Master Devil Do Not Kiss Me Cast Novels & Stories

“Okay. Tell me then, Mr devil. What's my punishment?” “A kiss. Mia, I want to kiss you so fucking bad.”

CHAPTER 11 Beautiful yet Destructive~ JASMINE VALE Dormani didn't stop, he pushed me down the table, spread my private lips, and feasted as though he was a starved man in the Sahara. I screamed, my hands finding his gelled hair as he did something no man had ever done to my body. "Oh god....God, no..." "It's Dormani mia bambina. Dormani not God." He huskily said, pressing kisses on my privates.

"Here… you… are." "Who…" I gulped in panic. "Who… are you? Do I know you from somewhere?" My bones were shaking, turning numb. He smirked. Coldly before shrugging like it didn't matter. "Me? I'm Memphis. A devil." He tipped an imaginary hat. My face turned ashen. My eyes darted to the door to catch a glimpse of any figure but there was no one in sight. I felt like reading up in helplessness. How could no one have sensed him or even hear us speaking or me exclaiming and gasping.

♡KARTHIK POV♡ I still can't come out from that shock the incident that happened was still revolving around my head that devil is she really a girl such a shameless person I wonder how many people she kissed like this and used same lips and kissed me ahh this girl spoiling my mental peace why I'm thinking about her again and again no matter how many times I wash my face and brush my teeth still it smells like her this disgusting hooligan I wanna hit her like anything she is a girl so I'm leaving her this time

And then a knock shattered the silence. She froze immediately. Her eyes darted to the door of the kitchen. Could it be Damon? Because no family member of hers would knock on the kitchen door; they all have their keys. Her pulse stuttered. She tiptoed to the door, peering through the peephole. She flinched when she saw who it was. It was the devil himself. **Dante Moretti.** His black coat was soaked due to the rain, and his shirt was unbuttoned at the top, exposing his tattoos that glistened from the droplets. His face was unreadable. His eyes—dark, raw, volatile.

Her body desperately wanted to do as he commanded. This man is the devil and as tempting as sin. Elaina felt shy about the further scene between them; she flushed and closed her eyes as he removed the T-shirt. He claimed her lips again and started playing with her lips and tongue. The phone on the nightstand vibrated, disturbing them. Both of them looked at the phone, breaking the kiss. He muttered, "Fuck off!"

Suddenly, a presence invaded his senses, a distinct feeling that someone was watching. "Who's there?" he demanded, his voice filled with a mix of caution and curiosity. "Well, well, aren't you perceptive," a playful voice chimed in, as a captivating figure materialized before him. Emine, the Devil Queen, observed him intently, her gaze fixated on the files strewn across his desk. "Let me formally introduce myself. I am Emine, the enigmatic Devil Queen. And I have a proposition for you: cancel your deal with Aiden Clark."

"Ohh..." "We've barely even started," Devon says in a thick, heavy voice that betrays his desire. I turn my head slightly to get a look at him. Our noses brush each other, and I realize how close we are. His eyes are laser focused on my lips, filled with hunger. "Fuck," he curses. "I want to kiss you, pretty." I want to kiss him too..."I—" I start to say. The door bursts open. "You son of a bitch." Someone sighs from the doorway. "At least do this in your room! Or lock the door! Dammit."

But instead of a passionate kiss, Mikhail simply stared at Donatella, his eyes piercing and cold. The priest cleared his throat again, and Mikhail's gaze seemed to snap back to reality. He reached out and gently removed Donatella's veil, revealing her beautiful face. Her eyes were like ice, her expression stem and unyielding. Mikhail's hands cupped her face, his thumbs tracing the outline of her lips. He leaned in, his mouth hovering just above hers. But instead of a kiss, his thumb brushed against her lip, a subtle gesture that fooled the audience into thinking he had kissed her.

“Our link can not be broken, so easily, you know that Devon, don’t you? I've given you two options already. It's either you work with us, or you fuck off. With or without you, Valerie and I do whatever it takes to break this terrible curse and free our people from bondage. Why won't you just forget about this stupid vendetta? Why not work with us to destroy Gerald together, do you really believe that you can get rid of me so easily?” Maverick asked her teasingly, distracting her from what I was doing. I stood by the corner, chanting some spells the same way my mom did. The language was the same as the one Devon used earlier, but I was chanting a completely different spell and the worst part