Married To Devils Son Novels & Stories

|| SANCIA's POV || If Devil had a face, that would be Vincenzo Russo for me! Even in this critical moment, he wanted to take advantage of me. I would have dodged it but killing Lucas Castilo had been my darn wish. Apart from our earlier enmity, there was another reason behind this rage. Many years ago, Lucas had raped one of my husband's working girls. I heard from him that the girl was an orphan and took shelter under him but Lucas killed the girl after raping her.

The Voss name would be obliterated. I couldn't allow that to happen. I would endure whatever he threw at me to ensure he stood at that altar, no matter how much it cut. On my way out of the mansion, a sleek black sedan pulled up the driveway. Dario’s father stepped out. I quickly offered a polite greeting. The aura of authority that radiated off that man was terrifying, it was easy to see why the streets whispered his name with trembling respect. They called him the Devil for a reason. Later that night, I lay awake in bed, staring at the wedding checklist glowing on my phone. A notification interrupted my thoughts, an I*******m story update from Viva, one of Dario’s usual circle.

She's my friends daughter and she's amazing ". I rolled my eyes" Yah, great what's her name". "Sapphire". "Dad, you can't be serious about this marriage right?". He looked at me like he wants to kill me right now as I look away "Do I look like I'm joking Ezra?". "Fine, but just know that she will divorce me after three weeks of marriage". "I looked for someone as stubborn as you and sapphire is very stubborn so she might even kill you think about it". He said leaving the office with a smirk on his face, as I bang my hand on the wooden table not caring the effects later, like I don't want to be married to a woman who expects me to be faith to her like who does this sapphire chuck think she's.

"I bet you get people like me in here a lot, don't you?" "On the contrary, you happen to be the first person I have seen in this state, and I must say being drunk is not your thing." He responded with a calm tone as if he had been in the situation before, listening to the short story about my peril. "Who happens to be the devil in question?" "The woman who is raising my son, I would not call her my wife because she would never fit that description." I began to describe the trouble I was forced to put up with by being with this woman.

I took a glance at Valerian and saw him already staring at me. When I agreed to what he wanted in exchange for his life after I fulfill what he requires, will it be all worth it? Will it finally be enough for my father? Will I finally be free? When I entered his lair thinking I can handle him, was I right? Can I really handle this devil and what he is capable of doing? “Did you do that?” I asked, spitting the words like poison. He creased his forehead. “What?” “Did you--”

Her daughter was already sacrificing her life over to a devil, she deserves to be happy while enjoying her last moment of singleness. Valerie was talking with David on the phone when she returned back to her office, locking eyes with her mother. "Let me call you back" With a single look in her mother's eyes, she knew that something was wrong. Her mother was looking at her with those pitiful eyes and she was getting scared. "Did something happen to my father? Is he alright?" "What sort of monster are you getting married to?" "What?" "Jason Brown is a devil, haven't you realized that?"

I would not imagine being in an environment where I am befriended by the devils and if I would have attempted to imagine then it would be more terrifying. Unknowingly the true love of my life Imani; I call her my black beauty had been used to staying and living with the devil characters. He knew their does and donts and it was now about five years since he got married in a shadow wedding. I had missed everything on her. Not the kisses, not the tight hugs, and even our intimacy.