All Chapters of Deal With The Devil: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

(Bright’s POV)“What the fuck are you talking about?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Something so evil? What is he going to do? He’s going to pull off his little magic trick and make everyone vanish in this party?Cole didn’t answer. He just looks over his shoulder, scanning the room like he’s watching for someone. His jaw tightens, and before I can press him further, he grabs my arm and pulls me into a dark corner behind a column.“Stay quiet,” he whispered.I try to protest, but he steps closer. His body is practically pinning me to the wall. My eyes widened in surprise. My heart is racing exaggeratedly, and not in the way it usually does when I’m nervous. This is different. His scent is so close—something woodsy and clean—and I hate myself for noticing.“Cole, what—”“Shh,” he cuts me off, nodding toward the party.I follow his gaze and spot a man standing just a few meters away, answering a call. He’s well-dressed, older. I think I’ve seen

(Bright’s POV)“Awww!” I groaned as Cole drags me down to a dimly lit hallway.His grip on my wrist was tight enough to make me wince. I stumble to keep up from his pace. I hope he realizes that I don’t have his damn long legs. He’s walking like we’re being chased or something.After Garcia left, he didn’t even let me finish my bottle of wine, and just dragged me out like a kid. But the thing I can’t shake is the look on Cole’s face as he led me away from it all.He didn’t look nervous that Garcia was—possibly caught him with a gun—but he does look annoyed. That’s probably the main reason why he’s dragging me like a sack of potatoes right now. He should have vented his annoyance to Garcia. Not me.Why does it have to be all the time? Argh!When we’re far enough from the noise of the party, he stopped and shoved me back against the cold brick wall. I gasped for air, thinking I just lost the ability to breathe for a second. He caged me with his corded hands lik

(Bright’s POV)The sound of my footsteps echoed in the hallway as I made my way to the calling station. I’m trying to keep it lowkey because the last thing I wanted to happen is a bunch of motherfuckers finding out it’s my schedule today. They will surely steal my schedule sheet from me.“Why are you here?” he asked as soon as I entered his office. I didn’t bother knocking because that’s no use anyway.“I hope you’re not thinking it’s your company I’m after,” I replied, waving the schedule sheet in my hand. He crossed his arms, shrugging his shoulders as he’s thinking about believing my words.“I imagine your boyfriend wouldn’t be too thrilled about this little visit.”I roll my eyes, ignoring the jab. “Yeah, well, he doesn’t own me, and he’s not my boyfriend.” I slide the schedule sheet across his desk, pointing to the time slot I’m here for. “I’m scheduled for a call. Ten minutes. You approved it.”He picks up the sheet lazily, scanning it like he doesn’t a

(Bright’s POV)I can’t believe this is my life now.Out of all the conditions my ex-boss could’ve given me, this is what he came up with—spy on Cole?He said he heard about our strange closeness, which I found really gross. Whoever gave him that information is bad news. But it’s not like I have a choice anyways. That’s so much better than a million much worse things he could have asked me to do.It’s very simple if you think about it. He just wants me to keep tabs on him, figure out what his deal is, and report back like a sly fox. I’m trying so hard to stay away from him, and now I’m supposed to get closer?Great. Just great.Apparently, the world outside these walls is obsessed with Cole. People are calling him “too hot to be a criminal.” Some are even joking about getting themselves locked up just to see him in person. A killer with a fan club. What a time to be alive.It makes me wonder if these people are all sick in the head. Like what kind of brain

(Bright’s POV)I can't fucking move.He’s pinning me firmly on the bed that all I was able to do was squirm like a worm. I panicked when his hand started to go down my private part.“Don't you think about it, Cole!” I angrily warned.I felt him leaned closer, until his lips brushed the skin on my neck. I whimpered silently as I felt his bulge hitting my ass. I can feel it getting bigger every time it touches me. I’m a guy myself, and believe me when I say that this guy’s dick is larger than average.“Stop it!”He didn't listen.Instead, he continued his way inside my pants until his hands already wrapped around my aroused cock.“You know you like it, little bunny,” he sexily whispered in my ears, while his hand started to slowly stroke my private part. I buried my face in the sheets to prevent myself from making nasty noises.I don't want him to think that I’m enjoying this. And I don't want to admit to myself that I am.When he realized that