Novel & Cerita 100 Days To Seduce The Devil

' 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂 𝒖𝒈𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓

“You’re very brave when he’s not around.” She leaned in, her voice dropping. “And you’re very pathetic when he is. You can just drop the act, can you? You just want his money .." “That’s a lie.” “Is it?” Her eyes glittered. “And the icing on the cake, you also want to have sex with him. You are such a greedy bitch! He would never even have sex with you. Delulu..much!” Something inside me snapped. What? Devon.. won't have sex with me? Isn't that what he has been trying for more than ten business days and has failed woefully? Never..my ass!

I would shift in my seat, my face flushing, my dick getting hard. “The devil is among us, my brothers and sisters,” he boomed, his voice echoing through the church. “He is in our hearts, in our minds, in our… loins. He tempts us with filthy thoughts, with unnatural desires. He makes us weak. He makes us crave the forbidden fruit.” He clicked the remote, and the vibrations intensified, a steady, insistent pulse against my prostate. I bit my lip, a choked sound escaping my throat. A few people turned to look at me. I just smiled weakly, pretending to be moved by the spirit.

“Fuck, Babe, they are so soft, round, and perfect on my hand. You are the best temptation ever.” Very quickly, their hands were all over each other. Charlie yanked his shirt off, and things got even hotter. “Oh, fuck!” Inner Devil: ‘Oh my god! I’m horny!’ Inner Devil: ‘Hey, you still there?’ Guardian Angel: ‘I’m still here…’ Inner Devil: ‘Good. Try to stay awake for this one—it’s about to get really hot.’

I savoured her taste like a hungry beast, even her mouth tasted like cherry. My blood thrummed. Her lips were so soft and warm that I couldn't resist another taste. God! Why was her scent so intoxicating? It wasn't this prominent before, since when did I become this attracted? She moaned, running her hands over my neck. It was electrifying, I haven't been this aroused my whole life. At this rate, I might take advantage of her. She was vulnerable; I have her at my mercy. The devil in me was eager to corrupt her. To dirty her in all ways possible.

“The Devil’s greatest trick isn’t making you sin—it’s making you crave it.” The ride home was a blur. I sat at the back of the car, and watched as the city lights flickered past us. All I could think of was Dante Romano. The Devil. His touch still burned on my skin. I could still hear him “You’re mine...” as if I belong to no one. No, I’m not his. I’ll never be his. But my body is saying otherwise, the memory of his hands on me and his lips against my neck sent a shiver down my spine straight to my pussy. I am so pissed which is why I didn’t even notice we were already at home. The car pulled up to the Moretti estate. Yes, I live in a mansion that feels more like a fancy cage.

“I am such a nice demon. Not everything is as simple as good or evil. Even Lucifer himself has a good side. He may be known for the way he punishes the wicked but you don't see him harming good people. Any who are led astray by him did so of their own free will. Good people do not just turn evil because someone promises them all they ever wanted. You will see. I have to be going. I will be sending Phenex to help get you ready for dinner. You must look your best to impress the master tonight. “ with that he left the room. My mind was reeling how was I supposed to believe all of this? If this was true that would mean Damien was the son of satan. What were they planning to do with me and why di

“And what do you have to lose, you already lost everything,” She gazed at me, “I have nothing to lose,” she muttered. “Why does it feel like I am about to make a deal with the son of the devil,” I chuckled. “Don’t be modest Elena, if we make this deal, you would be making it with the Devil himself,”

In fact he was beyond perfection and Mia could help but feel desire pouring into her lower body and signed heavily. She wished they could have sex again even without knowing who he was but as her gaze met the man all her thoughts and wishes fell out of the window because the man was no one else but Lucius Lovato, the ruthless mafia leader of Lova group, the man she was asked to seduce with in three months. And she was on his bed while he was standing half naked looking at her, “did she manage to seduce him and did they have a passionate night together?”. Mia to remember but she can’t but now was not the time to dwell on thoughts, she needed to act fast.

“Tell me, how many nights has she slept beside you, thinking you’re just a cursed soul in need of love? What will she do when she sees what you really are?” I turned fast, slamming him into the wall, though my hand passed halfway through him, half shadow, half flesh. “Stay away from her.” Mordecai’s grin didn’t falter. “You can’t threaten me with the same anger that made me. You forget, Azrael, I am you. The part that slaughtered your blood, the part that smiled while the world burned.” “Not anymore.” He leaned close, his whisper colder than winter. “You can dress it in softer colors, share a bed, pretend the devil deserves love, but you and I know what’s coming. Nine months left, remember?