Dance With The Devil Real Story Novels & Stories

DANTE'S POV People call me the Devil of New York. They're not wrong. I've killed men for less than a dirty look. I've gutted rats who thought they could steal from me. I've fucked women who begged for mercy and made them beg for more pain instead. My empire runs on blood, loyalty, and fear. That's the only language this rotten world understands. And tonight, I reminded everyone of it. Crawford thought he could play me. Thought he could borrow money from my syndicate, promise returns, and then ghost like I'm some dumb fuck banker. No. You don't spit in my face and walk away.

I asked. Max shrugged. “How the hell should I know?” I was surprised by his snappy tone. Before I could throw out a smart retort, a small uproar erupted in the party crowd. Looking out, I saw the Devils entering the party. They were all wearing black, their jackets, smoking, carrying their guns. They were led by Dexter who stood at the center of it, enjoying the attention on him. “Well, well, well, isn’t this something? Chadwick, how could you throw a party and not invite your old friend!” he said, addressing Mr. Chadwick.

"You gave her that money willingly. Last I checked, you were practically celebrating. So happy about this." "Things changed." She changed them. "She's in my territory now, Dmitri. That's all that matters." A beat of silence. Then — "The devil is coming down to hell, gentlemen." His voice dropped away from the phone as he announced it to the room. "Brace yourselves." I ended the call. Good mood. Excellent, in fact. Time to let the beast out.

"Certainly, ma'am." Giggling I put my hand on his and together we padded to the middle of the dance floor. Our hands entwined, and his other hand rested on my open back as we began slowly moving to the music. Even though all this exposure and proximity disturbed my conscience, the devil awakened inside craved revenge, and I would make bloody sure to quench her thirst. I swayed my hips to the bits as my curls waved in the air while cackling at jokes I was trying to make that failed miserably. As the song ended another man I remembered as Mr. Hart from the board came forward with a stretched hand.

Lorraine Lebedeva It was raining. My eyes focused on the grave 16 feet away from me as I sat in the car. It's going to be my first time actually seeing her. I let out a shaky breath and shook of the nervous feeling. Come in Lorraine, you can do this. You have to do this. For her... A week has gone by since the incident with Simeon. Dante tried to escape but Simeon's- my men caught him along the way. I'm going to save him for something special.

He was a total stranger to me. While dancing he told me that he was Ratna's brother. I happened to look at Amol and by his look, I knew he didn't like it. I was confused. He didn't like him or me dancing with him? Slowly, I started to feel uncomfortable. He started to touch me everywhere and pulled me close. I could feel Amol's eyes on me. This guy's name was Anurodh and he started to bring his mouth close to me and tried to kiss me. Before I could protest or tell him to fuck off, a strong hand pulled me. It was the Devil. He punched him and had no intention of stopping.

It was just a way for him to have control and power over me. But I’m the one with the power here. To get my revenge, I would do anything, I would give anything, and right now, I was selling my soul to the devil. But in this story, there are two devils. One doesn’t just know it yet.

"You'll never know what it's like to be at the point of contentment, enjoying those who are helpless under my control." "You're a devil," said the man with the light brown beard with a laugh. "It's good that Hillarious is under my leadership, not its original owner, who always got his hands dirty with some pretty vile things." "Are you looking for a dishonorable dismissal, Victor?" Damian asked in a cold tone. Victor laughed again. "If I wasn't here, I'm sure you'd have a lot of run-ins with the law. There aren't any major players in the underworld focusing on education and the future of children in NorthDerm."