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บททั้งหมดของ The Devil's Mistress: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

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DAMIEN RAPHAËL POVI woke to the warmth and steady sound of her breathing. For a moment, I just laid there, eyes half open, watching the way the morning sun traced lazy lines across her bare skin. Roxanne slept like someone who hadn't rested in years. Peaceful. Comfortable. Like my bed was where she belonged.Her hair was spread across the pillow, a few strands clinging to her cheek. Her leg was tangled with mine, the oversized shirt barely clinging to her body. My shirt. She looked better in it than I ever had.I stared, fascinated by the way her lashes rested against her cheeks and the way her lips parted just slightly, like she was dreaming of something soft.I shifted a little, brushing a few loose strands away from her face, my knuckles dragging slowly down her cheek. She didn't stir, not right away. I leaned in and pressed a slow kiss to her neck, then another just beneath her ear.She leaned into it instinctively, a soft moan slipping past her lips as she rolled slightly into
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DAMIEN RAPHAËL POVThe abandoned railway station had been dead for decades. Rusted tracks stretched into nowhere, covered in weeds and gravel. Steel beams towered above like skeletons, it was silent and the perfect cover.I stayed low behind a collapsed concrete wall, crouched in the shadows, watching Martín Rivera.The kid was sloppy, too eager and confident.He stood beside a cargo crate in the center of the platform, nothing fancy, just your average black duffel, unzipped and loaded with bricks of processed fentanyl. The original buyer, a twitchy mid-level runner from the Eastern zone, had just peeled off with the shipment. Legit and scheduled.But Martín didn't leave. He stayed behind, pacing and checking his watch. That's when the real transaction started.A second crew pulled in, an unmarked van, tinted windows and out-of-town plates. They didn't step lightly. Loud laughter and heavy boots. Three men climbed out, each one holding a suitcase. Cash.Martín welcomed them like th
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DAMIEN RAPHAËL POVI closed the bedroom door behind me and moved toward the bathroom, the low throb on my back reminding me of the fight.I grabbed the first aid kit from under the sink, popped the latch open, and headed out. But, I didn't get far before I heard her voice."Damien...you're finally back?" I looked over my shoulder.There she was. Sitting up in bed, hair tousled, eyes half-lidded as she blinked against the low light. She rubbed her palm against her face and yawned softly.I nodded. "Go back to sleep, kitten," I muttered, pausing at the edge of the room. "I'll be in my study." I didn't wait for her response. I needed to be alone. Needed to breathe. Needed to remember who the hell I was again.I turned and walked out before she could see too much, before I had to answer the questions already forming in her head.I walked to the study, shrugged off my jacket and peeled the shirt from my back, hissing slightly as the fabric clung to the wound. I tossed both to the floor.
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DAMIEN RAPHAËL POVHer lips tasted like defiance and want.Sweet, maddening.Her hands tangled in my hair, trying to pull me deeper, closer, like she couldn’t get enough. Hell, I couldn’t either.She shifted slightly on the desk, her thighs brushing mine, the curve of her hips aligning with my grip as I stepped between them. I wrapped one hand around her waist, the other threading into her hair as I deepened the kiss, swallowing her quiet gasp.Her body arched into me. I gritted my teeth, forcing myself to slow down and be gentle with her. I pulled back slightly, letting my forehead rest against hers. My hand slid down the back of her neck, fingers brushing along her spine. "You sure about this, kitten?" I asked, keeping her anchored to me. "You still think there’s good in me?"A part of me wanted to ruin her completely. But, another part wanted to keep her untouched by everything that made me the man I am.She blinked up at me, her eyes half-lidded as she bit slightly on her lip.
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DAMIEN RAPHAËL POV I stood straight and unbuckled my belt one-handed, pushing down my pants just enough to free my hardened cock. I looked at her, seeing her hair spread out on the desk and the innocent look in her eyes as I slowly withdrew my fingers. I shifted her panties aside and positioned myself at her entrance, but I didn't thrust into her immediately; instead, I teased her by rubbing the head against her clit. I stared at her, jaw tightening. "Still think I'm a good man?" She smiled faintly, nodding and I placed a gentle kiss on her lips.I grabbed her hips roughly and squeezed into her hard and deep, making her gasp loudly. I didn't give her time to adjust as I started pounding into her aggressively, my balls slapping against her ass with each thrust. My hand covered her mouth to muffle her sharp moans. "Mmm...kitten, don't get too loud now."She whimpered, eyes rolling back as I filled her completely. She bit my hand covering her mouth, stopping herself from screaming a
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ROXANNE POVI smoothed my hand down the side of my dark blue dress, watching my reflection in the tall mirror near the dresser as my mind slowly drifted back to last night in the study room with Damien. But, I quickly shook my head, having no regrets as I tried to focus on my outfit, instead. The fabric hugged my body just right; elegant and tasteful. My heels gave me just the right lift, and the soft waves I’d curled into my hair fell down my shoulders like something out of a magazine cover I never thought I’d resemble.I tucked a loose strand behind my ear and gave myself one last look. Nervous? Maybe a little. A soft knock came at the door, and I glanced over my shoulder.Damien stood there, leaning casually against the doorframe with his hands in his pockets. He wore black dress pants and a crisp white button-up, no tie, no jacket. His sleeves were rolled just past the elbows, exposing those forearms I pretended not to think about too often.God help me. His eyes trailed over
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ROXANNE POVI was back at Damien's estate. In the city I once fought tooth and nail to leave behind. The echoes of names I tried to forget. Garry. Kendrick. It was like a bad memory had followed me across oceans only to sit at the doorstep the minute the key was turned.I stood inside the greenhouse, the one just off the side of the estate’s east wing. A gentle breeze crept in from the open panels above, rustling the tall herbs and plants Damien kept alive in this space. The air smelled like damp earth and rosemary. But I barely noticed.I was listening.Thomas’s voice came from my left and Damien stood beside him, hands folded loosely in front of him, quiet as ever."I ran the report you gave me," Thomas said, flipping through a file in his hand. "All the names you remembered. The timeline. The vague details about your mother. Her face. The car crash. Everything." I didn’t respond. I just stared blankly at a tall lavender stalk in front of me.Thomas paused before continuing, his
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ROXANNE POVIt was late afternoon by the time the glitter dust began to settle, literally.Angelina and I were camped out in the living room, surrounded by colored paper, glue sticks, pipe cleaners, foam letters, tiny pom-poms, and that one pair of pink safety scissors she refused to use unless I was holding them with her. I was still brushing specks of gold off my thighs from the earlier explosion of a glitter tube she swore was sealed."Pass me the purple feather." She said, leaning over the half-done showcase project we were crafting. It was a pop-up solar system made from recycled materials, paper mâché, and over-the-top decorations."Which one?" I teased, picking up both a soft lilac and a deep violet.She squinted. "The galaxy one. The dramatic one." I laughed and handed it to her. "Drama feather, coming right up." Angelina stuck it on the Saturn ring with proud precision and leaned back, smearing glue on her cheek without even noticing. I reached over and wiped it with the
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ROXANNE POVI had just stepped through the back entrance of the nightclub, the bass-heavy rhythm from the main floor thudding beneath my heels. The lighting back here was dimmer, more muted. Cleaner. It always smelled faintly like citrus disinfectant and expensive cologne, probably Damien’s doing.I knew I didn’t have to be here. Not technically.I wasn’t just playing waitress for the cash or running anymore. Not since everything with Damien had unraveled and tangled itself around my life. But coming here kept my head clear. Keeps my thoughts busy. Kept me from spiraling.As I made my way toward the stairs leading up to the office, someone stepped out of the staff hallway just ahead. Tall, charming smile, the same soft eyes that had once made me feel...normal."Look who finally made it back...again," Samuel said, resting a towel over his shoulder as he flashed me a grin. "I heard you got promoted to the boss’s office." I hesitated, brushing a curl behind my ear as I gave him a small
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ROXANNE POVI sat sideways on Damien's desk, my heels brushing lightly against the drawer as I crossed my legs. He was leaning back in his chair, one hand resting casually on my knee now, the other holding onto a glass with what I assumed was bourbon. His sleeves were still rolled to his elbows, tie long forgotten for the night, and the first two buttons of his shirt undone."So," He said, breaking the silence, "How are you managing with Angelina and that school project?" I smiled, reaching for a piece of paper from the stack beside me. "It was a glitter apocalypse." I teased, "We completed it though and she's obsessed. That's all that matters." He chuckled. "You're good with her." "I try." I shrugged, playing with the edge of the paper. "Though I swear she gets more energetic when it's bedtime. Like she's training for a marathon in secret." His hand slid slightly up my leg, a slow movement I almost didn't catch."She's lucky to have you," He added, voice quieter this time as he
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