All Chapters of The Devil Owns Me Now: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Leon stopped me before I could push further to ask more questions, his voice telling me to not bother involving myself in his life anymore. I was surprised he had opened up even that much, but now his walls were back up, solid as ever. I knew I wouldn't get anything more from him tonight. I didn't say a word too and just tried to stand and leave, but a firm hand clamped down on my thigh, pinning me in place."Did I say you could go?" Leon growled, his glare piercing right through me. I rolled my eyes, trying to understand what he was doing. "I think you need to get yourself checked out," I shot back. "You're showing signs of being bipolar. You were the same person telling me to leave, saying you'd let me go. You don't even like me in your space, but that's not the point. The point is, you said I can leave. More like, I'm a free person, so why are you holding me back... or have you suddenly changed your mind?" I added, flashing a smile to needle him further.Leon shoved me back onto t

As I crossed over to Leon, a glimpse of bizarre images flickered on his laptop. It looked like distorted faces and some weird buildings but I bit back the questions bubbling up my throat. I wanted to ask him what they were but that wasn't why I was here. I circled behind him, my arms sliding around his neck with my lips brushing soft, teasing kisses along the muscle of his throat but sadly, he didn't melt into it. “Not now,” he muttered, his eyes still fixed on the screen. “I don't have time to fuck you.”On any other night, his icy dismissal would have sent me retreating back to my room but tonight, my cock throbbed insistently, pre-cum already leaking against my thigh. I wasn't leaving empty-handed. I stepped around to face him, climbing onto his lap and straddling his hips. My fingers moved into the dark curls of hair on his broad chest, tugging them lightly before I wrapped my arms around his torso, pulling our bodies together. “Get off my lap, Ronan,” Leon growled, his deep v

Slowly, I watched Leon's expression harden, the warmth from our quick fuck evaporating like mist. His jaw clenched and his eyes narrowed as he reached for the laptop, pulling it back onto his lap. “Leave.” he said flatly, his voice stripped of any lingering affection. “I have a lot of work to do.”I didn't utter a word in response and slid off the bed, my legs shaky from the orgasm, and snatched up my discarded clothes from the floor. The air between us felt thick, charged with that familiar rejection, but fighting it now would only make me look more desperate. His face told me everything that I was done here, and I was nothing but an interruption he'd already regretted indulging. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I turned and walked out, the door clicking shut behind me.When I got to my room, I headed straight for the bathroom, stripping off the sweat-damp shirt and shorts as I walked in. The fabric clung to my skin, sticky from the morning's load still leaking out of me mixed wit

What the fuck was going on? What had Leon just done? One minute, he'd ordered me out of his room like I was nothing but a distraction from his precious work, and the next, he'd barged in here and fucked my mouth mercilessly, using me like I was his personal hole to unload into. Didn't he want me gone? The contradiction twisted in my gut, hot and confusing. His cock had been so hard, so insistent, pounding down my throat until I couldn't think straight, tears streaming down my face while I choked and swallowed around him. And that look in his eyes—cold, possessive, like he owned every gasp I took.I shook my head, water from the still-running shower splattering the tiles, trying to gather my scattered thoughts. This wasn't normal. Not even close. I needed to get away from here as soon as I could. I had to leave before whatever this was swallowed me whole. I shouldn't wait for Leon to 'free' me like some benevolent captor; I needed to bolt on my own. A shiver ran down my spine, cold and

Before I could say anything again, Leon reached out for the table and cleared everything on it in one brutal sweep, plates and utensils crashing to the floor in a clatter that made me jump, my heart slamming against my ribs. I was shocked, frozen in place on his lap, wondering what the hell was happening, had I pushed too far with my talk of leaving? Then, without a word, he gripped my waist with both hands, his fingers digging into my sides land lifted me off him as if I weighed nothing. He spun me around and slammed me down onto the table hard, the wood biting into my back and knocking the breath from my lungs. I became very scared but when he yanked at my pants, dragging them down my thighs along with my underwear in a rough pull, exposing my ass to the cool air, I understood exactly what he was about to do. My cock, half-hard from grinding against him earlier, bobbed free, and I gasped, a mix of terror and twisted anticipation flooding my veins.“What the fuck, Leon?” I managed