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“I’m doing this because if I don’t, we both die. And trust me—my death would be the least of this world’s problems.” She stared at the throne. At the burning seal behind it. And her reflection in the polished floor—no longer fully human. Something inside her shifted again. A memory, maybe. Or a piece of her soul waking up after a long, long sleep. “You lied to me,” she said quietly. “But so did everyone else. So maybe... you’re just the first devil who had the guts to tell me the truth.” Dante smiled, not with victory, but with respect. “Good girl.”

“Too late. You already tried your luck with me.” I looked into his eyes—desperation, fear, and something pitifully like regret swimming beneath the surface. “You wanted to know why they call me the Mafia Devil,” I said, voice dr,opping to a whisper thick with menace. His nod was frantic. I smiled—a slow, cruel curve. “Do you get it now?” His eyes widened just before the cold barrel of my gun pressed against his temple. “I don’t do mercy,” I muttered. The shot echoed, final and unforgiving.

"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.

"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?"

Before the rogue could even scream, the stranger's hand plunged directly into his chest, gripping his heart, and tore it out and the man dropped dead instantly before this corpse turned to stone. The other two rogues gasped, their faces turning completely white. "It's... it's him," one whispered, his voice trembling violently. "The Demon Wolf. Alpha Vergil." They turned to run, but they never stood a chance. A sickening crack of a neck here, a crushed skull there and within seconds, the three men who had destroyed my life, who had murdered my mother and broken my body, were nothing but corpses leaking blood into the puddles around me.

Arnav wanted his doll safe, it can only happen when shivay come into his sense, coz this shivay was broken, he should make get back the devil in order to save both himself and his Doll A-“Shivay, come to your sense, Anika needs you, come on you need to be stronger, didn’t you look at her eyes which was screaming to save her, how can you lose yourself shivay, gare up, you need to save her, your love your Angel, you can’t act like insane, get up, save her, we’ll find her Shivay, don’t you want to punish those who toucher your love, don’t you want to punish him for laying his hand on her” Shivay stood up with rage, hearing Arnav words, he was right he can’t lose like this, it was his Angle and

Zachary fumed and looked straight in her eyes that were gleaming with mirth. “I am not going to let you or this pauper destroy my kingdom” Delphyne gritted and then looked at Diana who was trying hard to stifle her cries, “Listen and better ingrain this in your mind witch, we are devils. We hate you and your entire fucking community. Heaven was once ours and soon we are gonna snatch it back from you. You better start counting your days because they won’t last long.” Diana gasped in horror. Zachary also stared at his mother incredulously, “THE FUCK YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT??”

Edith said as soon as materialized in the Greater Room. "Ah, I was considering to not even come today, but I guess you caught me at a better moment of my days," I retorted. "Still sarcastic as ever, my Lord," Beatrice laughed, "How are things?" "As good as ever. Are you all still planning to attend the Fire Ball?" I asked. "Of course," Valerio said in his usually dark tone. He reminded me of the character Snake from the Daniel Kettle books. He was always dressed in black and his voice was laced with a certain serious detachment that I sometimes admired.

“I expected—hoped—that I would die during this war, but thanks to you, I’ll survive. Maybe I’ll even live a long life, but . . . it’s not enough. You aren’t going to hold on to a weak senile old man fifty years from now. Even you try I will die eventually. I know you see powerful Adom, you can kill all angels with flick of your finger but you don't have a power to hold me, one day I will dead Adom and you can't do anything ” Win finished speaking, but Adom was only seeing red. Behind him a glass shattered as the Devil jaw twitched in anger. He moved swiftly, body contorting unnaturally as he came to lean over Win, his hand coming up to squeeze the angel chin in a mockery of their former inti

Devil magic, pure evil eroticism. From behind, his invisible extension ate my ass deeper, tongue splitting into three—impossible, wicked—rimming, fucking, vibrating all at once. I screamed his name—still didn’t know it, just “Devil”—as orgasm three crashed, body seizing, squirting in arcs that he lapped up mid-air with another phantom tongue.