All Chapters of Made for the Devil's Pleasure: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

KATYA“What… what did you just do?”Daniel’s body lay right across the floor, completely motionless.Everything had happened so fast that my mind refused to process it.Blood spilled beneath his head now in a widening pool and I could feel myself getting sick just looking at him as my stomach moved violently.Lily lowered her weapon for a second as she looked toward the door now.“They definitely heard that," she said.I slapped a trembling hand over my mouth."Oh, God..." I said.A loud click echoed through the room and when I jerked my head toward Lily, she was calmly sliding another magazine into her pistol before checking the chamber like she'd done this a thousand times before.“We need to move right now," she said. “With any luck, they will already be here.”I stared at her, still trying to wrap my head around what she was saying."What..." My voice cracked. "What are you talking about?"She looked at me and let out an impatient sigh."You just..." I pointed shakily toward Danie

“You will attend this meeting, Viktor.”The words from the council's summons echoed through Viktor's mind as he strode into the grand chamber, fury radiating from every step.The message had been painfully clear. Failure to appear would be interpreted as contempt for the council itself. His title would be revoked, and without the protection afforded to a recognized leader, no one would be obligated to respect his claim or answer for whatever befell him afterward.He had no choice but to come now.The circular council chamber was already filled with the heads of the major families. Heavy silence settled over the room as Viktor entered.Every eye followed him and no one greeted him.It was something that Viktor was kind of used to by now. He had always sort of been an outcast in the council. They didn’t agree with some of his methods and the way he carried out business, but it was not like they were any better than him.Self-righteous pricks, he thought. They all think they are goody-tw

RENEE“I told you this was going to happen.” I balanced the steaming mug of tea in my hands before setting it carefully on Iris's coffee table. She sat curled beneath two blankets on her tiny apartment couch, her nose bright red, a mountain of tissues piled beside her. She looked up at me with watery eyes. "You don't have to sound so smug about it." Iris replied, “I didn’t exactly call you here for an I-got-you moment.” "But still, I got you.” I replied, She sniffled loudly before taking a careful sip. "Ouch." "What?" "I burned my tongue." I folded my arms. "See? Even your tea is trying to teach you a lesson." She shot me an offended look. "I invited you here because I thought you would nurse me back to health." She said, "You've done nothing but insult me since you got here." "I made you tea." "You made me judgment-flavored tea." A laugh escaped me before I could stop it. "I told you weeks ago that working double shifts every night without taking a break was going t

RENEE “Excuse me?”I stared at him, convinced I had misheard.Surely, I had.The music pounding through the club suddenly felt distant as I searched his face for some sign that he was joking.He wasn't. He merely watched me with those infuriatingly calm eyes."What did you just say?" I asked.His lips curved into a small smile."I meant no disrespect." He said."Oh?" I glared at him, folding my arms across my chest."I simply thought...""You just thought because I was dancing at a nightclub, it meant I was a hooker or something along those lines." I completed the sentence for him while trying my best to remain calm.One of his shoulders lifted in a casual shrug."I am not wrong to assume that, am I?"The absolute fucking audacity of this man. For a second, I genuinely considered throwing the drink he had on the counter in his face.Instead, I laughed. Because if I didn't laugh, I was liable to slap him."You've got some nerve." I said, "I've known you for all of thirty seconds, and

RENEE “What the fuck did you do?”I jerked awake so violently that I nearly rolled off the couch. I blinked up at the blurry figure standing over me."Iris?"I watched as she paced back and forth the length of the parlor. Her phone was clenched tightly in one hand while she dragged the other through her hair."Iris?" I repeated.She stopped long enough to look at me."What the fuck did you do, Renee?"I frowned, still half asleep."What do you mean?""What do I mean?" She laughed, but there wasn't an ounce of humor in it. "You tell me."I pushed myself upright, rubbing my eyes. She looked panicked, her face was pale and dark circles hung beneath her eyes."Renee..." she said. "What happened last night?""Why are you asking me like that?"She shoved her phone toward me."I woke up to twenty-three missed calls from my boss and twelve text messages." She unlocked the screen before pointing to another notification."Even Mia texted me.""Mia?""The girl who got you into the club.""Oh."