Novel & Cerita Evil Husband Is A Little Sweet

David asked with all his rage. "Are you surprised that I finally showed all your rottenness? Are you shocked by everything I did? How can someone so poor turn evil after being given his trust and killing his boss? You really are a demon!!!" shouted Nicole casually. David now tightened his grip on Nichole's neck and made it a little harder for her to breathe now. Jason who was in the car had managed to contact someone as Patricia ordered but the man still couldn't get out of the car because it would be a mess if he finally got out.

Then suddenly, an evil smirked formed in his face. For the first time in my life, I felt so intimidated with just a look. I remember. This is the only boy that I had never defeated, the Mr. Perfect whom I was always compared to. But he was different now. He looks very intimidating. “Yeah, it’s me. How are you? It’s been a long time.” he spoke. I felt cold. “Y...Yeah. I’m fine...” I wouldn’t ask if he is ok because the last time I saw him, he was crying and in pain. But why is he here?

“What if I want us to be together again, Eve? Try one more time and see the man that I have become?” I raised a brow, meeting his gaze again. “And what makes the present you and the before you different?” “Nobody calls me 'devil' anymore,” he replied, completely unshaken. My brows lifted. “What?” He gave a small, almost self-deprecating smile. “Everyone used to say that I was devilish because of my attitude—cold, ruthless, always ready to tear through anything that got in my way. But I can promise you, nobody calls me that anymore. They see that I’ve changed… for the best.”

“But if you lose, I want you to climb to the highest point of the school, strip off all your clothes, and tell everyone you’re a fucking bitch.” My heart sank. Every time I thought our relationship was improving and he was starting to help me, he’d come around and humiliate me all over again. Any tiny bit of gratitude I felt for him helping me against Layla vanished right then and there. Maybe I should never believe he has a good side. This monster is just pure evil. “Are you kidding me?” Odin gritted, red with anger. “No way Riley is doing that.” Ezra raised an eyebrow, throwing my own words right back at us: “Why? Are you afraid?”

she cried desperately. She seemed to realize I would not agree, so she squatted and covered her face to sob loudly. When I turned around without hesitation and walked away, her malicious voice rang out behind me. "Luna Hill! Don't think that you've won just yet! You're so cold-blooded, you'll get what's coming to you!" I did not flinch. Karma was real, and I intended to be her karma this time.

He beamed, locking the door. I hummed, reluctant about answering his question. But I can't deny the excellent transference of the plans we both had. "This is a prove to you that I never forgot us over the years, Eva." Of Course he didn't. His ulterior motives must have carved my face on his memory. Eva, the one person who is easily deceived and the perfect pawn to use when you want something from the Mendes Family and the werewolf empire. So great, I get it.

I look up at her and she places one knee on the couch before swinging her other leg over my thighs and resting her other knee on the opposite side. Her hands rest on my neck and she smiles, a smile that has nothing innocent about it. A smile of an angel for a body of demon. Because that's what Sasha is. She is evil, forbidden, a forbidden fruit that I am addicted to. And I will go to hell with her. I remove my arms from the back of the couch and place my hands on his back. She looks at me, attentively, her eyes rest on my mouth and I step back when she tries to kiss me.

Eve smirked. I scoffed, twisting my lips into a disapproving sneer. “Didn’t Bob give you the key to this room?” I asked, offering my hand to help her stand. Eve took the ice bucket and gave it to me instead of her hand. Her lips curled when I didn’t take the bucket. Pouting as if disappointed with something, she used the doorframe for support as she stood up. “He did,” she said, giving it to me again. Eve’s presence in her sexy gown and adorable expressions were making me uncomfortable. My member, dysfunctional for a long time, was now throbbing and heavy with lust. I had to turn away from her before dragging her to the bed.

"Emily..." "Shut up! If you hadn't blocked us, she wouldn't have been dead. You faked the report and killed my mom. You're a murderer. A beast like you doesn't deserve to live. I am your wife, devoting everything to our family. What did I do wrong? Why did you side with an outsider to kill her? Do you want me dead too?" He broke, muttering, "I didn't mean to. Just come down, please. We can talk it out. I'll give you anything you want."