All Chapters of The Devil Alpha: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

~ Mira's POV ~“Attention,” intoned a smooth robotic voice, “security breach reported in the sixtieth story. Please go directly to the nearest fire exit.”The hall’s lights started flickering and changing to an ominous crimson color.I glanced around me. Other workers seemed undisturbed by the situation, calmly marching to their destination. This is definitely a drill.Though there is no way for me to know…There passed a guard, speaking into his headset: “Sector Four clear. Moving on to the executive section.”Executive section… Where Luca had gone.It was foolish. It was insane. And yet, I did not run for the stairs. I went towards where Luca went, because if I needed to beg him to get the job, I will.I walked towards the executive suite instead of the direction of evacuation, my way illuminated by the red lights. I reached the pair of doors barely ajar and leading into what used to be the private suite of the company’s CEO.There was a growling sound.Deep. Guttural. Inhuman.I fr

~ Mira’s POV ~The “holding suite” was located on the top floor of Moretti Enterprises.It was a huge room made of white marble with walls of glass overlooking Veridia sixty-five floors beneath, full of modern art worth probably more money than my entire family house.There was a huge kitchen that even I did not know how to work, a bedroom bigger than any tennis field, and a bathroom that had the same size and looked like a swimming pool.It was beautiful. It was luxurious.And it was a prison.Sitting on the huge bed inside the suite of the penthouse, I looked down at my finger. The ring felt so heavy, like it was weighing me down. An expensive diamond on the finger of a young girl who could barely pay her rent.Two hours passed.Nicolas had ordered me to do not touch the windows (though they were reinforced, he was sure I could try something stupid such as suicide attempt) and promised to bring some food up there. He left after giving me an unpleasant stare and I quickly tried the d

*Mira’s POV*I was acting on my own wedding, that didn’t feel like a wedding at all. We were at the reception performing my act well, though I didn’t get to auction it before.For three hours, I had to smile until my face muscles ached, I shook hands with men I have never seen before in my entire life, and whose grips were firm like iron, and eyes that lingered for longer than my liking. I nodded politely to women in designer dresses. They looked at me as if I was a stain on their pristine world.I sipped my champagne as I tried to get on with this night, knowing well that I was going after the reception to the lion’s den.And all the time, Luca stood beside me, as if he was afraid I would say or do something wrong. His hand was on the small of my back, burning through the silk of my gown like a brand.He was as usual, flawless, charismatic, acting as the perfect groom. To The outside world we were the perfect couple. But I was the only one who knew what’s really happening behind thes

*Mira's POV*I woke to the sound of knocking, it was a firm authoritative rap that echoed through the massive bedroom like a gunshot.I groaned, pulling the silk pillow over my head. I had finally fallen asleep around four in the morning, my mind too tangled in memories and fear to rest.The knocking continued."Mrs. Moretti?" a voice called. "It is six forty-five. Breakfast is served at seven."I groaned again, louder this time. I had slept for two and a half hours. My eyes felt like someone had poured sand into them, and my body ached from the tension I had been carrying since the wedding."I'm awake," I croaked."Very good, ma'am. Mr. Moretti requests your presence in the dining room at seven sharp. He does not appreciate lateness.”Of course he didn't.I dragged myself out of bed, wincing as my bare feet hit the cold marble floor. The room was beautiful in the morning light, golden sunbeams streaming through the arched windows, catching dust motes in the air. It looked like someth