Married To Devils Son Novels & Stories

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.

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.

I slipped in with sweaty palms and face,I gasped in shock when I saw the monster seated beside me, glancing through the tinted window. “From now onwards, you're my wife and mate. You're smart enough not to tell your loved ones…they're safe. You can call me the DEVIL!!”. The DEVIL…..and that was how I was married to the devil without my consent.

Armory and drug-related information all related to Braden and Atlas. Atlas was a little believable, because he’d shown a glimpse of that side of him, but Braden… I wanted to remain in denial so bad. But this…this file was solid proof that I never knew who I married and fell in love with, and right now, I didn’t even know who I was fucking, that well either. I was falling a fool three solid times. From what I’d just seen in this video, both brothers were dark entities wrapped in beautiful bodies and handsome, deceiving faces. Atlas a devil, Braden a demon.

Anyone was better than her own father. “Well, does that mean you trust them now since Cara is being married into their family?” “No, I don’t trust them one bit. Especially Damiano. He’s the Devil.” He spat out, and I just gaped at him. “Then what’s the point of her getting married to one of them?!” My arms dropped to my sides. This was ridiculous. “If he’s the so-called Devil, then why do you send Cara into their arms, huh?” My eyes narrowed as my anger came back full-force.

"I'm on it." Dev had endured enough. The sheer nerve of these people—standing inside *his* private sanctuary, passing judgment on the woman *he* had claimed. The audacity of their interference was pushing his volatile temper past the breaking point. He knew his father had orchestrated this entire ambush, forcing his hand. It was time to play his winning card and burn their hopes to the ground. "She isn't going anywhere," Dev stated, his voice dropping into a flat, terrifyingly cold tone that stopped Ashish dead in his tracks. "She came here of her own accord. She has already signed a binding marriage contract."

He stared at me, then pulled me into his chest, holding me so tight. "Write that down," he whispered into my hair. "In your library. Write that the devil learned respect because his wife taught him in his own shirt." "Is that Chapter 13?" I laughed against his chest. "No. Chapter 13 is called My Genius Wife. And it ends with the devil finally believing his wife might actually stay." I lifted my head. "I will stay. I choose you, remember? Rain, no contract." "I remember. I will remember it every day for the rest of my life." He kissed my lips, lingering. "Now, my genius wife who saved fifty million dollars, what does she want as reward?"

I run to meet him looking to vent my fury, but I'm not fast enough to stop him from walking through the door. “Next time you decide to play the Devil, think it twice, baby,” he says before slamming the door in my face. I collapse to the ground kicking and kicking as I cry like never before in my life. Kidnapped... Locked up with no escape and my captor is not the beast from the books I read, who eventually falls in love with the poor girl. He's much worse, he's a vermin with psychopathic tendencies that only leaves destruction in its wake. "What now, Leah Falco?" I mutter to nothing. "How are you going to get out of this?" I have become the wife of that insensitive and probably murderous psy

she defiantly said Nicholas opened his mouth to say something but he was temporarily dumbstruck. "Pamela... Nicholas is the Devil and you know what Devil does. They don't get married, they don't know about the vows taken in marriage. He will only kill or better still torture our daughter. He can't marry her....p...pls don't let her marry him" His forehead was puckered as he said lowly as his hands were trembling behind his back.

I need to get my revenge for her. Mother knew the truth. She had been the one to tell me that demons could not have children with anyone except their fated mate or a blood bride. I had accepted that. I had accepted that I would never have a child, never have a mate, never have the life that was meant for me. I had accepted that Rhea was gone.