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"Until we take what we want." And just like that— We’re making a deal with the devil. But the thing about devils? They never see it coming when you burn them first. They have no idea. It just feels like a dream until it actually happens.

Henry asked. "I think it's best we don't pry to each other lives" I said. "Well he is not what you think he is, he might be worst than I am" he said with a sinister smile. "Don't paint him black just because you are" "Show me your friends and I will tell you who you are, that's a proverb as old as time, besides the devil you know is better than the Angel you don't know" he said and I can't deny the fact that his words are getting me, after all he said Alfa took everything from him, so Alfa might have done something in the past.

Definitely not me. “Well, we can arrange that. In fact, I would more than love to have that arranged for you. Even though I do think that you're looking at this at the wrong side.” I raised a brow at him. “Which is?” “You know they saying: the devil you know is better than the Angel you don't? Maybe marrying me wouldn't be so bad.” “I don't even know you.”

The thought alone was mortifying but he'd already spanked me once so how much more humiliating could it get? I had to think. I didn't know that Detinos guy all the well but with my slight encounter with him, I knew he was bad news. I tend to recognize and sense evil in people and Detinos and the other man had fucking reeked of it. What was that saying that the devil you know Is better than an angel you don't? The chain around my ankle rattled as I tried to stand, my gaze slipping to the wall clock that hung at the wall in front of me.

“This is sin. This is disgrace. This is shame!” “Isaac!” my mother said softly, tears already in her eyes. “Please…” He ignored her. His eyes stayed locked on me, sharp and unforgiving. “You went out there, you got corrupted. This is what happens when you leave your family, your church. You let the devil in!” I stood up, trembling but defiant. “It’s not the devil, Dad! It’s me! It’s who I am!” His hand hit the table again, harder this time. “No it’s not!”

However, he was not for her and had been playing with her to get what he wanted all along. It had been awful seeing him with someone she thought was her friend. It did not startle Janice when it happened, since she knew he would eventually leave like the others. She had prepared for the day he'd say the same things others had said. Though it hurts, she was glad she didn't give herself to him. Because that would have been the worst. She wouldn't be able to look him in the eyes, neither would she be able to stare at her supposed friend. Yet, the person she had willingly given herself was the devil himself.

She asked as if it was the worst thought she could imagine. “Well the name of the band is Devil’s Night, so it isn’t hard to imagine people associating us with these things. Clearly these people haven't listened to our music. If they had they would know there is no mention of that in our music.” I explained “Then why name the band Devil’s Night?” she asked inquisitively.

he said. "Ugh. You're absolutely no fun. At least tell me the name of where I am." He stopped in his tracks and turned to face me, "I'll give you the rundown but I'm only doing it once so listen quietly and carefully. This is Devil's Corner and you're more than blessed that you weren't kidnapped and sold or made out to be someone's girl. You're more than blessed to have met me. Devil's Corner is not a safe place to stumble upon; stuff you can't even imagine happens over there. Quit asking about that place and forget about it; it's the best thing for you to do."

But I had to deal with the devil I knew over the devil in hiding. "I would be interested in that, but you must do me a favor before I agree."

She couldn’t shake the image of him by the fire, shadowed and distant, talking about freedom like it was a myth he once believed in but lost somewhere along the way. Maybe he wasn’t the devil, after all. Maybe he was just another prisoner in a gilded cage