Dancing With The Devil Novels & Stories

He walked slowly toward the main part of the house, listening for any sound of movement. When he stepped into the open living area, he froze. The boss was at the bar. Shirtless. Seated on a tall stool with one leg crossed over the other, holding a small glass of what was unmistakably alcohol in his hand. Aiden's eyes trailed over him before he could stop himself. Tattoos lined Vito's chest, his arms, his shoulders. Some looked like words, others were symbols, designs that probably meant something he'd never understand. His muscles were defined, his skin tan like he spent time in the sun despite looking like the kind of person who never left the dark.

She wouldn't miss this show for anything. What could the devil's son possibly cook?

“Devil Springs Vodka.” Perhaps he just misheard the words. Shrugging his shoulders, he gulped the glass and then turned his barstool to the dance floor to see the man and his ex-wife still locked in a dance. Said I'm fine and said I moved on… I'm only here passing time in her arms… Hoping I'll find a glimpse of us… The damn song finally ended, Grey mused, watching in annoyance as the man inched his face closer and then laid a soft kiss on the edge of Lily's lips.

I felt alive. I spotted one of my girls, a stunning blonde, dancing on stage. She caught my eye, winked and smiled, and I giggled. She was mine, one of my best earners, Stella. I continued to make my way towards the VIP section, where my partners and I conducted our... business. We deal with more than just drinks and music here. We dealt in secrets, in desires, and in the forbidden. I made it all happen. The Devil's Kiss was my pride and joy, a massive facility with over 80 rooms, each one designed to cater to a specific desire or fantasy. We had room for every taste, from the ordinary to the extreme.

When my mind was finally able to process his words, my eyes went wide in realisation. Oh. My. God! Did the devil get hard under my touch? "You don't want your fiancé walking around with hard on now, do you?" He winked as I remained speechless and I think I almost had a heart attack. Did he just wink at me? What is going on with him? Is this all a part of the act as well or is this conversation between us real? Fuck, the lines were already getting blurred for me already and it was not a good sign. ——————————————————————————

“After this, you are mine, Sweet little thing. You’ll not be able to run or escape me. Because no matter where you run to, even though I have to turn this world upside down, I will find you and bring you right back to my side because you are bound to me.” I laughed. “Trying to scare me?” He looked almost human to me at that moment. He was trying to save me from himself? I took the pen from him and signed a contract with the Devil. Grinning, I fired his words right back at him. “Sounds like foreplay,” It was surprisingly a sunny day when I later said yes to marrying Damon in sickness and in lies. He said yes too and for a moment I wondered how fitting it was that I wore the black dress. Perha

He said softly. The music finally ended and Mia walked away from him, curtsying and exiting the room. She breathed in the night air, trying to calm her heart. 'Damn you, you bloody cursed man!' she cussed the Grand Duke, or rather The Devil. "I know I'm cursed." The devil spaidand Mia jumped, looking around, her hand on her chest. Radna couldn't help but look at her hand, just above her cleavage. Mia had a much larger bust than Lily. In fact, he couldn't even remember Lily very well...