I Married The Devils Son Novels & Stories

The devil narrowed his eyes at his son before putting down the gun and I released a deep breath which I don't know I was holding for so long. "So! You have also teamed up against me" he took a step toward his son "Huh?" "No one has teamed up against you dad" he tried to make him understand and to my surprise, the man who never listens to anyone listened to him. There is no doubt that for some reason he likes his younger son "In our greed for money, we cannot forget that we are a family, and now he has also become a part of our family," he remarked, glancing at the groom. "You can't change anything now. It would be best if you accepted Ava's marriage and forgot about whatever business contrac

“Your father gave you to me, and I can't let those idiot rivals of his tamper with you. You’re sharp-tongued, defiant, and breathtaking. I’ve never wanted someone so badly while simultaneously needing them to fight me.” I pressed back slightly, smirk tugging at my lips despite the tremor in my body. “You talk too much, devil’s son. But keep it up, I like the sound of your voice.” He chuckled, low and throaty, the sound pressing against my skin, making my blood run hot. “That’s only the beginning. By the time this night ends, I’ll have you knowing exactly who’s in charge, and yet, you’ll still think you are.” And for the first time since they had dragged me from my home, I realized something

“How audacious of you, Dave! You served me divorce papers after betraying me all over again, and yet you have the guts to feel like your opinion of feelings matters to me anymore? How dare you?” Dave stepped closer. “No, how dare you? I forbid it! You can get married to anyone but him! Do you even know who you’re getting married to? Aren’t you aware of his nickname?? He’s nicknamed ‘Devil’ for a reason. He's the Devil's own incarnate, so for your own sake, don’t do something stupid and ridiculous.” He paused for a moment. “If you still respect me a little, you’ll listen to me.”

Devon’s POV “You’re just going to sit back, son?! And watch your friend get devoured by that devil?!” “That devil is my mother. And once upon a time, she was your wife.” “Like I give a shit! If you knew half the things that woman did, you’d disown her!” I rub my temples, hoping that by doing so it’ll stave off the headache brewing in my skull. It doesn’t. This is exactly why I changed my last name to Sinclair.

Devon sat at the edge of Daemon's bed and looked at the weird ghostly paintings on the wall. Her husband is showering in the bathroom while she's clutching hard at her nightie praying that it will be over soon. After the wedding, Daemon brought her to his house just across the Alley 56 to consummate their marriage. "I need a son, Devon. The earlier you give me one, the earlier you will be released from our deal." His words rang into her head like a recorder.

one of my bosses commanded. I stood up, facing Lara. “Thank you for bringing her, but I’m quite busy…” Then the screen in the lounge lit up. It was the midday news, a segment on powerful CEOs returning to America. My breath caught when I saw his name flash across the screen. “Devon West!” The man they called ‘The Shark in the Philippines’ was back in the U.S. And my daughter… she stared at the screen in awe. “Mommy,” she said, tugging at my sleeve, “why can’t I have a daddy like him?”

He wasn't comfortable with it. "I'm sorry, I thought otherwise" I apologized before embarrassingly pulling away from the tight hug. I had thought we were going to have something going on between us that was why he called me here but I guess I was wrong after all. "No no, don't say it that way, of course something is going to happen but not here, it's a nightmare here" he said and lifted my chin so I could look him in his eyes. "That's why we need to get out of here so we could be free and do whatever we want together" he added and I felt hopeful but everything vanished once I remembered the devil's son would never release us from his prison.

Whether it was the brushes touching my eyes or the fact that I was getting married today. Today was my wedding. The day my family would finally be safe. The day I would finally feel safe. The day my name would change from Natasha Whitmore to Natasha Castillo. The day I would marry the devil himself. He was many things, but a devil? I wasn’t sure. Many believed he killed his parents, which was why he was referred to as the devil. Others said it was because of the people he was connected to. But he didn’t look like someone who’d do those things.

A smug look plastered on his face. " You will come back to me without throwing any tantrums. Respectfully." Those words rang in my mind. I looked back at the empty seat of the car when Mumma gripped my arm as if she won't let me go. “Meri batchi…don’t go…. He is not good for you … I will get you married to Rihan.” her voice on the verge of crying. I cupped her cheeks, “Mamma. I’m already married. " I asserted.

now i became scared thinking that what she would tell me. In my room ....his mom sat in my bad and told me " baby are you ready to marry my devil son" Listening to her words...i started crying ..she hugged me then said "baby you know..my son is a big businessman...but he didn't even give his virginty to anyone...he didnt like to be loved ...but then he was going crazy after seeing you...he loves you so much ...thats why he is doing hurry in this marriage...he has some problem..u will learn about him...please just promiss me ...u wont leave him ....even if he will get angry.... you will give him a normal life please....".... she started crying...i didnt know what was his problem...but he had