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Fire ignites in my lower abdomen, burning every organ of my body in its path, making my blood boil and unleashing the most overwhelming and burning desire I have ever felt. I want him, here, now. I crave not just his kisses or his hands, but every part of him. I want to melt into him, take him inside, absorb him completely until I drive he crazy, until I have him eating from my hand. I want to possess the Devil... and I'm going to get it. He thinks he seduces me, but the opposite happens. I will be his hostage, but he will become my slave. Then his phone rings and the magic is broken.

I reminded him. “You might have forgotten everything that happened in high school, but I can't. It was a nightmare, Leonardo.” “And you seem to still have feelings for your ex wife, what now? Is this another kind of torture you've prepared for me?” “Stop your advances, I will never marry you.” “I need to leave.” His eyes reddened as his gaze bored into mine. His frustration was evident. He looked away for a moment and released his grip on me. When I took a step forward, his deep husky voice muttered,

The fool didn't even look, probably too drunk as he caught her, finally stopping her from dancing without a song; holding her waist to him, Siena's smile grew wider as her gaze caught Sebastian's who was looking like the prince of hell in a dark outfit. “Guess who wants a good fuck, Sebastian Harper?" She whispered, making sure he had heard correctly from where he stood, his jaw clenching, his facial muscles feeling like they would become mush from how they stiffened. 'Beautiful Devil.' Siena blew him a light kiss, and that was it; he got to her, pulling the guy away from her, with Sebastian catching him by the neck. “I want every damn breathing thing out.” His voice was low, but his dogs co

I moved away from her and yelled, "THIS IS HELL!" Luca cleared his throat, and sighed. “Mother, I think it’s better for you to greet your husband outside. He just arrived just now. He won’t like to see Charlotte like this. So I have to fix this woman while you’re busy entertaining that evil.” Luzia's ire directed against me caused her to cast a menacing gaze in my direction as though she wanted to scratch me any minute. When I first met her, I thought she was so sweet and gentle, but now I know that she can be as dangerous as she wants to be and that everyone is scared of her because she is the new wife of the devil.

I whisper to the mirror as if he is standing behind me, "If you are a real man like I thought you were, you will stop pestering my dream and confront me in real life. Come directly to me, let me prove to you what kind of devil you gave birth to." The image of him wailing and thrashing in the seat I tied him to as I emptied a gallon of gasoline over his head, comes to dance in the mirror of my thoughts. And sinisterly enough, I laugh darkly, wishing it can be made into a movie that I can watch when I'm bored. "Please, Mara," I remember him calling my name as I slowly played with the flame of the lighter, "Don't set Papa on fire." And it's ironic because that day was the first day he ever trul

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?"

“You came asking the Devil for a favor.” His lips curved into a slow, dangerous smile. “You don’t get to make the rules anymore.”