Deal With The Devil のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

(Bright’s POV)I stared at Livioski for a moment before finally releasing an amused chuckle. Nobody told me this guy was a good actor. He can definitely fool anyone with his butler-vibe.I scanned my eyes around the place. What the hell is this place anyway?I brushed my hair back using my hand. I’m not sure how we will get here, but I won’t be surprised if this is a dream. I don’t really remember having this kind of place in prison. This place feels like a paradise. "Where's Cole?" I asked half-jokingly.I don’t even know why he’s the first person I’d look for in such a strange place. I’m not really expecting an answer because I’m a hundred percent sure this is a dream. But to my surprise, Livioski straightened his posture and said, "Follow me."I blinked. "Wait, seriously?"My brows furrowed slightly. Wait… He’s actually here? I thought…I was just fucking around. The heck?He turned his back at me, gesturing for me to walk with him. I hesitated for

(Bright’s POV)I wanted to ask her more questions, but then she suddenly slammed the door right into my face.What the…That was intentional.I was just about to protest when I felt presence behind me. I turned to look behind me, and my lips parted when I saw a bunch of people inside. They look like they’ve been waiting for me.There are at least five of them. Two women are carrying garment bags, a gay man with a case full of makeup, and a couple more holding accessories and shoes.I frowned at their funny looking faces.They look like they’ve stepped straight out of a fashion magazine, and they are looking at me like predators. I don’t like the way they’re looking at me from head to toe, like they’re not seeing me as a person, but a doll they could dress up whatever they like. I have to be honest. It instantly puts me on edge.I didn’t know makeup could scare the shit out of me.“Uhmm… Hello?” I awkwardly said, waving my hand a little. I’m not su

(Bright’s POV)The car door clicked shut behind me as I stepped out. I could hear the sound of my shoes crunching lightly on the gravel as I stood up to look at what's in front of me.I stared up at the massive mansion in front of us. This also feels surreal.Just like Cole’s mansion, this feels like something that came out straight from the magazine. It's modern, sleek, and almost intimidating with its giant glass windows that stretch up like walls.From here, I can see the ocean glittering in the distance. Cool. It's a beach house. I bet they always get their daily dose of vitamin D here.I tend to forget sometimes that this is just a small island. Not that small. But to have all these places in just one island? Yeah. I’d call it very small.I glanced at the man standing in front of me. He’s busy looking at his phone, like he was checking something before he could gesture to me to proceed inside.Cole has been getting busier and busier lately. I’m not e

(Bryan’s POV) I watched as Cole stormed out of the dining room, dragging the little twink behind him. He’s even struggling to keep up to his pace because of their height difference. What a scum. I leaned back in my chair, smirking. That was unexpected. The way the kid looked, all wide eyes and delicate features, if it weren’t for the suit, I’d swear he was a girl. Interesting. That doesn't change the fact that Cole doesn't know how to treat him better, though. He’s dragging him like he doesn't care even if he trips on the way. Does he actually see him as someone he’d marry? Or is this one of his stupid tactics again? I don't know about him, but that's helping me. I like the fact that my problem is dealing with himself. I do not have to do anything to destroy his image of my father because he’s already doing it to himself. I should be thanking him for doing that. He got me worried for a second when Father told me that he invited Cole to dinner. I thought he was going to marry

(Jade’s POV) [Three Hours Ago] The weight of the gun is solid in Isaac’s hands as I adjusted his grip. I could feel my fingers lightly brushing against his—something I was looking forward to. That's why I agreed to help him train. “No, like this,” I murmured, stepping closer as I guided his fingers into the right position. He looked at it confusedly. I’ve been trying to fix his grip on the gun, but he doesn’t really get it at all. “You need to keep your wrist firm, or the recoil is gonna mess up your aim.” Isaac nodded his head innocently. He didn’t say anything, and just followed my lead. His eyes are fixed on the target. I swallowed hard. We’re close. Too close. Isaac and I have known each other for a very long time. He became my comfort in this place. I still remember the first time I went here. I was very scared, but then he helped me adjust to this place. We have never separated since then. As the years pass,