Lahat ng Kabanata ng Seducing The Devil: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Hurt. Used. Broken.Those were the only words to describe how Tessa felt. She stood frozen, staring at Tamlin’s bleeding wound, unable to look away.Who would have thought the man she loved so deeply would betray her like this? That the best friend she trusted with everything would stab her in the back?How quickly everything had changed.Now, here she was, blood staining her hands, eyes locked on Tamlin’s body as his wound bled heavily.A horrified shriek shattered the silence."Ahhhhhhh!" Yasmin screamed.Tamlin’s gaze flickered with something dark—rage, amusement, something she couldn’t place. He gritted his teeth, tearing the bedsheet from the mattress and pressing it against his wound to slow the bleeding. Then, despite his injury, he took a step toward her."Oh, Tessa," he said, his voice laced with mockery. "Did you really think you could kill me that easily?"Tessa's grip tightened on the shattered bottle. Out of pure impulse, she swung at him again, aiming for his chest.She

A sleek black Lamborghini glided to a stop in front of a towering skyscraper, its glass facade reflecting the city lights like a vision from the future. The structure stretched so high it seemed to challenge the heavens. The driver quickly stepped out, hurrying to the passenger’s side. With a practiced motion, he opened the door, revealing a man who exuded power and sophistication. He was the very definition of exquisite—clad in a designer Armani suit that hugged his masculine physique. His brown hair was slicked back, though a few rebellious strands fell over his forehead, making him look effortlessly alluring. Every movement he made was precise, almost regal, as his polished designer shoes clicked against the interlocked pavement. Vernon Carter. That was his name. A name that commanded both fear and admiration. Without breaking stride, he entered the building, his steps measured and purposeful. "Good morning, sir," the employees greeted, bowing their heads in respect. He acknow

"We're here," Zayne announced as he pulled the car to a stop. Tessa scoffed, rolling her eyes. "I'm not going in." She crossed her arms over her chest in defiance. Zayne let out a small sigh before turning to her with that boyish look—his voice dropping into something soft, almost pleading. "Please—" Tessa quickly averted her gaze, refusing to fall for it. He was doing that adorable face again, shit- the ones that babies do when they want something from their mother. "Stop that, you're way too old for that" she scoffed. "Then step out of the car!" He groaned racking his jet black hair. But then, as she glanced out the window, she finally took in the mansion before her. The towering structure loomed in the dim lighting, its dark, elegant exterior exuding power and wealth. The sheer size of it sent a shiver down her spine, an unexplainable tension settling in her stomach. Before she could process it further, the car door swung open, revealing two towering men. They were mas

Morning arrived faster than Tessa had expected. Her body was still sore from the unholy activities of the previous night. As golden rays of sunlight peeked through the curtains, warming her skin, her eyes fluttered open.She reached out, searching for the other side of the bed—only to grasp nothing but cool sheets. Vernon was gone.Her gaze swept across the vast bedroom, and only then did she realize she wasn’t in his room anymore. She was back in the guest room he had assigned her. Rolling her eyes, she dragged herself out of bed, her muscles protesting with a dull ache.With a soft groan, she made her way to the bathroom. As warm water cascaded over her skin, she closed her eyes in satisfaction, a quiet moan slipping past her lips.Her mind drifted back to the previous night. Her cheeks flushed.She bit her lip, recalling the way she had moaned like a desperate little thing with just his fingers inside her. A shiver ran down her spine at the thought.What if he had actually taken he

Vernon looked down at the small figure on the bed, her delicate fingers gripping his suit as though holding on for dear life. His expression remained unreadable, his sharp gaze lingering on her peaceful face for a second too long.Then, without hesitation, he pried her hand away and stepped back.As he exited the room, Ethan was already waiting for him. “Sir, Mrs. Jane Cameron refused to reschedule the meeting.”Vernon scoffed, his lips curling slightly. “Tell her to come here, then.”Without waiting for a response, he continued walking, his measured strides leading him toward his own room. The heavy door shut behind him, sealing him in the silence he always welcomed.He moved to the nightstand, his fingers instinctively reaching for the drawer. With a quiet click, it slid open, revealing a single photograph.A woman.Emerald-green eyes. Sun-kissed blonde hair. A constellation of freckles dusting her cheeks.Vernon’s grip on the photograph tightened. A flicker of emotion crossed his f