Todos os capítulos de Satan: Her Worst Nightmare: Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 105

In the Calascione Villa, Satan walked to the glass room where he had forced Brianna and assaulted her to no end. Maybe it was the last straw which he broke with his cruel actions."Brother, what are you thinking?" Rose walked from behind with a curious look on her face."Nothing. Let's go." Satan forced a smile and walked past her. Although he didn't say it, Rose understood he was starting to feel guilty. Other than the emotion of revenge and hatred, Satan was oblivious to many beautiful feelings. In the past month, he had changed a lot, and those changes were for the better. It wasn't easy for Rose to see her brother suffering every day. She had spent her days in the house and abandoned her clinic because she wanted Satan to return to his original self - a gentleman."Reeve, we are getting late." Rose heard the distinct yelling of Satan and hurried towards the car. Rose was afraid and excited because it was the day Satan would meet Emma and get the answers to all his silent questio

The news of Satan's accident was kept confidential. Except for a few close people, no one was aware of it. Robert, who was far away in Singapore received the news with a heavy heart. He looked over at Brianna who was talking to her baby with a small smile on her face. Over the past month, other than having nightmares, she was fine. Her body had returned to its original plump shape. Robert did not know how she will perceive the news of Satan's accident. "What are you staring at?" Brianna felt someone's eyes on her and could not help looking up to see who it was. "Brianna, you might have to return to Florida." Robert sighed deeply. There was no other way. She was still Satan's wife and her presence were necessary. "Why? Did Satan threaten you with Rose?" Brianna frowned as she thought of this possibility. "It is because of Satan, but this time he didn't threaten anyone. Brianna, Satan was involved in a deathly accident and right now he is in the operating room. No one knows if he

Emma stood on the balcony with a serene smile on her slightly wrinkled face. The man beside her handed her a cup of warm coffee."Thanks, Emma. If not for you, I would have been dead by now." Fiasca stood beside Emma as both reminisced. "Don't thank me, Fiasca. You are a good man. That's why God helped you." Emma shook her head slightly."You always have your way with words." Fiasca laughed out loud."I am a businesswoman, after all." Emma shrugged her shoulder's as if it was nothing."Yeah, the iron lady." Fiasca grumbled in disdain. ****************Short poetry for my lovely readers:It is an ancient Mariner,And he stoppeth one of three.'By thy long grey beard and glittering eye,Now wherefore stopp'st thou me?The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide,And I am next of kin;The guests are met, the feast is set:May'st hear the merry din.'He holds him with his skinny hand,'There was a ship,' quoth he.'Hold off! unhand me, grey-beard loon!'Eftsoons his hand dropt he.He holds h