LOGINWARNING: 18+ Contains explicit sex scenes. ***** Blood. Lust. Bodies... Sex. Pain. Love. They were never meant to exist separately. All Aiden wanted was to get his niece back alive. Instead, he walked straight into the grip of a man who ruled him– body, mind, and every fragile nerve in between. Power became obsession. Obsession became desire. And desire became something far more dangerous. When Aiden is given the chance to go back and change everything, he discovers the cruelest truth of all: the man who ruined him, the man he craves… may be the very man he once swore to destroy. ***** If you crave dark romance, forbidden attraction, and a dangerous Dom/Sub dynamic woven into a twisted love story, ‘THE DEVIL’S GAME’ was written for you.
View MoreGianna shifted the thin strap of her panties to the side, her fingers brushing against Bernard's hard dick. She wrapped her hand around it, feeling the hardness, the heat, the way the veins popped along its length.God, she loved this. Loved the weight of it in her hand, the way it throbbed under her touch.She felt the sticky liquid at the tip and smiled. He wanted this just as much as she did.For a moment, she had the thought to lick it, to take him in her mouth and make him lose his mind. But the way her pussy throbbed, aching and wet, she couldn't wait. She needed to feel him inside her. That very second.She positioned herself above him, rubbing the tip of his dick against her pussy. The sensation made her bite her lip hard, pleasure shooting through her as she felt how wet she already was, how ready.She rubbed him around the hole a few more times, teasing both herself and Bernard, watching his face contort with need."Gianna," he growled, his voice strained. "Stop teasing."Sh
Bernard parked his car in the driveway and killed the engine. He sat there for a moment, letting out a long breath, his hands still gripping the steering wheel.It had been a hell of a day. Between the shootout at Gianna's warehouse, dealing with the Yellows, and watching Vito navigate his complicated situation with Aiden, Bernard was exhausted.All he wanted was a cold shower and maybe a drink. Or three.He grabbed his jacket from the passenger seat and got out of the car, locking it behind him. The night air was cool, quiet. His neighborhood was one of the few places in the city where you could actually hear yourself think.He walked up the path to his front door, fishing his keys out of his pocket.That's when he noticed it.The doormat.It was slightly adjusted. Just a few inches to the left, barely noticeable.But Bernard was meticulous about everything in his life. Every object had its place. Everything had an order.And the doormat was not where it should be.Someone had been h
The moment Elena saw Aiden, her face crumpled.Tears spilled down her cheeks instantly, and she scrambled off the couch, running toward him with her arms stretched out."Aiden!" she sobbed.Aiden dropped to his knees and caught her, pulling her into a tight hug. His arms wrapped around her small body, holding her like he was afraid she might disappear if he let go."Elena," he breathed, his voice cracking. "Oh God, Elena."Behind them, Vito made a face, looking almost offended. He had just spent the last few hours keeping this kid calm, getting her food, making sure she was comfortable, and the second she saw Aiden, she started crying like he had been torturing her or something."I thought I lost you," Aiden whispered into Elena's hair, fighting back his own tears. "I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry.""I was scared," Elena hiccupped. "There were bad people and they had guns and–""Shh, it's okay. You're safe now. I promise."Aiden pulled back slightly, his hands moving over her frantical
Aiden woke up the next morning to an empty house.The bed was too big, too soft, too quiet. For a moment, he just lay there, staring at the ceiling, trying to remember where he was.Then it all came flooding back. He sat up slowly, rubbing his eyes. The house was silent. No footsteps. No voices. Nothing.He got out of bed and walked to the window, pulling back the curtain. Outside, he could see guards stationed at various points around the property. Two by the gate. One near the garage. Another walking the perimeter.But no sign of Vito.Aiden let the curtain fall back and headed downstairs.The house was even more massive in the daylight. Everything looked expensive and untouched, like it was a showroom rather than a place where people actually lived.He wandered from room to room, trying to find something… anything, to keep himself occupied.The living room had a TV, but he couldn't find the remote. There was a library with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, but all the books looked lik
Aiden bit his lip, his mind racing. He hadn't really thought about what he'd do to his father's killer when he eventually found him. He'd been so focused on just finding the person responsible, on getting answers, that he'd never actually planned beyond that point.But now, standing here with Vito
Aiden was still laying on the desk, his body slack and trembling, when he heard the bathroom door open.Vito stepped out, already fully dressed, looking completely composed like nothing had just happened. He was drying his hands with a napkin, his movements casual, and unhurried.Aiden could hear t
Aiden was pacing back and forth in the large office room, his footsteps echoing against the hardwood floor. Back and forth. And back and forth. He counted the steps… twelve one way, twelve back, trying to keep his mind occupied, trying not to think about Vito.Or what they'd done.Or the way his bo
Aiden's brain stuttered to a halt."W-what?""You heard me.""I... I don't..." Aiden's hands were shaking now. He gripped the edge of the desk behind him, his knuckles going white. "Here? Now?""Yes. Here. Now.""Vito, I–""Oh." A wicked smile grew on Vito’s face and Aiden’s blood ran cold. “You’re
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