All Chapters of Possessed by the Devil: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

LeonTamara seemed to enjoy the game that was going on, and I was glad she did. She had her eyes focused on the men. She kept rubbing her hands together, which was understandable since it was cold outside. Maybe I should have told her to wear something warm. I removed my jacket and wrapped it around her. She turned, surprised. I said nothing and looked ahead, “you don't have to do this,” she said. I turned to see her attempting to pull the jacket on. “Keep it on. I'm fine.” I said, and she stopped. We stood there, silently watching the men wrestle with their arms linked together. “Do they do this every time?” She asked. “They don't. It only happens once in a while. But it's usually interesting.” I said. I had watched them most of the time from the balcony, and this was unknown to these men. “But we saw them doing something similar this morning,” she said, “doesn't that make it regular?” She asked. Was she genuinely interested in these things? “Does it?” I asked, and she turned to

LeonI liked the way Tamara's back straightened when I whispered into her ears. It shows I affected her. She moved and touched her ears, “I'm breathing fine,” she said, trying hard not to lock eyes with me. I smirked as I walked in. She walked behind me. The bar was filled up when we got there. Music resounded from the speaker. Round tables were filled with people chatting and clenching bottles and glasses together. I had a problem with such a bar. This was a famous bar, but not one that was visited by the elite. “The White picked it,” Sean said behind me. He had noticed the distaste on my face. I nodded. I knew he knew what I liked. I was not too fond of crowded places. There were too many eyes, which made it hard to put a name to them. A waiter in black trousers and a White tucked-in bottom shirt walked to us, “Mr. Guerra?” He asked, and I raised a brow. He bowed and stretched an arm, “this way. Mr. Woods is waiting,” he said, and we walked behind him. We took the stairs. The wa

TamaraI still couldn't believe Leon had kissed me. I knew he had done it for some reason cause he kept spouting nonsense and making eye contact with someone behind us. However, I couldn't deny the fact that I felt butterflies in my tummy when he kissed me, and I kissed him back. Why did I kiss him back? I felt embarrassed. My face was warm all through, and I wanted to hide inside my briefcase. I walked inside immediately, and we got back to the house. Yes. I was angry he kissed me without my permission, but then I felt more shame than anger.I allowed myself to become a toy for him.But then, this would not have happened if I wasn't at his mercy. He knew I was at his mercy, and he was exploiting it. He was using me to his satisfaction, and I didn't mind. I was doing this because of my brother. If only Jasper hadn't created this mess. If only I hadn't met Leon on that first day and hadn't watched him blow my boss's head off. My chest tightened as I thought about what Jasper must be

TamaraBirds chipped, and the cool breeze rushed in through the partly opened window, mingling with the warm air as I fixed the bed, tucking the extra bedspread inside the frame. After that, I walked to the bathroom to take a shower. I had woken up early that morning. I was still hungry. I willed myself not to think about the time I had spent with Leon. I stood in front of the mirror, my eyes roaming through my naked body. I took a deep breath and stepped into the bathtub, filled with warm water. The water soothed me, washing away the tension l had since I left Leon. I wore blue jeans and a white sweatshirt. My eyes quickly grazed over the flower partner curtain by the window. I sat on my bed; a crest appeared on it. I was hungry and contemplated going down to have breakfast. Leon had already apologized, but I couldn't quite remember if he had apologized with sincerity shimmering through his eyes or with mockery. I shook my head; I would not think of him. At least not now. I gaze

LeonI walked out leisurely, hearing Sheila calling my name from the study but I didn't bother answering. She'll leave when she wants to.I pinched my brows as I got to the hallway. I could feel a headache coming. Contemplating where to go, I found myself walking in the direction of Tamara's room. Even though I literally spent the whole day with her, I was boiling with the desire to see her again. I knocked on her door and didn't even bother waiting for a reply before going in. She was checking out the shoes and outfits I got for her, carefully arranging them when I walked in. Still in the white sweatshirt and jeans she wore when we went out, she looked sexy as sin. It should be illegal for someone to be this gorgeous. I was drawn to her lips as she muttered something I didn't even hear. I moved forward purposefully and gathered her in my arms, crushing her body against mine. I cup her cheeks and tilt her face toward mine as I lean in, taking her lips in one long, leisurely kiss.