All Chapters of I Fell For The Devil: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chase brought the car to a stop at a place that looked like a ghost town. It was a diner, I think. But there was almost no one there. I could see inside from the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows. I looked away and then at him. “Why are we here?”He smiled, his eyes softening in a way that I had never seen before. “This is our first stop, then we will go over to our true destination.” He wiggled his brows playfully.“Oh,” I replied, not really thinking too deeply into it. He had already cleared my mom’s bills and I had somewhere to stay, so there wasn’t much on my plate. I mean, I still needed to be able to move out soon, I did not want to take advantage of his kindness or anything like that.“Yep.” He popped the p in the word as he killed the engine, removing his seatbelt. He opened his side of the car and then stepped out before closing the door.I was next, I opened my side of the car after removing my seatbelt, then I got out and closed the door, following him into the diner.

The question threw me off guard, it had my heart skipping a beat. But I couldn’t dare to look away from those eyes of his.The moment was absolutely perfect, it was beautiful. And I know that I said that I was going to need more time to think about being with him, but right now, I felt like I already knew my answer.Butterflies danced in my stomach and my heart pounded in my chest as I nodded before verbally responding, “Yes.” My voice was soft, a smile immediately stealing my lips. “Yes, Chase. I will be your girlfriend!”He smiled even bigger, and his eyes got glossy. Then he closed the distance between us before claiming my lips. He was gentle with me, and I soon kissed him back, wasting no time.Our eyes closed instinctively, sealing the moment.I broke the kiss after a few seconds and he pulled away. He looked like he was about to cry or something. “Aren’t you supposed to be a hardcore assassin? Why do you want to cry?” I teased him, and he rolled his eyes playfully, before laugh

I downed the brown liquid, my throat burning as it went down. I made a face and sighed after I had swallowed it. This was my fifth shot.And believe me when I say I’m a light drinker. I was already drunk, my eyes were dizzy, my vision getting blurry every few minutes, and my mouth was starting to water a bit.And we all know what was next after the mouth watering: puking your guts out.“Come on, one more!” Lisa cheered, handing me another shot. I should have said no, I should have told her that I was already drunk and couldn’t take anymore. But…I didn’t. I think it was because I wanted to impress her, to keep her happy. “No, she’s fine,” Chase said, stepping in. He sat next to me and I laid my head on his lap. It felt good to do that. “Can’t you see she’s clearly wasted?” He asked, annoyance in his tone. At this point, my eyes were closed and I found peace in the darkness. I wanted to speak but I could barely do so. I felt so useless. But at least I was safe, I had my boyfriend he

Two hours. It had been two hours and I was still lying in bed, sleep far away from me. At this point, it felt like torture.I could feel the tiredness in my bones, muscles, and veins. My body was crying for help, begging for the rest, but my brain didn’t care much.I turned on my other side, pulling the duvet a bit higher before looking towards the window. There were satin curtains so I could see the full moon from where I was. I sniffled dryly, Lucia’s voice still echoing in my head. I feared that the woman would not take no for an answer, and the fact that her son was a murderous psychopath didn’t do much to ease that fear. I closed my eyes, begging God to help me to sleep. It was so annoying trying to fall asleep and you just couldn’t. I thought about going to wake Chase and ask him for something to help me sleep, but I didn’t want to do that.He had already told me he had to be somewhere early tomorrow morning, he needed the rest. After a few minutes, I ended up opening my eye

The burner phone felt cold to the touch as I held it in my hands. It looked brand new and it was from a brand that I didn’t know.I pressed one of the buttons and the small screen came to life. Then I navigated to the contact list and just like the writing on the wall had said, there was only a single saved contact. It was saved as three dots. I pressed the button and called the number, my breath hitching when someone answered. I waited for the person to speak, but no one did.“Hello?” My voice was shaky. “Jules Beaumont,” the person spoke, chuckling deeply. It was a man. His voice was far from familiar, and his tone was rich. It sounded like every other man’s voice. There was nothing unique about it. “Finally, I get to talk to you.” “Who are you?” I mustered the courage to ask. “I’m the one who’s going to save you before it’s too late.”I furrowed my brows in confusion and walked closer to the wall, leaning on it before replying, “I don’t…I don’t understand. I don’t need saving.