Obey Me Diavolo Mga Nobela at Kwento

I had always been obedient. Whatever people told me to do, I did without question. When my wealthy biological parents finally brought me home, my adopted sister leaned close and whispered arrogantly, "I'm the one and only Saunders daughter. If you know what's good for you, leave on your own!" I obediently nodded. Then I turned around and ran straight into the traffic on the highway. My parents nearly lost their minds. They scrambled out of the car and dragged me back, their faces already pale with terror. My brother glared at me and warned in a low voice, "If you keep acting like this, I'll send you back to that hellhole." That night, I obediently locked myself inside a dog crate. When he fo

I don’t know what the future looks like for us and I don’t know where this path will lead but all I know is that I would be staying with him forever. I’m not going to run away because I am finding out that Leon isn’t actually a good man. He has done terrible things and I know he still will. There’s darkness in him that will never go away but I’m not afraid of it because that darkness belongs to me now. My devil owns me now and forever. THE END.

“Oh. So now you investigated me?” I leaned closer to him and I felt his heart beat faster. And fuck he really smell good. I licked his neck and bit it hard enough to draw a little blood in which he whimpered. Fanculo! He fucking whimpered. I love it. Hell, I want to own him. “Fuck, Diavolo. You smell so divine. And to answer your question. Yes I did. Because from now on. You are mine. Il mio piccolo diavolo.”

he murmured, his gaze dropping to her lips, “we play our own game.” He pulled her closer, his other hand sliding around her waist, pressing her flush against his hard body. The trophy, still clutched in her hand, clattered to the floor, forgotten. The scent of her perfume, ‘Rebecca,’ mingled with his cologne, a volatile, intoxicating blend. His lips descended, claiming hers in a fierce, possessive kiss that was both punishment and promise. It was a kiss of anger, of betrayal, of raw, undeniable desire. Her mind screamed in protest, but her body, traitorous and alive, responded with a primal ache. The devil who was never meant to love had just shown her his true colors, and in that moment, sh

I opened the recording app on my phone. “What’s the first clause?” I asked. “I don’t know. It’s what you want so you get to decide,” he said, his faces expressionless. I know I hurt him but he will eventually thank me for it. “We get divorced as soon as we get the chance to,” I said. “I agree,” he said and I ended the recording. The priest opened a thin leather-bound book. “Bianca Marcello, do you take Roberto Grimani as your husband—bound by oath, blood, and name—for as long as you draw breath, no matter the war that hunts you?”

Like that’s not what I’ve been doing ever since he bought me like he bought a snack in the auction house. “Ortensia..” he said drawing his words, “kneel” he added, and I gulped, this man was the kind of dominant and want to be the one with the power. I knew I had to obey him, it was not an option. I’ve come to decide that if I want to survive Vito, I have to obey his every command, failure to do so will come a great punishment. I find myself kneeling down slowly, “good girl“ he said and pat my hair, “see how obedient you are.

I screamed, "Please no!" but Theo just laughed, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I've been so generous to you, Sofia," he slurred, his voice dripping with malice. "I've been so generous and now it's time for you to do my bidding. Play your fucking role as my pet." I shook my head, tears streaming down my face. "No, Theo, please. Don't make me do this." But Theo just chuckled, his eyes gleaming with a sinister light. "You'll do exactly as I say, Sofia," he growled, his voice low and menacing.

"She—" "Of course," I said sweetly, placing my hand in the Don’s. "I told you to stay quiet," he hissed, low enough for only me to hear. His grip turned punishing. I turned to him, beaming. "If you will excuse me... master." His expression shattered. He looked betrayed. Seeing that pathetic look on his face thrilled me. The Don lead me to the dance floor, his hand settling on my waist and guiding my movements. "You must be his boss," I said.

A voice chided loud from inside announcing something was wrong here. "My smart boy got it now.," Petal grinned stretching her lips up to her ear. But in a flash, her face stiffened as she goes on adding,"Ora prendiamolo introdotto con le regole se vuoi questo affare. Mi obbedirai, obbedisci e ne obbedisce. ogni mio comando e capriccio. Sono il tuo Dio, perché tengo il potere del tuo destino. Infine, lascia che ti ricordi, odio ripetermi. Non offendermi a meno che non tu non voglia realizzare il tuo sogno. ( Now let's get you introduced with the rules if you want this deal on. You will obey me, obey and just obey me. my every command and whim. I am your god, cause I hold the power of your fat

he smirked. “No,” I turned towards him, “I want to know… who are you, Tom?” He laughed coldly and glared at me. I flinched but clenched my teeth to help myself pretending to stay unaffected. “Be careful what you wish for,” he gazed deep into my eyes. I had just challenged the devil…