All Chapters of HIS DARK DEVOTION : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Iris POV My heart races violently with every passing second from his closeness, his hot breath grazes my forehead, his intense eyes they’re stripping me bare and that lustful stare... It's even making it hard to breathe. I feel like I’m going to faint.My lips tremble as I try to form a word, a last time testing my luck."Please… can-cel the wedding, Mr. Stone.”I try to keep my voice steady, but his presence makes it impossible. I silently pray to God, please, make him cancel it. I can’t marry a criminal... a murderer, rapist, or whatever monstrous crimes he’s committed. I can’t marry him.His brown eyes are piercing, the scars running across his cheek make him look even more dangerous and his thick, wavy, shoulder-length hair frames his face with an unsettling beauty. But I know how ugly he is on the inside. Why does God make the worst men look the most beautiful? Maybe He realizes His mistake and leaves behind the scars.“Now I’ve seen you, there’s no chance of that.” His voice co

Iris POV He moved, letting the bullet hit the window. The glass shattered into pieces, making a loud noise.His lips curved into a victorious smirk as he got exactly what he wanted, and realization struck me. I had just used a gun and I shot him with perfect aim.“My little thing knows how to use a gun,” he said, his feet carrying him closer to me. “But as far as I know, you’re a teacher. And the precision you used while shooting at me… that’s something only a professional would have.”“I….. I learn it for self defence” I try to defend myself.His hand shot out, wrapping around my throat firm enough to kill me with little more pressure. He yanked me forward, his forehead pressing against mine, his breath sharp and furious.“I hate liars,” he growled, voice low and venomous.The air shifted.I dared to meet his eyes. The moment I did, my breath caught in my throat.He leaned in, his lips brushing my ear.“Do you know what I do to liars?”His voice was a whisper. But it was more terrif

Author's POV The gunshot rings into the cold air, echoing like a scream. Darkest red colour blood splattered on the floor, staining the wall red.Three men stood watching, almost enjoying themselves as the victim dropped to his knees, clutching his stomach. His breaths were broken, insane fear was clear on his face. He could see death staring back at him.Desperately, the man pressed his trembling hands together, pleading, his entire body shaking from pain and terror. “Please… don’t kill me. I have kids, my wife is waiti-....”The sentence died in his throat as another gunshot tore through his skin, straight into his heart.His body collapsed backward on the floor, a fresh pool of blood spreading beneath him.“What the fuck did you just do, Ethan?” The growl ripped through the silence of the corridor.Ethan let out a slow sigh, turning around. His hazel eyes show irritation. “I hate those family dreams, Alexander,” he muttered, rolling his eyes. “Motherfucker annoyed me.” With a sh