Married The Devil Son Novels & Stories

“Correction, we were. But you see my dear, you’re yielding no results. I took you from that pathetic little marriage of yours and brought you back here with only one mission, marry that little brat and make him abandon Rose. But since you came back, he’s gotten even more obsessed with her so I’m afraid I’ll have to rethink my strategy.” “I’m carrying his child! He will marry me. Please, give me a few months! Please!” hot tears ran down her cheeks but they fell on deaf ears. She made a deal with the devil, but the promise of what she would get out of it was so good that she couldn't refuse. But now it had turned against her and she didn't know how to escape.

Luci, I think all this that has been happening to me is all because of the devil. " There is only one reason why the Devil will be after you. Did you make a deal with him, or did your parents did?" Sonia nodded her head. " My forefather, Richeal Sotomayor, he met the devil and together, they made a deal among themselves. He promised that his descendants will serve Lucifer as their Master and it keeps passing on in our blood." " Then what does he want from you?" He asked. " I don't know why he won't let me be. Our family started deviating from this rule, I personally started backsliding so I won't blame him for choosing me as his deal. "

Gideon, Peter’s granddad suspected. “Everyone may fear you. But not I. I’m a level 7 devil – while you're just a demon. You have to do as I say, sir. I know what you do with your son’s wife. The lonely nights spent at Eden club since your wife passed away whom you married to inherit her wealth. You were nothing until your wife married you. And who knows if she ever died a natural death. What do you think?” “You devil!” Gideon hit his walking stick with such force that it looked like it was going to shatter.

“Tonight you’ll stay in this white wedding dress. You’ll keep the veil if I want. And I’m going to spend hours exploring every inch of this untouched body… tasting this sweet virgin cunt until you’re begging me to take what’s mine.” He leaned in, lips brushing my ear once more. “And when I finally decide you’ve earned it… I’m going to stretch this tight little pussy open with my cock and fill you with so much cum you’ll still be leaking me tomorrow.” The limo continued gliding through the night. I sat on my new husband’s lap — wedding dress ruined, pussy still fluttering from the most intense orgasm of my life, already aching for more. I was married to the devil. And… I couldn’t wait to burn

Devan—his half-brother from the same father but a different mother—had married Alexa, the woman who was supposed to marry his son, Ronan. Martha remained silent as she read the same article on her phone. She was equally shocked. According to the report, Devan and Alexa had been married long before Alexa and Ronan's engagement was called off. "How is this possible?" Martha looked utterly incredulous. At that moment, Ronan had just arrived in the dining room. He immediately noticed the tense expressions on his parents' faces. Especially Daniel's. His face looked exceptionally grim. "What happened, Mom? Dad?" Ronan walked closer.

It had papers and his previously spilling beer bottle which is now empty on his desk. The room was dim and his curtains were closed, not letting the sunlight through, The intimidation was seeping out of him and yet his back was to me as he spoke. You are my youngest child and only daughter he said, "You are going to get married to Nikola Hernando". My father put out his cigarette as he turned his chair around to see my reaction. My heartbeat froze from just hearing the name. Nikola Hernando as in the Mafia man. "They are the biggest mafia's family father", I responded with fear in my voice , I didn't want to marry someone because of power, I wanted to marry because of love.

He wouldn't dare tell Devon. Derrick ignored me as he continued blabbing on. " She hated you! Wanted to kill you! Do you what she always called you, a devil! You were the devil, Devon! " “That’s a lie!” Devon snapped. “Oh?” Derrick taunted. “Because I remember holding her while she cried about how much she hated you. Devil Devon! " “That is not true!” I shouted, my voice breaking. Derrick laughed. “Isn’t it? Then why did you try to forget your sorrows by sucking my dick?! "

"Bella, I've seen how you look at him when you think no one's watching. And I've seen how he looks at you. This could be dangerous in ways that have nothing to do with the mafia." "I don't look at him any particular way." "Sure. And I'm the Queen of England." I ignored her, staring at Dante's contact on my phone. My thumb hovered over the call button. I was scared. This was insane. He'd laugh in my face. He would use my desperation against me, leverage it to his advantage, make my life hell while enjoying every bit of it. But then I thought of Vittorio's dead eyes and the gun pointed at my father's head. This was a deal between the devil and the devil's son. I chose the devil's son. Only Dan

After making his way to the bar and adding a small amount of tequila to his glass, Antonio came back to Alejandro and said, “I want my son to marry your daughter, Mary, in a contract marriage that will last for three years.” “But why my daughter? Has she done anything? She is blameless.” Alejandro begged him not to make her pay for his crime, but it was ignored. “Nothing can be done to change my decision, which is final. Go now.” He chased Alejandro away like a housefly. During all of this, Hilton stood and observed. He assumed it was his younger brother Romeo marrying Mary, but then he felt compelled to clarify, "Dad, are you certain Romeo would like her? I mean, their poverty is a stench!

The call trails off and Adrian continues gaming on his console while Lena gets dressed and prepares for her training. Meanwhile in the abyss, loud gargling and growling of demons can be heard from ever angle. A very handsome man sits on a red throne with long flowing hair. He has perfect golden hair on his chin as he strokes his beards. He has five servants that stand behind him with perfect sync. They dress in ancient, medieval dresses that entails that they have lived for a long and certain period of time. Many low grade demons writhe and snarls as they exhibit uncanny, childish behaviours such as fighting and chasing each other. They come in different appearances such as : Dogs, wolves, h