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CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

作者: Skye Black
last update 公開日: 2026-05-17 18:48:29

NIKOLAI

It’s not often that I’m unsure of my decisions.

I think logically before I do anything, making sure my emotions are not in play. That they don’t interfere with what I’m doing.

Sometimes, that involved sacrificing the things I wanted to do and going with what I have to do. Going with what is necessary.

It’s for the best. Emotions only get you in trouble.

However, there is no sign of my usual clearheadedness as I step out of the bar and lead Julian to the parking lot where my car is.

The
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  • The Devil Who Claimed Me   CHAPTER THIRTY

    NIKOLAI Julian's eyes widen as if he’s not expecting that. Then, his gaze darts around the room, avoiding my eyes. He’s nervous. Why would he be nervous if he has nothing to hide? I count down silently in my head. He has ten seconds until I kick him out. 10… 9…. I almost expect him to say nothing so I can finally have an excuse to kick him out but then he opens his mouth to speak. “I like… your face,” he stammers. I sigh. Seriously? How many times have I heard that? He could at least try to be original and go with my body or something. Oh, wait… I’ve already heard that too. “Julian—” “I like the unpredictability of it,” he cuts in. That makes me stop. Unpredictable? Me? “It’s just… you look like you don’t care about anything,” he continues. “Like nothing gets to you. Like nothing sticks.” That’s because they don’t. I fold my arms, curious to see where this is going. He glances up at me. “And people probably think that’s intimidating. That it makes you untouchable.” He s

  • The Devil Who Claimed Me   CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

    NIKOLAI He looks up at me, his mouth slightly parted. Defiance and a little bit of anger shines in his eyes. I find myself being taken in. It’s not about the colour. I’ve dated a lot of people with blue eyes. A lot of forgettable people. But there’s something about Julian’s. His eyes are clear. Very clear. But more than that, there’s something in them. Something that doesn’t align with the rest of the world. Something unguarded, something almost reckless in its honesty. People don’t walk around like that. Not after they’ve learned the consequences of doing so. But Julian does. His eyes don’t hide anything. Whenever he feels something, it’s there. Curiosity. Irritation. Hesitation. Disdain. All of it, unfiltered, unpolished. Unprotected. Sometimes, I hate them. I hate the way they hold my gaze too long, like he’s trying to understand me. Like he’s trying to see me. That alone should make me distance myself and yet… I caress his chin slightly. “Are we clear?” His eyes glitte

  • The Devil Who Claimed Me   CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

    NIKOLAI I focus on driving and Julian watches the city pass by, his reflection faint against the window. Every now and then, I catch him glancing at me when he thinks I won’t notice. By the time I pull into the underground parking lot, the air between us has changed. It’s become thicker, quieter, anticipatory. I kill the engine. “Come on.” He opens the door and steps out of the car wordlessly. I unlock the door to my apartment and step inside. Julian lingers just behind me before crossing the threshold. It’s a space I barely use. I stay here sometimes when I need to get away from the mansion. Which occurs rarely. Sometimes, I bring my dates here. Can’t exactly take them to the mansion. That’d be too dangerous. I glance around. It’s a nice space, modestly sized. Clean lines. Neutral tones. A couch that’s rarely sat on. A small kitchen that’s never been used for anything more than water and the occasional beer. A bedroom upstairs. There are no personal items. N

  • The Devil Who Claimed Me   CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

    NIKOLAIIt’s not often that I’m unsure of my decisions.I think logically before I do anything, making sure my emotions are not in play. That they don’t interfere with what I’m doing.Sometimes, that involved sacrificing the things I wanted to do and going with what I have to do. Going with what is necessary.It’s for the best. Emotions only get you in trouble.However, there is no sign of my usual clearheadedness as I step out of the bar and lead Julian to the parking lot where my car is.The moment he entered the bar, the moment I saw the exposed skin, the moment I saw him looking like a fish out of water as he tried to awkwardly charm me, I knew what I was going to do.I tried to talk myself out of it but clearly, it didn’t work.Each word out of his mouth only spurred me on.I don’t know what it is about him that has caught my interest. Other than his good looks, he’s not my usual type.He’s awkward, unsure, impulsive and acts suspiciously. Nothing about him should attract my inte

  • The Devil Who Claimed Me   CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

    JULIAN Silence falls. For a second, I think I might’ve said the wrong thing. Then, Nikolai’s lips tilt up slightly. It’s not exactly a smile but something close. His gaze alights with interest. “And what is it that you want?” he asks quietly. My pulse spikes. This is it. This is the moment. This is the question that matters. I could say something safe. Deflect. Play it off. Instead, I hold his gaze. “You.” The word hangs between us, heavy and dangerous. For a moment, everything goes still. The noise of the bar fades into the background. All I can focus on is the way his eyes lock onto mine, unblinking, unreadable. He leans in slightly. It’s not enough to invade my space but it’s enough for the familiar scent of his cologne to hit my nostrils. “That’s a dangerous thing to want,” he says softly. My breath catches. “So I’ve been told.” Another pause. Longer this time. Then he leans back again, creating distance like he was never close in the first place. “But at lea

  • The Devil Who Claimed Me   CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

    JULIAN He raises a hand to signal the bartender and he comes running to our table, like a puppet tugged by invisible strings. He’s a little too eager as he converses with Nikolai who remains polite in contrast. “Something light,” he says. The bartender nods, his gaze lingers a little bit longer on him and then he leaves. Mild irritation courses through my body. Eager much? Is that how I look when I’m with Nikolai? I hope to hell not. I turn my irritation to Nikolai. “Do you always order for all your dates?” He raises an eyebrow, his gray eyes sharp. “I wasn’t aware we were on a date.” I freeze. I almost raise a hand to slap my own mouth. Presumptuous much, Julian? My mind mocks. And here I am, calling another man eager. I’m even worse than he is. This, right here, is why I don’t go on dates. I always end up saying something embarrassing. Something that makes me want to crawl in a hole and die. Like now. “I’m sorry—” “If you were,” Nikolai interrupts, “would you be offe

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