All Chapters of The Devil you begged for: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

ISLA~•~The house was quiet when I came back from class.I was halfway up the stairs when the echo of the front gates rolling open made me pause. I wasn’t certain if Lorenzo was home or not so I couldn’t tell if he was the one arriving or one of his men.I lingered anyway. Over the past few weeks, Lorenzo and I had been playing a game. He pretended he cared about me, pretended that giving me space and letting me drive myself meant he trusted me while I pretended his care touched me. I acted like I trusted him because that was the only way to get him to actually trust me, or at least, try to.A moment later, the door opened and light footsteps crossed the floor. I leaned against the railings to watch. I was surprised to see a woman walking past the staircase. She was dressed in plain jeans, a dark sweater, and her hair was pulled back with no effort. She stopped short when she noticed me and for some reason, I didn’t look away.She stared at me for a moment. She looked like she was y

ISLA~•~The drive through the city street was quiet. Lorenzo sat at the wheel, his focus on the road ahead of him while I kept my hands folded in my lap, pretending to focus on the view.In truth, I was watching him.I knew that he knew I had tried to listen in on their conversation. I didn’t know when my legs carried me down to his office but as soon as I found myself there, my phone started ringing. It was Sophia calling but I had immediately declined the call and run away, leaving my curiosity unfulfilled.The fact that he didn’t try to check who was at the door made me certain he already knew who it was.I felt embarrassed.I expected him to ask me about it after he was done but he merely invited me to dinner. It was strange, unsettling, and oddly infuriating.“You keep staring at me,” Lorenzo said without looking at me.“No, I’m not,” I denied as I looked away.He hummed, tapping his finger against the wheel. “Keep lying to yourself.”I opened my mouth to speak but closed it bac

ISLA~•~My birthday came faster than I wanted. It was my first birthday alone. I wasn’t mentally prepared for it seeing as it was a party being hosted at Lorenzo’s house and the man was unpredictable as fuck. Lorenzo was a lot more invested in the party than I was. As though it had anything to do with him, he had taken me to get my hair and nails done. On the day of the party, he brought in a make-up artist. He bought me a new dress and a pair of matching heels. He told me it was my special day and I needed to feel special but I couldn’t shake the feeling that it was a lot more than that.I’d just worn the dress that arrived at my room this morning when I heard a knock on the door. It was long, white, and elegant with thin straps and a plunging neckline that exposed my cleavage. The dress hugged my body up to my hips and past my thighs, it flared out with a very high slit. The heels were white as well with signature red bottoms. I couldn’t lie. I looked very good. It almost made me

ISLA~•~Before I could say anything, I heard a voice behind me. “You shouldn’t be here.”I froze at Lorenzo’s voice as though I was the one caught doing something I shouldn’t be doing.The actual culprit, however, was as calm as ever as he closed the drawer he was rummaging through and looked up to see Lorenzo and me. The stranger cleared his throat, then chuckled. “You should hire better security, Russo. Anyone can walk in here.”I was relieved that it wasn’t Ryan, but it made me wonder where he could have wandered to. Lorenzo, still standing behind me, pushed the door further open. There were three other men in the room but they were more of bodyguards than his accomplices. “Only you and Nikolai poke your heads where they don’t belong, Alex.” His tone did nothing to hide the disdain he had for the boy. I paused at those words. While I barely attended mafia events in the past, I and everyone else in the underworld knew who Nikolai was. Nikolai and Lorenzo were sworn enemies and th

ISLA~•~“If you want to kill me, Isla, don’t kiss me first.”“If I don’t kiss you, how can you be distracted enough for me to grab the knife?” I spat out.“Well, you still didn’t succeed, did you?”Silence followed his words but I still didn’t let the knife go. Instead, I tried harder. His words made me angrier. The mocking tone. The way he knew I never stood a chance against him. The way he never failed to point it out. My hand shook against his, desperately trying to pierce through his heartless chest.He sighed at my futile attempts. “I thought we’d gotten past this stage, dolcezza. Do you really want me dead?”I’d almost forgotten about wanting to kill him. I’d almost forgotten that he was my enemy. I’d almost forgotten that he was the reason I was in such a pathetic state today but he just had to remind me just how cruel he was.My birthday used to be something special. I could still hear my parents singing me the birthday song. I could still hear my brother running around with