Married To The Devil Novels & Stories

"The man you just married is the leader of a crime organization that is not a part of the code of the mafia. They kill and destroy as they wish. He's worse than Sergio. Far worse." My blood ran cold. "Wh-what?" "Didn't he tell you who he is?" "Luca Vallario, that's what he told me." She nodded, voice shaky with terror, "Yes, but to the rest of the world, he's known as Lucifero." Oh God. What had I done? "The man you married isn't just a monster; he's the Devil himself."

“It would give you a position of power the Thornes could never touch. A name that would force them to open every door they’ve locked against you.” I shoved the tablet back at her as if it had burned my hands. “No. Absolutely not. Have you lost your mind? You want me to marry a stranger? A man they call the devil?” “I want you to win!” she shot back, her own temper flaring. “What’s your plan, Evie? To manage other people’s money forever? To just be… better than you were? He needs a wife. You need a weapon. It’s a transaction.” “It’s selling myself!”

Sat me down at the table and brushed my wet hair slowly, and I walked her through every clause of the contract while she listened without once interrupting, which told me how seriously she was taking it. When I finished, she was quiet for a moment. "You married a devil," she said. Her voice had dropped but the fire was still in it. "But maybe devils know exactly which people to burn." She squeezed my shoulder once, hard, the way she had since we were kids. Outside the windows the light was starting to fade. "The stylist team will be here soon," I said. "Dominic arranged it." She looked at me. Something moved across her face, quick and complicated.

"Now you want to walk away?" I kept moving."Or are you ashamed of yourself?" she continued. That made me stop, slowly, I turned around. The woman crossed her arms."Now that you're about to marry another man from your first husband's family, have you finally realized how shameless you are?" I blinked in confusion what was she talking about? The only man I had ever married was Alessandro. And he was also the only man I wanted to marry,I couldn't understand her words. Maybe she had mistaken me for someone else, before I could respond, another woman joined her."Look who we have here," the newcomer said with a mocking smile.

They've just signed the marriage contract and Kathleen's stomach quivered as they came out of the magistrate office, she glanced at her husband, the only thing she knew about the man she had married was his name, Derek Deloux, her husband, her heart pounded as the reality of what she has just done hit her, she had sought shelter from him, what if he turned out to be worst than Dave, well, she can handle it, there was nothing like emotions attached to this marriage, it was simply marriage by name alone, she would have nothing to regret.

I took a deep breath as he once again approached me. "Congressman Del Martin is the reason why our company is failing. He fucking did it on purpose! He trapped me in a situation where marrying you was the only option! And now you're asking for an annulment? Fucking no! We'll suffer together, Symphony! I won't let you get out of this hell!" I knew it. Papa was really doing something to their family. Four years ago, when we went to their house to talk about marriage and my father got insulted by his family, I knew that Papa wouldn't let it slide. He wouldn't be at peace until he got what he wanted.

Aiden had also shot one, but was a bit surprised those men helped him too. Leo's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. What the hell? He coughed hard, his chest tightening. Candy stood up and leaned close to the man groaning in pain. "What the..." He coughed. "Who the hell are you?" he asked. Candy pulled out the gun she got from Diego and pointed it straight at Leo's head, a smirk on her lips. "What did you expect from a woman married to the Billionaire Devil?" Leo's eyes widened. Candy is Diego's wife? No wonder she had looked familiar. She was the woman rumored to be the devil's wife. How could an innocent woman look deadly in a minute?

He looked at me with a confused look. Maybe he was shocked that I gave him that nickname. To be honest, it suited him. He was indeed a devil. A devil who saved me without my choice and made a deal when I was not in good condition. The devil, who married me, made me his wife, went on honeymoon with another woman, and got the nerve to tell my sister. I was blooming with anger. "I can't even explain how much I hate you. Right now, I want to punch you or wish I could kill you for ruining my life, for everything." I roared and without letting him say a word I stormed out in rage.

I answered him back stuttering but tried to maintain my reign. "Really? After divorcing me what will you do.... marry that spineless bastard?" he snarled. I scoffed hearing his words. "Marry? Huh!! I had already tasted the bitterness in marriage. I don't want to do it again and go through hell. I'm not like you who gets horny seeing any women. " I said looking down on his chest. His two buttons were open giving a clear view of his chest. Though I hate him right now but I cannot deny the fatal attraction that I always felt for him. And I hate myself for it. His lips curled into a smile after hearing.

“Like i said some weeks back concerning this arranged marriage, I will do whatever it takes to annulle it, even if it means making a deal with the devil.” A grin tinted with a bit of insanity crawled it way to his lips as he shoved his hands into his grey pants. “And I'm the devil. Were you not informed? I'm the devil you can see and except you want to die and go to hell, only then will you be able to see the devil who controls hell.” His voice hardened, cracking through the air like a whip. I was speechless. No words seemed to form from my lips. I wanted to counter his claim. I wanted to make it known to him that he has no say in my life, but at the end, he won. He always do.