100 Days To Seduce The Devil 소설 & 이야기

"Why the hell not?" I was hanging on by a thread, trying not to let the rage spill out. I knew who he was—the devil, the one who ruined lives without blinking. And I'd forgotten that, hadn't I? Letting him touch me, teasing him back, seducing him like it was part of the plan. Sure, I told myself it was to get close, to find the perfect moment to strike.

The devil could only look at him as Win sank back down onto his erection. The angel eyes fell shut and he sighed bonelessly as though simply taking in the feeling of being so full. Eventually his eyes opened again and Adom was greeted to the view of his lover grinding down on him. Win abdominal muscles were rippling as he moved in a languid motion that drove the devil absolutely crazy. Only Win is the who can drive him crazy, for a centuries Adom never meet someone who can make him loose his mind in sexual way. He is the one who take his sex partner in heaven and they loose their mind but with Win it's all different.

Once I am under the warm spray I just hold my head up under it and let the water rain down on my skin. I once read something that said the devil is drawn to those that can be easily manipulated. I believed it now , had Carnage been drawn to me. Had he sensed how lonely I was , how depraved I was and had he seen an easy target. One he could charm with such little effort.

His harsh breath slapping her face as he dangerously leaned on her while his fingers making circles on her cheek steadily "I am not a generous man, you will want to go and I will let you go, in fact I am not a good man at all, I am Satan who can give you anything at a single flicker of your eyes but if you try to run away from me, I will not hesitate to tie you to my bed in my room for the rest of your life. Just enjoy the privilege that I am giving you, do not provoke the devil that I have chained deep inside him for your sake because once he is free, I won’t be able to stop him. There is no second thought that what I have done to you is wrong in every sense, which no matter what I do I can

The fucker in front of me said, unfazed, that one of his men was about to kill a human, my father. “Do you think you can run away from the cops when they know what you have done here, Look..” I gulped. “My fiance's family would haunt you down; you would end up in prison, you and your men because I won't let you go either.” “Baby, you won't even let me go by the time I am done with you.” The devil's voice came out seductive “And your fiance's family, I had set their car on fire before they could make it here, you would love to waste more lives if you call the cops, and I would love it, baby, I would put a gun in your hand and make you end them one by one.” His hand grazed my hips and I hated

Damn his stupid, infuriating arrogance. I close my eyes, trying to ignore the heat pooling in my stomach. But even in the dark, his presence lingers, and my body betrays me. Maybe, just maybe, seducing the devil isn’t such a bad idea after all.

I turned back to the bed. Selene let out a soft breath, her face finally calm. And for the first time in years, the devil in me didn’t want blood. He just wanted her.

I tightened my grip on the steering wheel, the penthouse coming into view. When I take Callie tonight, it won't be rushed, it will be her ruin. I've owned her ever since she set foot in my bar three weeks ago. If she thinks that anyone, least of all an object, can do to her what I will, she doesn't know what it means to belong to Romano Cappellucci. But she will, She fúcking will. ~~~ La notte dei fantasmi. The Night of Ghosts. An invitation from one of the oldest crime families of New York.

I inhaled sharply and ran my fingers in the hair out of frustration. "What's the deal?" Right now, I want her underneath me, withering and moaning with pleasure while I ruin her hole for good. "Another contract with you." She did not hesitate to say that and I expected that. Delilah Richards is no less than a prostitute. A prostitute warms someone's bed for the sake of money and she does the same for the offers. That's how she became an A-listed model. A contract with the Weavers is enough for anyone's career. Although she is a slut but she is talented. I cannot deny that but I hate the fact that talent is underrated for her and she seals the deals with her body instead.

In exchange… I didn’t even fully understand what I had agreed to. “Two weeks,” I whispered to myself, letting out a shaky breath. “Just two weeks.” Two weeks to make a man fall in love with me. I let out a humorless laugh. Do they think I’m Cleopatra or something? I was trained, yes. They taught me how to look at a man, how to speak, how to touch without really touching. How to make someone feel wanted—even if it was all a lie. But that was for a night. One night.