All Chapters of Seducing The Devil: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“I need to get closer to him,” Tessa whispered, running her fingers through her hair. “But how?”She couldn't afford to lose this opportunity—not now. This was her chance to turn the tables, to make Tamlin and Yasmin regret ever betraying her.Her fists clenched at the thought. She needed a way to stay close to Vernon, to keep him within reach. Then it hit her—if she wanted to seduce him, she had to be around him. Working for him would be the perfect excuse.But before she could dwell on the idea any longer, the distant sound of a car pulling into the compound snapped her out of her thoughts.She tore the sheets off her, running to the glass window and pulling the curtain to the side. It was Vernon, he was back.Tessa's grip on the curtain tightened. “I'll tell him” she mumbled.Her gaze on him unwavering, watching his every step like a hawk, till he entered the house.She let the go of the curtain and ran down the stairs to meet him. He welcomed her with a frown.Obviously still upse

Yasmin blinked, clearly stung by Tessa’s words, but quickly masked it with a scoff. She walked to the back of her car, gesturing dramatically at the dented trunk. “So, who’s gonna pay for this?” she asked, her tone laced with mockery. “Oh right, I forgot—you’re broke now.” Tessa folded her arms, a smirk tugging at her lips. If only Yasmin knew. “How much is it?” Tessa asked smuggly. Yasmin smirk widened. “Five million dollars, that's if you have that.” She chucked Tessa slipped out her phone. Yasmin gasped. Tessa was using the latest iPhone, the one she's been bothering Tamlin for. Or was she rich now? Could Vernon really be protecting her? Tessa raised her brows as she stared at Yasmin, who was lost in thought. Tessa cleared her throat to get her attention. “The account number.” Yasmin called out the account number and she deposited the money in her account. Shocking her. The cost of the damage wouldn't actually cost this much, she just did it to humiliate Tessa

Her heart rate tripled, the car barreled towards her at an alarming speed. She tried to run, but it was useless–no one could outrun a car.She tripped, crumpling to the ground, her wrists scraped the floor, her blood oozing from the wound– but that was the least of her problems.She struggled to push herself up, but a sharp sting shot through her ankle. Paralyzing her.The car was almost on her now.She crawled backwards, her bottom rubbing against the floor.Tears blurred her vision, her breaths were short and shaky, her heart pounding against her ribs.Was this the end?Was she really going to die?Her eyes remained tightly shut, bracing herself for the inevitable impact–but was met with the eerie silence of the night.The cold wind slapped her face, forcing her to open her eyes.The car was gone.Was she hallucinating?She tried standing up trying to ignore the immense pain she felt.Slowly, she staggered into the night.__VERNON’S MANSION“Where the fuck is she?” Vernon snapped,

“Is something wrong? What's going on? I paid all the money I was required to?” Nickolas asked, his brows furrowed.Vernon's last thread of restraint snapped.Without another word, his clenched fist collided with Nickolas’ face, the sickening crack of his nose echoing through the room.Grabbing him by the collar, Vernon yanked him to the floor and straddled him, raining punches on his face. Blood spattered across the polished tiles, staining the once-pristine office.“What the fuck man!” Nickolas shrieked from the pain, as he used his hands to try and shield himself from Vernon's punches.The door swung open.“I’ve got your matcha—” Ethan froze, his eyes widening in horror at the scene before him. The cup slipped from his hand and clattered onto the desk.He rushed forward, trying to pull Vernon off, but the CEO was a man possessed. After several failed attempts, Ethan finally managed to drag him back, breathing heavily.Nickolas groaned, his face a mangled mess—lips split, nose shatte

He walked past her, ignoring her, like he always does.At this point, she's beginning to wonder if her plan is going to work or is she just fucking wasting her time.She strode to her room, shutting the door. She walked to the shower and freshened up before settling on the bed with her phone.A text popped up, it was from Nickolas.Have you gotten home?The text read, and she smiled, at least a guy cared about her.Yeah, I just finished showeringShe replied.Another text popped up.Maybe tomorrow, after I get discharged, we could grab a cup of coffee and hang out.She bit her lip before replying.I would love toShe knew Vernon would get crazy because of this but did she care? No, she wanted him to loose it and if this doesn't work she doesn't know what will.___Rebecca's shift had just ended, and she was done serving the last customer.“Thanks for coming, please do come again,” she smiled, masking her exhaustion.Of course she was tired. This was her third job for the day, and she