Novel & Cerita I M His Devious Romeo

"Have some water. The conditions here aren't great, but this is the best we have." Evan stared at the water and looked up at me as he pleaded, "Nina, it was stupid of me to marry Yvonne all those years ago. I was tricked by her, and I've regretted it ever since. Come back with me. I've already divorced her!" I shook my head and looked at my hands covered with blisters as I replied calmly, "I'm Dr. Secco now. This place needs me, and we don't welcome outsiders here."

Catie felt a deep, painful pity as she took one last look at her older brother before turning away. “Take care, my child,” Romeo told her. “Don’t forget the USB. Keep me updated right away, okay? And… I’m sorry.” She forced a smile. “Yes, Dad. Please take your medicine, and let me know about my brother, alright?” Romeo simply nodded in response, so she stepped out of the room. Her shoulders felt heavy, as if they were about to collapse—not just slumped, but completely weighed down as she walked. She stopped when she noticed Fabien sitting alone on a stainless steel bench.

Theo asked Dylan while telling him the consequences of his plan. "She is a girl. She had no power with which she can harm me. She has no right to decide anything now. I had already told you that she will live with me on my terms and conditions. Her mesmerizing beauty had attracted me enough that I am unable to control myself now. I do not want any other girl instead of her. I want to ravish her body with my efforts. I want to listen her moans, moans of my names, from her mouth when she will feel that sweet pain. So either she want it to happen or not, I have decided to calim her body tonight." Dylan answered Theo with the devilish smirk on his face. Luke was also standing there with them and

We had decided to do something fun. “What are you doing with that?” “Romeo is not a bad man.” He repeated. I seized the picture from his hands. I half expected him to come after it,but he remained seated. “He is a good man.” I agreed with emphasis. I hated when Alex stalked me. I hated that he trailed me everywhere,making it seem like I was his property. “He is a good man…who doesn't deserve you.” I hissed. “Who deserves me,then? You?” I barked at him.

“I like the sound of that.” He stepped towards her and tugged the robe she had changed into off her body. Jules licked his lips and his pupils dilated as he stared at the beautiful breasts in front of him. “You are so perfect, Madame. Sometimes, I wonder how I got lucky to have you.” He caressed each breast whilst tugging at the sensitive bud of her nipples. “Do you know what is even more perfect?” “What?” Janice moaned as he sucked her earlobes. “My child nestled inside of you,” Jules smirked.

He’s just playing innocent. “You are not her,” he whispered, his voice cold and so lethal. “But I will put up with your scheme. The only thing you need to do is to obey me.” His fingertips then ran from my back down to my waist that sent shivers down my spine. I stepped away and faced him with all the courage I got. “When did you know?” “Even before you played the role,” he answered quickly. “I know Analiese has gone missing. I know Mr. Racini’s plans and I decided to play along. There’s nothing to lose, anyway.”

Slowly, I turned back to her, my eyes darkening. She smiled faintly. I lunged towards her. In a blink of an eye, my hand was around her throat, pressing just hard enough to make her gasp. I leaned in, my voice barely above a whisper. “You’re right,” I murmured against her ear. “I did those murders.” Her body tensed, her breath shallow. “And if you keep pressing me, you’ll be next.” Her eyes widened, fear creeping into them for the first time. “Thanks to your daughter's foolish decisions, she ended Arthur,” I continued. “I am not Arthur,” I titled my head to the side. “Well, I am still Arthur but fully synced with the devil Alpha, I will not hesitate to snap your neck anytime.”

he murmured against her lips, his fingers brushing the slick evidence of her arousal. Tessa’s cheeks burned, shame and desire battling within her. What was wrong with her? She didn’t know. She didn’t care. All she knew was that she wanted him—wanted him to ruin her, to make her forget every ounce of control she thought she had. Her plan was simple—seduce the devil. But as his lips trailed down her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin, a dark realization crept in. The devil was already in control. As his lips moved against hers, his hand slid lower, teasing the sensitive skin between her thighs. A single tap against her clit sent a violent shudder through her, her breath hitching as a j

“You need a little distraction.” I try to think about something else—anything else—so that I can manage to get home in one piece. But rainbows and puppies aren’t what come to mind. Instead, I get flashes of dancing with Arnold Brighton. His soulful eyes. His masculine scent. And his beard—oh, his glorious fucking beard. He’s my every dark and dirty fantasy come-to-life. A muscled, tatted former military man with rough hands and a soft heart that he hides behind that guarded exterior.

Romeo sighs, closes his eyes and when he opens them, he immediately goes into a trance, being evaded by images from his past. In the bed he had when he was in college, Romeo was lying naked, and on top of him, devouring him as if he were going to lose him forever, was Julius. The kisses exchanged between laughs and moans, the movements of Julius moving in and out of him, the promises of love exchanged... everything suddenly transforms. Julius was a corpse, lying on the ground, torn from neck to chest, and his father was standing over him, holding Julius's heart in his hands. The image turns to Romeo in a trance and says, stretching out his hand: “Son, is this the heart you want? Dad gives it