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Kiara shut the book just in time as a knock came on the door, her breathing heavy. “There is no way,” she muttered, her head banging. The Lycans were the villains, that was how the story goes. The knock came again, and she dunked the book into the safe, then unlocked the door and Devon stood outside with a smile, which faltered as soon as he saw Kiara’s sober face. “What is wrong?” She smiled weakly at him and shook her head, “nothing, just tired.” “From?” “… reading,” she muttered and Devon’s brow shot up. His eyes darted to the safe, then he looked at her. “I started the book today, and it feels like I have been thrust into a world of scribbled nonsense.”

Even though I knew it would be safer to end things now, I wanted to clutch onto any more time I could squeeze out of my relationship with Devin before he slipped out of my grasp. I had known that he would eventually leave me over my sexual limitations, but I hadn't anticipated that it would be this soon. I wasn't ready! It took me a bit to realize that he wasn't getting up. He seemed to be retrieving something from under the bed. When he returned to my side, he handed me a book. This was so far from what I had been expecting that I just fluttered my eyelashes in confusion. Devin pointed out the title, and once I was calm enough to actually comprehend what it said, I burst into giggles. The b

Another walking the perimeter. But no sign of Vito. Aiden let the curtain fall back and headed downstairs. The house was even more massive in the daylight. Everything looked expensive and untouched, like it was a showroom rather than a place where people actually lived. He wandered from room to room, trying to find something… anything, to keep himself occupied. The living room had a TV, but he couldn't find the remote. There was a library with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, but all the books looked like they were in Italian or some other language he couldn't read.

This was the real cost of the empire Sandro had built. This was the devil she had married. Yet beneath the revulsion, a twisted attraction stirred. The way he stood there, powerful and unyielding, blood on his hands because someone had dared threaten her… it unlocked a primal part of her she hated herself for acknowledging. Her body still hummed from their earlier encounters, and now this raw display of dominance only heightened the conflicting pull inside her. She was horrified. She was also, shamefully, drawn to the monster who would burn the world to keep her safe.

Damian sat in his study with a wine glass in hand. His eyes stare blankly at the documents scattered across the desk, but his mind is not on numbers or business strategy. He was replaying the plan he had laid out years ago-make the girl fall in love with him, break her down by leaving her, then watch her fall apart, just like his mother had. Damian clenched his fists until his books turned white. "I can't lose focus," he muttered. "Yara is just a tool. She must pay for her family's sins." He took a deep breath, trying to calm his sudden anger.

LUCIA That devil really did put a spy app on every single one of my gadgets. Anger slipped through my veins as I stared heinously at the app in front of me. It was some kind of weird looking app that seemed scary even at first glance. The icon’s background was black in color, with some kind of manly silhouette drawn-out design at the center. The man seemed to be wearing a hat, a shade and a coat. Just like detectives, but a scarier version with eerie vibes.

“He’s even hotter than I imagined.” “Are you serious right now?” a third whispered. “That man is dangerous.” “Dangerous and fine,” the first girl said quickly. “Look at him, he doesn’t even look scared.” “He looks like he owns the place,” someone else added. “I heard he runs half the city.” “They call him the Devil.” “And I still wouldn’t mind fucking him” “Girl! He is a killer” “What? I’m just saying!” Their laughter filled the space, light and careless, like they were talking about a celebrity instead of someone who could destroy lives without blinking.

He feels like he's walking without ahead. That's life. This is his destiny. To be the demon son. What else could it be? His body was burning in flames when he stepped on the pentagram last time and it made him feel vulnerable. I wish he can be a devil in his dreams but not in reality. Thinking about the demon thing, it's not a good type of entity. To know that his debut party is coming, the confusion and tension were there inside his heart. Now that he's experiencing changes in his strength and agility, Adoneram became more anxious than before.