All Chapters of The Devil's Possession: His obsession: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

CAITLINEither my mind was playing tricks on me or whatever that Sabrina lady put in the drink was making me hallucinate. Esteban—Diablo was smiling. Well, a little twitch on his lips. That could classify as a smile since his eyes weren’t so dark. Right?He looked at me, his gaze intense. Everything I had said and the things I had intended to say all evaporated out of my head. The room suddenly felt so small. Whatever happened to the confidence I had a few seconds ago? His gaze lingered on my thigh, then returned to my face. There was something in his gaze that made me want to cover up. I suddenly felt naked– exposed, despite the shirt, his shirt I didn't recall putting on. It didn’t cover enough.“But– but you don’t want me.” I stuttered.I kept backing away until my foot caught on the bed frame, making me drop butt first on the mattress. “Is that what you think, Senorita?” he murmured.“I don’t think, I know!” I retorted.Why was he messing with me? I should be the one doing this n

CAITLIN“Oh, fuck, yes!”Don’t they say the devil is dangerous and only causes harm and ruin? Why then did this one’s touch feel like heaven? They say even Lucifer himself had talents. Maybe this was one of them. A talent that made me grieve for all I had missed.Esteban slowed his pace, sliding out of me so painfully slow. The pleasure was like nothing I had ever felt but torture at the same time. I shuddered. It sent a shiver of chill through me. I wanted more— the intensity and fierce dominance he’d shown.With my hands on both his back and hips, I pressed him harder against me. I couldn’t get enough of him.“Don’t you dare stop!” I warned in between moans. “Keep going… Harder!” There, in that bed, with his cock deep inside me, there was no fear, no orders. Nothing. It was just two people driven by primal desire. “Cait?”He called my name in a low, breathy grunt, bucking into me. I could feel the tension in his muscles. He was holding back. He hadn’t simply called my name. It w

CAITLINLying had never been so easy and quick until recently. I read the text full of lies one more time before hitting send.“Thank the heavens! Are they good to you? When will I see you again?” Viv's message came back almost immediately. But really, a private nurse for a rich family’s old lady? Well, it was better than the truth. It had to suffice until I was able to escape. Switching back to Caspian’s DM, I wondered what his response would be. I didn’t exactly expect a response—not yet.The bathroom door slammed shut, snapping out of my thoughts. “What’s going on in that head of yours?” Esteban asked, casually drying his hair with a towel.Tiny droplets of water dropped down his chest. His muscles flexed with every movement. His hair clung damply to his skin. For the first time since I got to the Casa, I saw his face— like, really saw his face without the thin little mask that favoured one side of his face.God really has favourites. How else do you explain such perfection? His

ESTEBAN For someone with health issues, I didn't expect him to be that strong. My men moved forward confused about what to do. “You know, you shouldn’t be exerting yourself… I believe you want to be around when the baby’s born.” He pulled back, letting go of my collar. His gaze was a mixture of surprise and terror. Seeing the crack, I continued, “I assume Eliana knows nothing about this, right?” “Shut up!” roared, slamming me back into the wall. There was no doubt Scott could put up a good fight but not in his condition— not against me. The mafia wasn’t the same as a boxing ring. He didn’t want her to find out. Selfish prick. “How do you think Eliana would react when she finds out?” I smirked, pulling away from him. “I must admit, you have guts,” “She won’t find out.” It wasn't just a statement, he was warning me about trying anything stupid. As if he could stop me. I found his distress entertaining. “You're a heartless moron, Scott. Did you think of how this would break her

ESTEBANOne taste was all it took. One taste of her sweetness and my control crumpled. The scent of her musky sweetness was intoxicating.This was wrong. I pulled away. It wasn't because I wanted to punish her but because of me. I wasn't in control like I wanted to.“No!” It was a broken plea. She twisted, groaning and gasping for relief. “Please…”I may have lost control, but the plan worked, even better than I thought.Her legs were spread apart, giving me a perfect view of her pink, glistening pussy. I took a deep breath. I wanted to ram my cock into her and watch her beg for more like she had the first time.No woman had ever had that sort of control over me—sexually. Not even Laura. That could be because I never touched her. Not for lack of effort on her part. I was just too hardheaded, blinded by my stupid idea of protecting her.If I had, perhaps that part of me would have died with her. She was one hell of a girl. I smiled softly, staring at Caitlin. Dragging a chair, I pla