Obey Me Diavolo Novels & Stories

(Hey, you) I twisted his hand and grabbed him by his collar. "If you ever try to touch my woman again then I won't hesitate to kill your family." I threatened. He spit on my face and laughed. "Who do you think you are to threaten me?" I wiped off the spit and choked his neck. "Sono qualcuno da cui Diavolo viene a chiedere soldi. Se mi fate incazzare vi farò morire di fame." I whispered in his ear and he gasped. (I am someone Diavolo comes to, to beg for money. If you piss me off, I will make you guys die of hunger)

When I handed it to him, he didn’t say a word. He just stared at that line for a long, long time. Then he folded the paper, locked it in a drawer, and said, “Strip.” I obeyed. Had been waiting for him to say that word for a very long time. I wanted him now, even if he wanted to only punish me, without fucking me today. I just needed him inside me. I wanted him more than the last time we did it. I wanted him deeper this time inside me. And I was ready to obey his command.

"But I'm willing to try. For the sake of the pack, if nothing else." I nodded, feeling a sense of tension between us. It was clear we didn't like each other, and I wondered how this meeting would play out. The Alpha leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers together as he regarded me with an unnerving intensity. "My name is Diavolo," he said, his voice dripping with an air of superiority. "And I must say, I'm not impressed with what I've seen so far." His gaze roamed over me, his eyes lingering on my face before moving down to my clothes, and then back up again. I felt a shiver run down my spine as he raised an eyebrow, his expression clearly saying he found me wanting.

He had me on his palm. "Say it", another demand. I reluctantly nodded looking away from him. "Say. It.", his tone became louder and cold. "I-I'm yours", I whispered; almost choke on my own words. The scary smile he was known for appeared across his face. The triumphant glint spread on his eyes. "YOU. ARE. MINE. ALONE", those were the last words I heard before he crashed his lips onto mine. The devil won. He now owns me.

“If it was yours, why wait? Why not strike sooner?” “Because I had no reason,” he said, smiling thinly. “But now, the two of you give me one. Together, you are dangerous. Too dangerous to leave unchecked. So I offer you this: leave Naples. Take your fortune, your love, your life, and disappear. I will even grant you safe passage.” “And if we refuse?” Dante asked coldly. Il Diavolo’s smile widened. “Then you will watch your kingdom burn from the inside. Every ally will turn, every soldier defect, every coin rot in your hand. Because I already own them. You are kings and queens only so long as I allow it.”

I didn't think I'd be alive long enough to ever find out. 'Does that matter? Don't you think what matters is how you should obey me? By opposing, you're only making it harder for yourself. Sooner or later, you'll know that I am you and you are me. For now, focus, Vinorca. Dante could return any moment. Just don't repeat the mistake I committed.' Hearing these words, I didn't know what happened, but I stopped resisting. I submitted to whatever was happening. These words weren't forcing my submission; it was the voice that was dragging me to a point where I wouldn't know how to pull myself back up.

The silence between us felt tight, like it could snap if either of us pushed it further. Then he set his glass down. “You are going to see him again,” he said. “No,” I replied immediately. “Yes,” he said. “And this time, you will handle it properly.” I stood up before I could stop myself. “I am not doing this with you right now,” I said. “You will do as you are told,” he said. I shook my head once, already turning away. “No,” I said. I did not wait for his response. I walked straight toward the stairs, ignoring the way his presence followed me all the way up. By the time I reached my room, my chest felt tight in a way I did not like.

he whispered, his tone laced with both amusement and warning. My stomach dropped as he pressed the blade of a small knife to my throat, the cold steel blade pressing against my skin. "You should’ve confessed to the authorities." Tears burned my eyes, my body was frozen in pure, unfiltered terror. "Occhio per occhio," he murmured. "An eye for an eye." The blade traced along my cheek, slow and deliberate, sending a shiver of pain and dread down my spine. I whimpered, my chest rising and falling in panicked gasps.

They hurried toward the windows and shut them one after another, blocking out every trace of sunlight before quickly scrambling out of the room. They knew better than to leave the windows open around me. I was a beast condemned to live in darkness. A curse placed upon me by a powerful witch had taken away my ability to withstand sunlight. It was not merely an inconvenience. It had stripped me of the freedom to rule my own kingdom as I once had. A hundred years ago, my own Beta, Scott, betrayed me. He divided my kingdom into two factions and took half of it for himself. But betrayal was only the beginning of what he did to me, he killed my mate.

“You left this family. You spat on everything we stood for because you thought you’d found love with a fucking nobody. And what did it get you? Humiliation. A waitress's uniform. Betrayal.” “You’re selling me to that animal?” I screamed. “You hate him! Everyone knows what he is!” “I hate weakness more,” he said calmly. “You showed the world this family could be humiliated. Matteo’s name erases that stain. You will smile, you will say yes, and you will give him whatever he wants on your wedding night. Do you understand?” I couldn’t breathe. “You threw away your future for love,” he continued, stepping closer. “Now you’ll secure mine with obedience.”