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“Then I reverse the transfer. And I make a phone call to those gentlemen searching for your father. Have you any idea what happens to the daughters of men who do not pay their debts?” I stared at him in horror. He was blackmailing me, using my family’s safety to manipulate me. The charming young man had become the very essence of the Devil. “Why?” I asked. “Why marry me? Why marry a woman you hate? How can you marry a woman you said you would never love?” Luca placed his drink down and moved towards me. He stopped right in front of me and lifted my hand so that he could examine the ring which I was now forced to wear.

he choked. Miguel stepped forward, eyes ice. “One you were never worth trusting. Two I’m the Devil. And you? You’re another Devil. Two Devils can’t run side by side. And three…” he leaned down close, his voice a whisper of death, “I’ve wanted to kill you for a very long time.” Dimitri gasped, trying to laugh, blood spilling. “You… think you’ve won…”

“Do you think that way, Volkov. And here I thought you were tormenting her because of me. Just because she is your daughter doesn’t give you any right to trouble her. If this relation bothers you so much, then I break it today. I, Valentine Romero, cut all the ties between Crystal and you. She is no more your daughter. She doesn’t belong to anyone. After today, I don’t want to hear even your name from her in nightmares. You will disappear from her life like a bad dream. She will be my wife now. Crystal Valentine Romero. See. How simple it was to kick away the name that joined you two. She is mine now, Svetozar. Completely and savagely. I am her keeper, her everything. You are no father but o

Vimar and Brage sink into the grass, while Indra manages to stay upright. "Your friends aren't as strong as you are. You're interesting, little girl. Who are you?" Indra raises her chin, looks defiantly into the fairy queen’s bottomless black eyes and replies in a strong voice: "I am Indra, the Devil's Daughter." Melia's backing away. Her companions make hissing noises and the ashen fog retreats several meters revealing blossoming wildflowers underneath. Melia raises a hand and the fog stops. Then she turns back to Indra and studies her from top to bottom. "I didn't know Lucifer had a daughter..."

I knew their names the way everyone knew them: whispered in fear, moaned in fantasies, printed in tabloids that called them immortal gods and ruthless monsters in the same breath. Vincenzo Drakvolk. The tallest. The leader. Amber eyes that burned slow like embers under ash, voice that could command armies or unravel panties with a single syllable. Lorenzo Drakvolk. Gold-eyed devil with a smirk that promised sin, hands that looked made for breaking things—or making them beg. Valentino Drakvolk. The quiet one. White hair like fresh snow on a grave, silver eyes that never blinked when they decided something belonged to them. The one they called the devil not because he was cruel, but because he

“Well I've never seen beauty quite like that. The deal is yours, Diavolo. I'll even add an extra five hundred million dollars for it to become a billion dollar deal.” “Whats the catch?” “I want the girl.” My stomach flipped as I saw the devil cosplayer rise to his feet. He said something I wasn't fast enough to catch, but on closer inspection, I realized he was talking into the plug he had on. The curtain began to close. I was helped out of the glass. Before I could blink, everyone backstage had disappeared. I heard footsteps behind me and on turning, I saw the devil. “Well played.’’ He clapped. “You can’t sell me!’’ I blurted in panic.

So in a way, I truly deserve the name La Diabla because I'm the devil's spawn. "That doesn't excuse what you did. He raised you, fed and clothed us. How could you do that?" "With a knife" "What?" "You keep asking how I could do that. With a knife, Andres. I used a knife" Blood drains from his face "You don't even regret it"

“You know I could make all this go away. I can make the charges disappear, but I’m going to need something from you first.” I knew what it was before he even said it. “Sign the papers,” he leaned down to tuck a strand of hair from my face while maintaining eye contact with me. “And then disappear from my life, forever.” He said it with so much certainty that I felt like he had driven a stake clean through my heart, impaling me with his words. I blinked rapidly, trying to make sense of it all before it finally settled in my head. Curtis Blackwood was the fucking devil.

She must be several inches taller than me, seeing as her heels weren’t higher than mine and she only had to stretch a bit to drop a kiss to his jaw. Then she turned around and sauntered ahead of the two black cars waiting at the foot of the stairs. And, just like that, she was gone. The devil went towards the car at the back as Galileo instructed one of the three men, “Luiz, you’re riding with us. She’ll replace you.” “No, I won’t let my commodity out of my sight,” the devil stated, turning partially to face Galileo. “Boss, you know you can trust…” scar-face started before the devil cut him short.

"You're a devil Kelly I regret ever leaving Sherly for you "Owwww it's too late to regret dear, soon you will be burning in hell but if you asked me, I think you are the real devil think about all the things you've done, you got jealous of your best friend because he's more hardworking than you and then you use your woman to steal from him not minding if she's sleeping with the man she does not love as if that was not enough, you cheated on her countless even after she gave her all for you, and then you want her to go back again and continue hawking her body just to please your fucking ass? Tell me Xa..vier how are you different from a devil if not worse than a devil?"