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Then, a small smile curved around the corner of her thin lips. **** Getting to his room, Nathan Peyton tears off all the clothes stuck to his muscular body like a stubborn leech, revealing good tone muscles and killer abs. When the clothes were finally off his luscious, alluring, and muscular skin. Nathan Peyton walked toward the mirror in the middle of his room and stood before it. The mirror was human-sized and he could see his full height being captured by the size of the mirror as he stood in front of it. Nathan Peyton, who was known as the untamed devil in the other world was the devil's son. The mention of his name alone was a sign of fear and an emblem of pain in the heart of the peop

Elara slowly lowered her rifle. “Well,” she said. “That’s convenient.” Dominic’s expression remained focused as he watched the terminal screen. “Temporary.” Outside the server chamber, bullets ricocheted off steel pillars and shattered old glass panels. Men shouted orders. Someone screamed. The terminal had turned into a battlefield. Elara leaned casually against the wall beside the doorway and listened. “You think they even realize we’re still here?” Dominic typed another command. “They will.” “When?” “When one of them wins.” She sighed.

So, it would be strange if Five was able to accept this. “Five, I know you are not convinced. Unfortunately, you’ve lost. You will never have a chance to take revenge, so go to hell and accompany that old man who appreciates you!” After saying that, Ouro stomped his foot down, crushing Five's entire chest. “Pfft!” A large amount of blood mixed with internal organs spurted out of Five’s mouth and splashed Ouro’s leg, causing him to pull his feet back in disgust. Now that Five was on the verge of death, he would take his last breath soon.

He came on top of her and moved her legs apart. Swiftly, he thrust into her. He continued to ride her until she came, shrieking out his name.

One man had his shoulder dislocated and still tried to keep fighting until Bernard pulled him out. By the time the fifth group finished, the air was thick with the smell of sweat and blood. The five group winners stood in a line, bruised, bloody, and exhausted. But they still had to fight each other. Vito watched everything with cold eyes, arms crossed. The semi-finals were even uglier. Marco made it to the final round, but the man who finally beat him was a lean, fast fighter named Rico. Rico was breathing hard, one eye already swelling shut, but he stood tall when he stepped in front of Vito.

the man spoke placing his hand on the hip as he directed his words at Dylan Parker who stood there with his eyes wide open. "No wonder he's called Hades" Those comments and whispers made the man smirk in victory. Amara just kept staring at the sudden arrival of the man dressed in clothes which were smeared with blood all over. Even though she's too shocked to watch the scene in front of her, she didn't fail to note the name of the devil who's still smirking with a gun in his hand. HADES OF THE MAFIA WORLD, DAMIAN KNIGHT!

His posture screams pride, arrogance and conceit, values heaven granted him at his birth. He gives Devlin a knowing look, the kind I saw my mother give me during my teenage years when she was waiting for an answer. Devlin clenches his jaw in exaggeration as a reply, a habit I’ve noticed men nurse when they are angry. Michael does that a lot. Calmly sitting in a tub full of water in my pyjamas, I grant myself a free ticket to the show. Dustin is standing restlessly by the door, guilt hovering in display over his features, an emotion unaccustomed to demons and devils. Our eyes meet for a brief second and I almost feel bad I told on him, but then I remember how the dark-haired older man confron

When I thought that I wasn’t going to be able to take anymore that’s when we heard the door opening up to Legion and Levi. “Angel, we’re going to need to talk to you on what just happened and I’m hoping that you can explain it further to us on how you got involved with the Burning Devils MC.” “No, I don’t want to talk about them.” I can’t believe this is happening to me. Am I needing to run from them again or is Pyro finally going to get what he wants? I’m not thinking that they were going to help me in this. “Well, are you then wanting to return to the Burning Devils?”

A sob escaped Leonardo’s mouth, and shaking her head, mom smiled “Dante, Nicolas, and Alessandro, enough torment. I did not mate a monster, and my sons are no barbarians that carry the devil’s blood. Get this job done, and take his corpse wherever you want it to be buried, and in respect to the soul that he had in his body, no matter how tainted it is, I want him to have a grave. No D’Angelo, aside from the snake dies with no grave, and even he, I will be merciful enough to ask you to give him one. We do not deal with such filth anyway, and usually filth is buried underground to at least benefit something in the future” She walked out of the basement without saying a word, and shaking my hea