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"You're just a pawn. Everyone you love is a target." Another blow, this time to his face. Blood gushed from his nose. "Speak when spoken to," the man growled, ripping the tape from Liam’s mouth. "You’re a coward," Liam spat, blood trickling down his chin. "Hiding behind a mask. Threatening people That’s all you are." The man chuckled. "You’ve got spirit. Shame you won’t have much left when I’m done and I don't think we've met before, I am whom they call the devil, Liam I am the fucking devil."

I looked up at him and I immediately forgot about how embarrassed I was. He's so damn handsome and that must be what devils look like. I thought to myself. Devils, in real life, don't have horns. Otherwise, it will be too easy to identify them in the crowd. Instead, they've got a pretty face, a hot body, and countless amounts of money to buy the whole universe. They walk the walk and talk the talk. Then, before you know it, bang, you become their puppet with their hand in your ass. Urg. Not a very pleasant thought. Definitely not pleasant.

and the crowd slowly parted, before they cleared the way. Just as they did, a bright blinding headlight aimed directly at me. My arm went up reflexively, and I covered my eyes with the back of my hand from its blinding glare. Slowly, I adjusted my vision to see past the light. On a red limited edition, Buggati sat a figure with his one leg propped on the hood. On his upper body was only a white singlet, exposing his bulging muscles while his jacket rested at his side. The light flickering from the cigarette that was dangling in his fingers made him appear as a bad boy who had walked out of a novel.

her screams with pain filled with room which satisfied don her tears got dried for crying again and again her bleeding lips due to many cuts he said "cut those fingers first of all pluck those eyeballs filled with lust" they did as he said she she shouting for every time those fingers got cutting down she screamed untill her throat got dried she started falling unconscious he said "pour boiling water" they did she screamed once again he said "finish her and throw her to my man eating fishes and crocodiles pond" they nodded their head these three people returned ◇FLASHBACK ENDS◇ present...... for the world he is a charming and chocolate boy but no one knows can guess this devilish side of him

(Adelaide & The Devil) He stepped inside. Adelaide’s breath fled her lungs. The man—The Devil—stood framed in the doorway, firelight painting sharp lines across his bare chest. His dark hair was damp with sweat, strands clinging to his forehead. His jaw was clenched hard, a muscle ticking violently. His shoulders rose and fell in slow, controlled breaths, the only visible sign of the storm he was barely keeping leashed beneath his skin.

It was time for him to meet the rumoured devil and his men. “Wait, who am I kidding?” He laughed, “It’s not as if the devil will notice me even if I’m one of the strippers dancing on the pole.” Everyone knows the devil is a player, but no one has seen him with any woman. There hadn't even been a single scandal about him. It wasn’t as if Kon had seen him in person. However, the things he has heard about the devil were more than enough. He took a deep, steady breath before he entered the room.

Chapter 6: The Kiss That Broke The Devil Lucian Devlin stood in the marble-tiled hallway, his silhouette commanding beneath the golden chandelier’s glow. He was carved from perfection, tall and devastating in a tailored black suit that clung to his broad shoulders and tapered waist like it had been stitched directly onto his body. Crisp white shirt, black tie, polished leather shoes. Immaculate. Effortless. Dangerous.

’ Inner Devil 2: ‘He’s the fantasy starter pack: filthy mouth, perfect abs, loyal heart, and the kind of possessiveness that makes you feel safe and scandalous all at once. Inner Devil 1: ‘His mouth isn’t even that filthy. It’s… poetic.’ Inner Devil 2: ‘Okay. Poetic filthy, then.’

"Do you want me to make you happy tonight? You look so stressed..." I was ready to seduce him again to make him not doubt my mission. This was the only thing I was good at—seducing the devil mafia lord! He smirked evilly. "What are you willing to do to make me happy?" I lowered down, kneeled in front of him, and slowly unbuttoned his pants. But he lifted me up and kissed my lips, whispering, "Not here. I don't want anyone to see how good you are..."