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I can feel it pulsing deep within my chest and encompassing my entire being. It’s almost impossible to deny it now. “Because they’re my mates!” There, I finally said it. And the words detonate like a bomb in a minefield. The room falls silent for a moment—even the brothers look taken aback by my admission. Mom inhales sharply. “You’re what?” she demands. Mario stares at me, then at the brothers, then back at me. “How is that possible?” my mom asks, disbelief written across her face. “What is the meaning of this, Isla? Your daughter is bonded to the devil’s sons!?” Mario demands.

I hated how I found myself waiting for the next accidental moment, even while part of me still feared him. I eventually went back to my room and lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. The devil I married was becoming harder and harder to understand. Cold commands at dinner, but deliberate touches under the table. Icy silence, but eyes that lingered too long. I didn’t know which version of him was more dangerous, the cruel one or the one who couldn’t seem to stop touching me. Lucian’s Pov

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.

"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?"

“Take that bastard child with you!” I screamed as the ground split open beneath me, the heat dragging me down like hell itself. Fire no it was lava, the Devile as pulling me onto his coven “NO-!” I jolted awake, gasping. The doctor stared at me, frozen, syringe still in his hand. “Hold her down!” he shouted. A nurse reached for me, but I slapped her hand away. “Don’t touch me! Are you trying to kill me?” I screamed.

Livia said with a sadistic smile dancing on her lips as she stared at me like she could see right through her soul. "That animals child, is you Eva. You are the daughter of a disgusting rapist" Livia sneered at me and my eyes widened in shock. "Your predator father raped mother. You are a product of rape and a continuous reminder of that sad incident, you were never wanted Eva. You should have never been born. You deserve to die. And that prison is where you and your father deserve to be in forever" Livia said and tears began to fall from my eyes as I shook my head in denial. No, she was lying. That couldn't be true. "You should have been disowned by mom and dad a long time ago" she continue

My eyes darted to her tablet, it was a grainy, long-lens photo of a man emerging from a black car. Even in pixels, he commanded the space around him. He was tall,broad-shouldered, black hair and grey eyes. Lucien Alexander. The tabloids called him “The devil.” I looked back at Lina, and shrugged. “So?” I said, a teasing lilt in my voice. “You want to date him?” I gave an eyebrow waggle, knowing full well how ridiculous it was. Dating Lucien Alexander? Impossible. The rumors didn’t just say he was difficult, they said he was the devil’s own son. “Obviously,” I finished, the humor fading into simple fact. “That man is a no-go zone.”

They made love under the night sky, bodies joined, hearts entangled. The declaration had ignited the flames. Now the underworld would learn exactly how dangerous the devil became when he loved.