Married To Devils Son Novels & Stories

Vivienne stared at his lapel, clutching her windbreaker. The assistant approached with a black, top - secret folder. “Sir, we found out. Vivienne’s dad’s bankruptcy was a setup pulled off by the old Wall Street sharks. And they’re after you next.” He showed Alexander the photos in the folder. Alexander skimmed the file. He put his arm around Vivienne. “The game’s just starting.” Vivienne looked past his arm at the emblem on the document. Her nails dug into her palm. What kind of scheme was hidden behind this sudden marriage? She gripped the black card in her pocket tight

I picked it up with trembling fingers and read. > "There's something I want you to know," the text began. "Cillian is a devil. I saw the video trending online and I know you feel like you have no one. I'm calling because I care—really care. He’s trying to get into your head to break us apart. Don’t let him succeed." >

He saved her, nursed her to health, listened to her uncompleted and vague story about her wanting to escape from an evil man, married her, and brought her to another country, which coincidentally was her favorite country - Modestria. Not only that, but he also took care of her Mom, who had fallen in because of her Dad’s ordeal of being framed and sent to prison. Who would have thought… Ivy reached out toward her side and touched the lace fabric of a lingerie. Who would have thought he was actually a Devil in disguise? A Devil who would sell his own wife to whoever was willing to help him with his career. Ivy sat on the bed for some time, letting herself grieve for her fate until she wiped aw

Audrey’s POV The devil was here. It was like anytime I thought of him or wanted to think of him, his face magically pops up and we’re seeing each other. His black hair was done in the same way Asher’s own was, his eyes staring straight at me as he sat down on the same seat Asher just stood up from. “Princess, if you had told me there was going to be an occasion where you'd dress up as beautiful like this, I would have gone in to…”

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.

For a devil like him, it was very strange that he used to love my mother dearly and after her death, he never married again though his sexual life became more colorful with no bastard child involved. "Who says you can't produce your child in less than a year, Hunter?" He laughs dryly," Oh My Jesus! You blessed me with a naive son." "What do you mean?" I furrows my brows together, my heartbeats are up again, this man has something going inside his brain.

“But be warned, Eldrick. A deal with the devil rarely ends as expected.” Meanwhile, back in her chambers, Hazel paced, her mind a whirlwind of disbelief. The news of her impending marriage to a man known as “the Devil King” had spread faster than wildfire. Her closest companion, Evelyn, stood by the door, her arms crossed and an amused smile quirking her lips. “So,” Evelyn said, tilting her head with a smirk. “How does it feel to be betrothed to the most fearsome man in the kingdom?” Hazel shot her a glare, though a laugh escaped her lips despite herself. “Fearsome is an understatement, Evelyn. They say he’s ruthless and heartless. Do you know what they call him? The Devil King!”

Emerald asked. "I want us to sleep in the same room, one year is enough to make me want you!" Alaric said. Emerald looked at Alaric with a flat stare. "I told you, don't ever lick your spit, it's disgusting!" Emerald said. Alaric chuckled. "I always get what I want, including you! I'm attracted to you and you have no right to reject me." Alaric said. A mocking smile appeared on Emerald's face. "You know, I'm looking down on you. Who do you think you are? Even if you were my husband, I would only honor our original agreement. I agreed to marry a demon man like you only because of your mother's request." Emerald said.

Her soft voice pierced my ears as she gripped my hand firmly. “This accident… was caused by the negligence of our family’s driver.” Her breath was heavy, her lips trembling. “As atonement… marry my son. From tonight onward, you will become part of the Bagaskara family.” I stared at her with swollen eyes. Marry? When I had just lost my father? But the look in her eyes carried both demand and a promise I couldn’t refuse. That night, I signed my fate. --- Five years have passed since that day. I, Devia, am now legally the wife of Argantara Bagaskara.

“You think she loves you? She almost destroyed herself because of you.” My knees buckled. “Don’t..don’t say that! Derrick... please don't! ” “She hated you,” Derrick sneered. “She told me she wished she’d never married you.” Devon froze mid-punch. “What did you say?” he whispered. My chest felt like it was caving in. “Devon… please…” “And the kid,” Derrick continued cruelly. “She couldn’t even look at her some days. I was the one who stopped her from doing something irreversible. She almost killed her with meth because of you!”