All Chapters of Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

There was a knock on the door and Emily walked in. “Sir,” she said with a formal tone. Chief nodded before looking at me again. “Agent Emily here is going to be working with you on the case.” I frowned. “I tend to work alone sir. Besides, I don't think it's wise to send two agents on the field.” I grumbled the words out. He just chuckled. “She's not going with you, but she'll be the one passing vital information to you. Think of it as your outside field partner.” He said. “I'll do my best sir.” She said confidently. “I trust you would. I'll excuse you both now.” As we walked out of the office, Emily didn't say anything to me as I trailed behind her. I wasn't comfortable working with her but I had no choice, and I still had another thing to worry about. “Emily,” I called out and she turned to me. "I need to talk to you," I said, walking toward her. "Stephanie," I began, my voice tight with concern. "I need someone to look after her while I'm doing this mission." She smiled

The digital clock on my bedside table read 2:14 am. The entire mansion was silent and I was dressed in all black, the dark clothes blending into the shadows of my room. My bag lay open on the floor, the small, sleek device inside its only content. It was a CCTV deactivation device. It was a piece of police tech that could briefly turn off the cameras, giving me a 20 minute window. So I mentally planned myself. I had five minutes to get to the study, ten to search, and five to get out.I took a deep breath, then I got ready. I slipped out of my room and into the hallway. The air was cool and still. I moved down the corridor, passing silent portraits and towering vases. Reaching a corner, I took a quick look around. There was no one. I pulled the device from my pocket and activated it. A small, green light blinked and I knew all the cameras were now turned off.My internal clock started ticking. The mansion's layout was already seared into my memory, and I used every shadow to my advant

I slid into the car as I started the vehicle. "Are you sure it's okay for me to be driving?" I asked.He simply reached out and tapped a location into the car’s GPS. "Drive." He leaned back, folded his arms across his chest, and closed his eyes. He looked so at peace, so calm. Was he fucking serious right now? He's seriously bleeding and he's acting all casual about it. I sighed as I stared driving but glanced in the rearview mirror as I pulled away. Fucking Antonio was still there with that annoyed look in his face. He definitely didn't trust me but he couldn't do anything since his boss clearly has no sense of danger whatsoever.As I drove, I kept wondering what possibly went through this man's head when he had just ordered a man's thumbs to be cut off and then calmly fell asleep, not a flinch of pain on his face? I shook my head at the thought. I was here to steal from him, not to try to understand this psycho. “Focus, William. Stay on the mission.” I muttered as I gripped the sti

I gripped my erection through the fabric of my boxers, a futile attempt to get a hold of myself. “This is fucking embarrassing,” I whined. Was I reacting like this because it's been so long? I haven't had sex or even touched anyone since I broke up with Emily. “This is just your body messing with you.” I told myself. It was a lie, and I knew it. The only reason I was hard was because I was thinking about him.I decided to take matters into my own hands. I slid my hand inside my boxers as I stroked my hard cock, but the physical act felt empty. It did nothing to soothe the burning ache in my body. Not until I closed my eyes and let my mind wander. I imagined Dante's hands on me, his beautiful face above mine, his seductive voice whispering in my ear. My breaths grew ragged, and I started to moan, a low sound that I barely recognized as my own. "Mmmhm Dante," I muttered, my voice hoarse. I bit my lip as my body went hazy with a rush of desire. I visualised him stroking me and I only go

As we drove, I kept staring at the photo of this Liam Carter. I hoped he looked as good as he does in the picture."Are you absolutely sure you want to hire him, Boss?" Antonio voiced out. His gravelly annoyed voice only grated on my nerves. I stopped looking at the screen and shot him a hard glare, my eyes narrowing. "You're starting to talk too much. Do you have a problem with my decisions?"He immediately stiffened, his head snapping down. "No Boss. I apologize."I rolled my eyes and continued staring at the pic. “We've arrived, boss.” the driver announced and I looked up. As soon as we stepped out of the car, Marco was already there waiting, with his usual expression."Everything's been taken care of, Boss," he rumbled, his voice a deep bass that was far more pleasant than Antonio's.I simply nodded and headed into the building. Workers scattered as soon as they saw me approaching, their faces pale with a mixture of fear and respect. Miss Rossi, my head of human resources, pract