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~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart ``````````````````` PERORATION : I love you and it is the only thing I believe in - The Devil ` ` `

He came towards devika with predatory moves fixing his gaze on her chest area. Devika is noticing his behaviour and going backwards very fast. When her back touched the wall she asked with too much fear," why are you coming towards me? Just get lost from here." Shivay is now very close to devika. He is smirking continuously. Devika is feeling like her soul is leaving her body. She found a glass and grabbed it tightly to bang it on Shivay's head. Shivay didn't notice that and he said raising his hand to touch devika's face," Oh!! Bhabi ji!! You are so hot, just like that sizzling chicken which you made! You are so..... "

My uneven breaths made my chest ache with a burning sensation. “Let go of her right now.” I turned around only to find the one and only Declan Davenport behind me. The moment Ross loosened his grip, I quickly snatched my hand away from him. I looked at my wrist and found marks around it. “Do you understand what I can do to you for bruising my fiancée?” I looked at Ross and Declan. Worry was written all over Ross’s face, which was normal because Declan Davenport was intimidating as hell. He didn’t need to raise his voice to make Ross cower. His stern tone was enough to make grown men wet their pants.

I pushed it open and— “Oh my god.” There, on my bed, Devin had some brunette bimbo pinned in front of him, her face buried in the mattress as he slammed into her from behind like a wild animal. They didn’t notice me at first. Devin’s hands gripped her hair so hard his knuckles were white, and the sounds—god, the sounds—made my stomach churn. I felt like I’d been punched in the gut. My voice cracked through the air. “Are you KIDDING me?!”

Beyond her intelligence, Devi was beautiful. Devi Miller was 5'7 and weighed around 120lbs. She had long blonde hair and blue eyes. Her genetic make-up was largely European and she worked hard to bronze her white skin. She wore wire rim glasses around her large eyes and she had a pixie nose. She often wore conservative white shirts, a jacket, and a miniskirt to work (and more often than not when home). This attire accentuated her lithe frame. Her hips were somewhat narrow but her butt was muscular athletic-looking. Her breasts were medium sized and she wore a 34B bra. She was a Class-A Hish and her penis was very large, even by Class-A standards at 8.5 inches.

It wasn’t what she expected from her friends after everything she planned failed. “I just want to win Xander's heart through his secretary. She has worked for more than four years with Xander. Angel knows everything about Xander.” "Yes, that's true. Besides being his secretary, I'm sure she's also his bitch. You're blind if you can't see it,” Bev said skeptically. "What do you see?" "Their relationship seemed impure and too fake. Even though Angel claimed to only have a professional relationship with Xander, I doubt she was completely innocent. I suspect they had sex, even if only once."

The nerve of the devil, she scoffed as she almost spat in disgust on the plush rug, “Get out.” “Why?” He asked, “You’ve basically seen my naked body, you know everything about me— “I know nothing about you.” She cut him off abruptly. Alex paused a moment, then pushed away the bed covers and started to walk towards her. He was clad in only sleeping shorts, his perfect physique on full display which threw Olivia off for a moment. For a man so evil, he was undeniably sexy. “Wh…what are you doing?” Olivia stuttered as backed up until she was against the chest of drawers, Alex moved in even closer until both faces were just less than an inch apart.

Hunter was bleeding. “So my suspicions were right,” Hunter said and went, “But why Devi?” “You know me?” Devi seemed shocked. “Who wouldn’t know the duo Ben and Devi and the mess they leave when handling things?” Devi laughed, “Are we that careless?” “Always have been.” “May i know who you are?” “Your worst nightmare,” Hunter jumped at Devi with a punch.

I spat, my voice rising higher than intended. Devika scoffed. “So you fuck your captor?” “Pleasure pleaser? Yes. But that doesn’t change the original plan of having sex with Nathan, giving Marco his heir, and returning to New York.” Devika shook her head in disbelief. “You’re nothing but a shameless slut, and this time I mean it,” she spat. “Wanting to fuck father and son? Bitch, you’re even worse than me! Just disguising with this shitty character of yours.”

I smile sadly and stand up then my phone beeps with a message. “Initiate” my jaw becomes hard but my revenge must be done. ************** “Come in” a girl says as I walk into the dangerous home of the one and only Isabella Morretti. I have heard rumors of the black rose that runs the drug world single handedly and deadly. She doesn't have mercy or compassion, so when I saw her at the party I couldn't help but stare because she was just as deadly as she was attractive. “Thank you”, I subtly look around and notice how simple and welcoming her home is, you'll never think she's a drug Lord, “I'm guessing you're not Isabella?”