All Chapters of Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Antonio gripped my hand so tightly with his face inches from mine, "Where the hell do you think you're going?" he snarled, his breath hot against my face and it really wasn't very pleasant to be honest. "And why were you coming out of the Boss's study?"“Uh..I…” My mind scrambled for a lie cause I simply can't say I was there deep throating the person supposed to be our boss, last night. “I... I came to get something," I stuttered, “I left something there so I just came to get it.” My voice was neutral and I only hope my face wouldn't give me away.Antonio’s eyes raked over my body, then settled sharply on my neck, as all his focus was there now. He hissed disgustingly. Then he squeezed my arm, making me wince. "You're here to work, not to warm Dante’s bed. Remember your place." He growled. A hot blush crept up my neck and face as he said those words. "Fucking slut, you're even blushing? God! You have no shame." Antonio spat, the word dripping with contempt. "Know your place you f

I frowned, considering Laurent’s words. It really was strange. But before I could say anything concerning it, Laurent laughed, waving a dismissive hand. "Oh don't mind me. I'm just overthinking things again darling. Pay no attention to me."He pulled out a dark charcoal suit with an intricate pattern woven into the fabric. It was beautiful but understated, exactly my style, then he had me try it on. When I stepped out, Laurent gave a dramatic gasp."Magnificent! You look stunning Liam. So so handsome, so eye catching just like a prince straight from a fairytale. A dragon would forsake any princess and steal you instead." He rapped, and I had a feeling he's said these exact same words to a couple of others.“Oh come on. You're exaggerating.” I laughed him off.“Come on, don't be a joy kill. But you do look handsome dear.” He smiled widely. I gathered my things and prepared to leave, Laurent who stayed to help me, suddenly turned serious."But then again, be careful of Rocco," he warn

"Come! Come take a seat, pretty boy." He said with a predatory smile which made my skin crawl.Madam Rita gave me a subtle nod, before slipping out of the booth. I took a deep breath, letting the stale, musky air of the room fill my lungs. It wasn't a good idea anyway as it smelt like depression mixed with deodorant in here. Then I walked over to the couch he was in and sat down beside him, crossing my legs. "You are so pretty," the Minister slurred slightly, the compliment sounding even more irritating than he looks."Thank you sir," I replied, forcing a charming smile. I moved my gaze from him and immediately grabbed a glass and offered him a fresh drink. “A toast?” I grinned seductively….or at least I think it is. I don't know how to flirt with men, since I've only ever done it with women so I hope my facial expressions aren't screaming ‘panicked dude trying to flirt’. "No, no," he chuckled, stopping my hand. "You drink first." He stared into my eyes. I forced the smile wider,

I gritted my teeth, trying to push myself up, but the drug was already in my system, flooding my senses with heat and weakness. The room was spinning and this bastard was laughing disgustingly at me as he grabbed my collar.I hauled every ounce of strength I had left, and threw a desperate punch. My fist connected solidly with his jaw. The Minister grunted and tumbled off me.I took the chance and scrambled to my feet, struggling toward the door, but he was fast despite his size. He grabbed a handful of my hair and yanked back, simultaneously delivering a vicious, open handed slap across my face.“Stupid whore!” He cusses as his damned saliva spilled on my fucking face.My lip split instantly from the hit, the warm taste of my own blood flooding my mouth.“This damn the drug!” I cussed under my breath. In normal circumstances, he was no match for me, but now I'm just a pile of loose muscles."Fucking bitch," the Minister slurred, his face rage filled. "Act like an obedient little bitc

~ Dante's POV ~I watched Liam fall asleep slowly, the rise and fall of his chest moving slow and steady beneath the covers. He had finally drifted off minutes after I finished cleaning him. I stood up, moving silently to the shelf to grab a small jar of soothing ointment. The skin on his back, where the flogger had struck, was bruised and red, leaving patterns against his pale skin. There were several bite marks too so I needed to take care of those as well.As I carefully dabbed the ointment onto the red skin, Liam shifted slightly, his body instinctively seeking warmth. He snuggled closer to my arm, burying his face into the side of the pillow. A gentle smile spread across my face. It was a strange reaction I hadn’t produced since... well, possibly never. I found him unbearably adorable. It was a feeling so weird, so impossible….so soft, that it felt like a glitch in my brain.I moved the damp strands of hair from his forehead, then leaned down to press a kiss there. "I think I'm