All Chapters of Dear Devil: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW  “I am not leaving you…baby,” he crushed his lips to hers.  Vivica stilled completely, her heart thundering wildly in her chest. His willingness to wait for her entire life even if she did not let him touch her moved her heart to the point that she could feel the pureness of his love in her soul. The pureness of his love for her and his yarning that defeated all the arguments and cracked the walls she had created between them.  For a heartbeat, she remained frozen under his kiss, caught between restraint and surrender. But Finn’s kiss was soft yet  deep and consuming, pouring every ounce of his pent-up longing and love into her. His lips guiding her to take a baby step towards him moved so erotically on hers that a soft, invo

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW  “It’s been over an hour. When is he coming back?” Ace muttered to himself, stripping off his clothes and tossing them into the washing machine outside the bathroom. After dinner, Austin had immediately left for the temple to deliver Finn’s message to Aran, promising to help with the dishes when he returned. True to habit, Ace had ended up not only washing the dishes but thoroughly cleaning the entire kitchen while waiting. Over the past month, he had transformed Austin’s once-messy house into a warm, beautiful home. Even he was surprised by how elegant it had become, filled with quiet luxury and understated wealth. Living with Austin had revealed the truth: the man was incredibly well-off and owned the entire territory surrounding the

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW  Vivica lay on the bed, her blouse slightly lifted as Aran hovered his glowing hand over her belly. A pure, radiant white energy emanated from his palm, warm and soothing. She had suspected from the beginning that no one close to the Alpha Queen was ordinary, and now she had proof. The ease with which Aran used his powers in front of Finn told her everything: Finn already knew about their abilities. That was why he had called Aran when no ordinary healer or wizard could help her.She glanced at Finn, who sat beside her on the bed, gently holding her hand. He offered her a reassuring smile, completely at ease. Not a flicker of jealousy or concern crossed his face as another man touched her belly. He truly wasn’t threatened by any of them.Aran slowly withdrew his hand, the light fading.

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW “Yes,” she whispered, pulling him into another deep, soul-stirring kiss.The moment their lips met again, something inside both of them ignited. The kiss turned wild and passionate, almost desperate. Finn groaned into her mouth as Vivica’s fingers tangled tightly in his hair, pulling him closer. Their tongues clashed hungrily, tasting, devouring each other with months of pent-up longing. The kiss was messy, heated, and consuming full of love, obsession, and raw desire.Without breaking the kiss, Finn lifted her effortlessly into his arms. Their mouths stayed fused together as he carried her to the bed, never once parting for air. He laid her gently down on the soft mattress, hovering over her body as their lips continued to move together in a feverish rhythm.Only when they were both breathless did Finn finally pull back slightly, his dark blue eyes blazing with hunger. He trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses down the column of her neck, sucking and nipping at

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW“What if I never agree to go back with you?” Vivica had asked one night, curled safely in Finn’s arms. Her heart had grown uneasy as their relationship blossomed anew. She knew his responsibilities as the Head of the Council and the Emperor of Hell could not be ignored forever. He would have to leave eventually. The mere thought filled her with a deep, suffocating panic.“Then I will return to you every single day after finishing my duties,” Finn had replied without hesitation. Vivica had looked up at him with wide, surprised eyes. He smiled, that devastatingly handsome smile, and brushed his fingers along her cheek. “I will be wherever you are, Vivica. Whether in Hell, at the Council, or in this pack… wherever you are, that is where I belong.”His words had made her heart stutter. He was willing to tear his world apart to stay by her side, yet he refused to ask her to abandon hers.Now, standing alone in the pouring rain, those same words haunted her.Tears