from my mind. That wasn’t the war I needed to fight. Not today. Other demons awaited. As I made my way behind the counter, I pulled out my phone. A new message blinked at the top of the screen. Unknown private number.“Is it done?” But I didn’t need a name to know who it was. I reread the message three times. Each time, the same wave of nausea rolled through me. My hands clenched around the phone. How on earth did he know my number? How on earth
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