Novel & Cerita Little Bit Of Devil In Her Angel Eyes

And her begs brought me a satisfaction that I haven't felt in a while. Now the Devil's game will play. -------------------------------------------------------------- Sierra's POV " I told you to make sure that he doesn't drink any more alcohol. " I hardly get angry with the staff but at times like this, I snap and not only so, I get so angry that I want to fire them right this instance.

“Please.” My tongue draws circles around her clit until I've got her panting and delirious, holding her thighs steady with my hands. She closed her eyes and I stopped. She whimpered in protest and I moved up her body, looking into her eyes as I whispered. “You close your eyes, I stop. I want to see your eyes when I eat you out.” She nodded vigorously and I kissed her, letting her feel her taste on my tongue. I moved down to her creamy full breasts, admiring her before I delved in with my mouth.

“You know I could make all this go away. I can make the charges disappear, but I’m going to need something from you first.” I knew what it was before he even said it. “Sign the papers,” he leaned down to tuck a strand of hair from my face while maintaining eye contact with me. “And then disappear from my life, forever.” He said it with so much certainty that I felt like he had driven a stake clean through my heart, impaling me with his words. I blinked rapidly, trying to make sense of it all before it finally settled in my head. Curtis Blackwood was the fucking devil.

Her eyes were stunning, reminiscent of an autumn lake, and her radiant smile accompanied her apology for being late. Whether it was her beautiful eyes or her luminous smile, the board of directors, prepared to unleash their anger, suddenly found themselves enchanted and pacified. "No problem at all," they responded, waving their hands dismissively. They were captivated by her beauty, each secretly yearning to have her in their embrace. Many even entertained thoughts of seducing her. Little did they know that she was the Devil Queen. How would their desires change if they discovered her true identity? Would they still wish to engage in their lascivious fantasies?

Gaze deeply filled with hatred and anger at each other. And then... The wings of the grim reaper spread wide. So beautiful were the angel's white and fluffy wings. The devil's wings were thin and black like bats. Horns suddenly appeared from ahead. The ears also change shape like the devil in general. As it turned out, that demon was turning into a handsome boy to trick lost spirits like Ardina. "Prepare to give my brother!" Exclaimed the devil showing off his black and pointy nails. Her teeth looked creepy as her evil smile grew on her lips.

The Earl shrieked in wonder, "You call her a maiden! She is no maiden. She's a thief! A mercenary, unbelievable thief!" He continued barking while he walked backwards away from them, "She handed her drink to the Earl of Vetcom, said things too daring for any normal Scottish woman and stole food. You would not call such person a mai…" He found himself staggering suddenly, noticing he was just at the edge of a ditch, one he didn't notice because he was too busy shouting. While he found himself falling into it, a hand quickly gripped around his hard and tight. Gently, that same hand pulled him up, straight back to his balance. And it was the devil herself.

Warmth spread inside of me, feeling my heart beating faster as a smile found its way to my lips. What have I done in this life to deserve heaven sending me the most beautiful angel to stay by my side? I lost my breath when she turned around to look at me, looking more beautiful than I could ever fathom with the colors of the sunset washing over her face. An angel, so bright with fiery colors. “Can The Devil find me?” She chuckled lightly with that teasing look in her eyes. “Always. I will always find you, my love.” “Don’t you fucking die on us!” My head was violently slapped to the side, and I finally opened my eyes, gasping for air. My chest was rapidly moving up and down as I took in my su

I'd burn If I didn't get a taste of those lips. Something flickered in her beautiful eyes, she blinked once and muttered a soft “Yes” Fúck. Me.

Once my eyes adjusted to the light, I immediately checked Tommy over from head to toe before turning my still-shaken gaze to Angelica. She was no longer the polished, sharp general manager she used to be. Her white shirt had yellowed, the collar frayed. Her bangs hung over her eyes, and she looked gaunt and pale. "What's wrong?" Angelica pressed her face close to mine, and I instinctively recoiled. Her bloodshot eyes fixed on me, yet a smile spread across her face. "Devon, you still care about me, don't you? You still love me, right?

From the rearview mirror, I caught her staring, those pale blue eyes reduced to poison and daggers, but when I turned to her, she looked away, forcing her angry gaze to the passing roadside attractions from her spot beside the window. I fixed my attention back to the steering wheel and rolled my eyes. Like her cold silence would make a difference. From the moment we left that seedy motel, Angel has stared at me as though I was groomed by the devil and sentenced to set her world to ashes. I almost bit out a bitter laugh at the irony. The fact that she, the very thing that had both tortured and destroyed my sanity for the last 730 days, had the audacity to even think that I was the greater evi