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"Listen dude I don't know what your deal is but I advise you let me go before I rip your heart out of your chest." Those shadowery demons appeared taking stance behind their master who stared on in amusement before frowning slightly. "Dude? Oh! Goodness I forgot to tell you my name.. Well I did kind of expect you to start calling me big brother but that was to wishful I think" 'Seriously this dude is twisted' 'Kill.... Kill...... Kill', Lyca was hungry for his blood to give him back all the pain he gave her. "The name's Devaro, your older brother."

He asked and played with his chin, I sneered at him. "That? That's an example of a demon's face." I pointed at his face while pushing the cart away from my place. I even heard Tim cursing. "That's why it hurts you to speak, your name Devi suits you!" I heard Tim shout, I just made a face. After I finished shopping, I went straight to the counter to pay. I put the things I bought one by one until the things I bought were placed in the paper bag. "2,356 in all, Ma'am," said the cashier lady. I took my wallet out of the bag, I stopped when I opened the wallet and my wallet was empty as well as my card was gone! What a misfortune!

The methods he uses for killing or ‘talking’ aren't jokes. “Trust me. It’s my fucking business,” Devil says, stepping closer. Now they’re nose to nose, well, as close as they can be. The girl barely reaches his shoulders. “And how is that?” she dares him, eyes cool. “He’s my old man,” Devil says. In the corner of my eye, I see Chaos, Devil’s father. As usual, his face gives nothing away. “Ah, that’s fine then,” she says. “I’m Violet. Apparently… you’re my older brother. Steven?”

"But I realized that I will never be as perfect as you told me to be. I tried, but it failed, tried so hard to impress you but it made me bleed, tried so hard so hard and I almost died." "You." I asserted, pressing the sharp ends of the knife deeper into his flesh. "You proved to the world that you are the devil. Simeon Lebedev inferred to be the most brutal, cold-blooded, abhorred, selfless man in the mafia world. Congratufuckinglations." I snarled "You've earned the tittle but at what cost. Nothing since you have no fucking heart." I step back and toss the knife across the room. Simeon's chest heaves up and down before he searched my eyes.

"You're just a pawn. Everyone you love is a target." Another blow, this time to his face. Blood gushed from his nose. "Speak when spoken to," the man growled, ripping the tape from Liam’s mouth. "You’re a coward," Liam spat, blood trickling down his chin. "Hiding behind a mask. Threatening people That’s all you are." The man chuckled. "You’ve got spirit. Shame you won’t have much left when I’m done and I don't think we've met before, I am whom they call the devil, Liam I am the fucking devil."

“Tell Lorenzo I need his help please.” “Casper’s sister? You sure?” I nodded. “Please hurry up,” I begged him. He was still wary of me but he agreed and closed the gate in my face. A few minutes later, the side gate was opened again and this time, the devil himself came out. I opened my mouth to speak but my voice was drained. I was talking but I couldn’t hear myself because my ears were ringing and before I knew it, the world was getting darker and darker as I slowly slipped into unconsciousness.

Like someone’s watching who shouldn’t be. A new name pops up and instantly subscribes. DarkDevil has joined. DarkDevil tipped $50 DarkDevil: How are you? I bite my lip, stroking slow between my thighs. “I’m really good, baby. Really, really good.” DarkDevil tipped $200 DarkDevil: You are such a naughty girl for doing this. Of course it’s Echo. Who else drops two hundred quid like it’s pocket change and calls me naughty like he’s two seconds from punishing me?

“You talk a lot.” “You’re so mean.” I pouted before a genius idea popped into my mind. “You know what? We should be best friends because you’re marrying my best friend. We should all be best friends together!” I couldn't contain my excitement and hugged him tightly with a big smile on my face. “Althaia.” The familiar voice of the Devil spoke, making me turn around to look at him. “Oh, look who came over, Tank Man. It’s il Diavolo.” I giggled.

I straightened his coat, my eyes glinting with a menacing gleam as I approached the truck. "It seems our enemies have forgotten who they're dealing with," I hissed, my voice filled with a chilling confidence. "They dare to steal from the Devil himself." A bolt of lightning split the sky, illuminating my face as I looked at the stolen shipment with predatory satisfaction. Raindrops rolled down my cheeks, mingling with my wicked smile. "Now, my men," I declared, my voice cutting through the storm. "Let's see who has the audacity to challenge the Devil. The real show is about to begin."

With his arms now free, the young man directs his hands to the third beauty still 'sleeping' at his chest, more precisely to her buttocks, grabbing each of her buttcheeks and squishing the supple meat in his hands. "Hmmmm…" Letting a throaty moan, the third beauty opens her eyes and looks up to the young man's face. Her deep purple eyes, that were slowly changing to pink color, expressed just one feeling at that moment, hunger. And not the one for food. Those eyes, combined with her long black hair that was arranged in twin tails, and the bountiful E-cup breasts pressed against the young man's chest, gave her a very devilish beauty. Her name, Serafall Sitri Leviathan, the only female member