Married To The Devil S Son By Jasmine Joseph Fastnovel の小説・ストーリー

Beautiful in a way that still hurts. ‎Black tux cut to kill. ‎Eyes scanning the room like he’s cataloguing threats. ‎And then those eyes find me. ‎Across champagne flutes and chandeliers and two years of distance. ‎They find me. ‎And the glass slips from my fingers. ‎Shatters on marble like gunfire. ‎Because the devil I prayed I’d never see again just walked straight back into my life. ‎And the woman still holding my hand—the woman who just called me the kind of girl her grandson deserves—is Olga Romanov.

"But so are you for coming to me with this plan." "I was desperate." "You were brave." His pinky finger brushed against mine so lightly I might have imagined it. "Most people would have run or accepted their fate. You walked into the lion's den and made a deal with the devil." "You're not the devil." "No. But I'm definitely his son." The corner of his mouth lifted. "Get some sleep Isabella. Tomorrow we start planning Vittorio's destruction." "Just like that?" "Just like that." His hand moved away and he rolled onto his side facing away from me. "And Isabella?"

“I’ve been gone for too long.” “That’s exactly why,” Mrs. Hansel replied. “You still have time.” Leon shook his head. “Giselle is getting married. Gesha will have a father.” “Not her biological father,” Mrs. Hansel cut in. Leon fell silent. “You’ve always been known as Mr. Devil,” Mrs. Hansel continued. “People say you’re cold, cruel, heartless. But look at what you did today. You ran, you protected her, you claimed to be her father in front of everyone.”

“The Devil’s greatest trick isn’t making you sin—it’s making you crave it.” The ride home was a blur. I sat at the back of the car, and watched as the city lights flickered past us. All I could think of was Dante Romano. The Devil. His touch still burned on my skin. I could still hear him “You’re mine...” as if I belong to no one. No, I’m not his. I’ll never be his. But my body is saying otherwise, the memory of his hands on me and his lips against my neck sent a shiver down my spine straight to my pussy. I am so pissed which is why I didn’t even notice we were already at home. The car pulled up to the Moretti estate. Yes, I live in a mansion that feels more like a fancy cage.

"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."

Synopsis of Escaping The Devils Snare:- Bianca finds herself compelled to travel the treacherous flames of the devil's snare, a daunting path that holds the key to uncovering her true identity and the profound implications it carries for her life. With Niko steadfastly by her side, she navigates the tumultuous waters of their marriage, striving to preserve its happiness while simultaneously keeping close the one individual who holds the power to manipulate her very essence.

She ran away and left her alone in the hands of this demon. She looked at Eric who had a devilish smile on his face, then stared down at her stomach. ‘Maybe you were meant to be a mafia after all.’

I rushed to her side and held her arm tightly. “This is my husband,” I said quickly. “I’m so sorry.” Her eyes widened as she looked at Valentino. “Oh,” she murmured. “So this is your husband. You never told me he was this powerful. You never told me he was the devil of Milan.” My breath stuttered. She recognized him? “The devil of Milan?” Julius gasped weakly from where he was being held on the freezing ground. Valentino smirked faintly. “Oh, old woman, you recognize me. I’m impressed.”

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--”

The guy glanced up and let out a throaty mocking laugh, Jasira tilt her head to a side, confusion spread over her face. "You became one immediately after you accept the devil's offer." His words were like salt that spread over her never healing wounds reopening them before they start to heal. She kept mute and closed her eyes, trying not to think much about his words but she knew he was right. She was the devil's bitch. She snapped her eyes open immediately as she sensed his touch on her wrist also, her heart was palpitating loudly as he was unlocking the cuffs.