All Chapters of The Devil Who Claimed Me (M x M): Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

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CHAPTER NINETY-ONE

NIKOLAIThe thought flashes through me so fast it almost drives me insane.He’s mine even if he lied.Mine even if he betrayed me.Mine even if I have to rip apart everyone around him to remind him of it.I inhale sharply, trying to force the thoughts back down, but they only multiply. I can practically feel the violence simmering beneath my skin now, hot and restless, begging for somewhere to go.If any other person had done this, any other person apart from Julian, then I’d already be plotting how to erase them from existence.No one plays with me and gets away with it. Especially someone I was planning to give my all to.I want to break something… no, someone.I want to see Julian pinned beneath me, forced to finally tell me which parts were real and which parts were fake. I want to tear the answers out of him until there’s nothing left to hide behind.I stop walking and break away from Julian’s hold. I turn to face him and grab his waist, dragging him closer.He looks up at me wi

CHAPTER NINETY-TWO

NIKOLAIThere’s a spark to him now as he talks about Theo, a fondness in his eyes. He almost looks like he’s…My grip tightens on his shoulder again.Those dark thoughts of possessiveness well up in me for the second time.I don’t care what feelings he has for his friend, whether they are platonic or not.It doesn’t matter what feelings he has accumulated over the past years, because I’m in the picture now. And the moment Julian agreed to step into this with me, the moment he approached me, he already became mine.“So… would you say you’d do anything for him?”He frowns as he looks up at me. “Yes. Maybe. Why?”His tone is careful, like he’s trying not to give anything away. But it’s too late for that.Fuck. How did I not see this? Or maybe I did and I just chose to willfully ignore it.The second one sounds like the more probable option.Theo, Theo, Theo.Why the fuck does that name bother me so much?I’ve been wracking my brain ever since I first saw him.Something about him irritat

CHAPTER NINETY-THREE

JULIANToday is March 13th. It’s a day I both dread and love.My fingers tremble slightly as I bring up the contact on my phone and dial the number.I bring the phone to my ear, listening to the dial tone as it rings and rings.I bite my thumb nervously.For a moment, I expect her not to pick up. It certainly won’t be the first time.But then a soft, feminine voice fills my ear. “Hello. Lauren Cross speaking.”I almost laugh as her crisp voice comes down the line. Of course, she would speak like this over the phone.Doesn’t matter that she’s speaking to her own son.“Hi, mum.”“Julian?” Her voice sounds surprised like she can’t believe I’m calling her. Which is no surprise considering we only speak once a month, if even that.But I have to wonder if she didn’t even bother to check the caller ID.Knowing her, I won’t be surprised if that’s the case. At least, her secretary isn’t the one that picked up this time.“Is everything okay?” she asks.I stare at the ceiling above my head. M

CHAPTER NINETY-FOUR

JULIANI sit up slowly as my heart starts racing. Could he be…Me: Why?Nikolai: Because I’m parked downstairs.Before I have time to react, another message comes in almost immediately.Nikolai: Wear something casual but cozy. I’m taking you somewhere.Even though he sounds mysterious, anticipation swirls within me.Before I can overthink this, I stand up from bed immediately and rush to the bathroom.Forty minutes later, I stand outside my apartment building in a hoodie and jeans, staring at Nikolai’s black Bentley parked by the curb.He leans against the driver’s side door, hands tucked into the pockets of a dark coat.The moment his eyes land on me, something soft enters his eyes before it is immediately replaced by a careful expression.Theo is not the only person that has been acting weird. Nikolai has, too.He’s still as intense and cold as always, but there’s an edge to him lately. Something that feels… dark.It makes me wonder if he heard something that day. But I don’t think

CHAPTER NINETY-FIVE

JULIAN “Stop that,” Nikolai says suddenly. I glance at him. There’s a hardness to his jaw. “Stop what?” His eyes remain completely focused on the road. “Stop thinking of another man in my presence.” My eyebrow lifts. “How do you know I’m thinking of another man?” “I just know.” Seriously? How is that even an answer? I turn fully toward him, as much as my seatbelt can allow. “I’ve been meaning to ask, are you a mind reader?” He glances at me briefly. “Are you really asking that?” “You always seem to know what I’m thinking. Last time and now…” “Let’s just say I’m very observant. I’m very good at reading body languages.” I narrow my eyes. Somehow, he manages to say that while still sounding so arrogant. I turn to glance out the window, not saying anything after that. “It’s Theo,” I say finally, after a moment of silence. “That’s who I’m thinking of.” Nikolai doesn’t say anything to that so I continue, “He’s been acting a little weird. We always do everything together, tell

CHAPTER NINETY-SIX

JULIAN With that, he swerves the car into a dirt path off the road. It’s at that moment that I really begin to wonder if he really means to kill me in the woods after all, despite what he says. But then, a few minutes later, he slows down in front of a gated entrance. The gates slide open automatically the second the headlights hit them, revealing a narrow road that curves toward the water. The dock comes into view gradually. Soft golden lights line the wooden walkway, reflecting against the dark surface of the ocean below in broken streaks of gold and silver, the water moving lazily against the posts beneath the dock. A yacht sits near the far end of the private dock, sleek and looking impossibly polished and expensive beneath the lights. I turn to Nikolai as he parks the car and cuts off the engine. I barely contain my excitement when I say, “Are we going to ride that?” “Obviously. Why else would I bring you here?” With that, he opens the car door and gets out. I seethe

CHAPTER NINETY-SEVEN

JULIAN A few minutes later, the boat slows to a stop near the middle of the lake. Everything around us is quiet except for the gentle sound of water. I frown. “Why are we stopping?” A thought hits me and I gasp. “Wait, did the engine die? Are we stuck?!” “Relax,” Nikolai says immediately. “I stopped it myself. Fuck, I had no idea you were this melodramatic.” “What am I supposed to think when the boat stops in the middle of the ocean?” “You’re supposed to trust me.” He holds out a hand. “Come on.” I take it without thinking. “Where are we going?” “The upper deck.” I didn’t think it was possible but the upper deck is even more beautiful than anything I’ve seen so far. A small table is set near the railing, understated but expensive in the way everything about this boat is. Dark plates sit neatly on a crisp linen, silverware catching the soft glow of the lights. Two crystal glasses rest near the center beside a chilled bottle tucked into a silver ice bucket, condensation slidin

CHAPTER NINETY-EIGHT

JULIAN Nikolai hesitates as he watches me. He must see something in my expression because he adds, “It’s not that bad. You don’t have to feel sorry for me. At least, I know a little about my heritage.” “Heritage?” “Yeah. I’m Russian. Or partly, at least. My mother is Russian while my father is American.” I snap my fingers. “I knew it. Or at least I suspected. Because of your name.” I lean across the table. “So can you speak Russian?” “No.” I deflate a little at that. He raises an eyebrow, noticing my reaction. “You look weirdly disappointed.” “Well, yeah. How come you don’t speak Russian?” “Because it’s a language I don’t give a fuck about,” he says, his voice tight. “Why should I care to learn a language spoken by someone who didn’t stay long enough to teach me?” For the first time since he’s started talking about this, he finally shows a reaction, a muscle ticking in his jaw. But just as fast as it comes, he exhales and his expression evens out again. “Forget about tha

CHAPTER NINETY-NINE

NIKOLAIAnticipation swirls through me as I watch the activity below from my spot at the edge of the rooftop where I crouch near the ledge, one gloved hand resting against the concrete.This is the part I like the most. The waiting just before the true action begins.It makes me a little giddy just thinking about it.Below me, headlights cut through the darkness.I check the time on my wristwatch. 11:08pm. He’s eight minutes past schedule but that’s fine.The most important thing is that he’s here.Two black SUVs roll toward the warehouse entrance before coming to a stop.I watch calmly as a man steps out of the front seat and opens the back door of one of the SUVs.Victor Hale steps out in an expensive charcoal suit, one hand adjusting the cufflinks as he walks toward the warehouse confidently.Disgust swirls through me.I can’t stand men like him. Men that look polished on the outside while hiding rot underneath their skin.“Target just entered the building,” I murmur into the in-ea

CHAPTER 100

NIKOLAII start making my way off the roof.River’s voice filters through the comms. “Remember to enter through the East entrance. And Nikolai?”I step backward toward the fire escape.“Yeah?”“Do a clean job. We don’t need anything traced back to us.”I smirk coldly. “I always do.”Then I jump.My boots hit the lower fire escape with barely a sound before I descend rapidly toward the alley below.I start moving fast, focusing on disposing of as many guards as I can.One guard rounds the corner near the east entrance.He barely has time to register my presence before I grab him by the throat and slam him silently into the wall.His mouth opens in a silent scream as he falls to the ground.I check his pulse. It’s faint but still there.Good. We don’t need to leave a lot of dead bodies behind.The less messy this is, the better.“Jesus Christ,” Caleb mutters through the comms.“What?” I ask calmly as I drag the body behind a dumpster.“It’s insane how you manage to do that so casually.”

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