Romans & histoires The Bait Of Satan Book

"You gave her that money willingly. Last I checked, you were practically celebrating. So happy about this." "Things changed." She changed them. "She's in my territory now, Dmitri. That's all that matters." A beat of silence. Then — "The devil is coming down to hell, gentlemen." His voice dropped away from the phone as he announced it to the room. "Brace yourselves." I ended the call. Good mood. Excellent, in fact. Time to let the beast out.

Just from his intonation, I knew he was smirking, and I had the sudden urge to punch him in the face. “Please, stop it?” He killed the buzzing and moved it away, making me cry out from the lack of sensation. “Maybe I was wrong, after all, and you are not a magical creature. ”He moved away, and I whined. “Should we try with the next thing?” He turned on another kind of buzzing. “Maybe you’ll like that one more. ”I felt the device touch the skin under my breast, and I immediately knew it was my satisfier.

And he was addicted to his little girl’s tight pussy. This was only the first story in the book of our sins. There were ninety-nine more ways to damn ourselves still waiting. And I could not wait to fall even deeper.

I'll care for them as if they were my own pups…" she sobbed. Mae thought she could cry her way out again, that he would soften like before. Little did she know that her tears only made him sick. "They're my pups, and you'll never have the chance to look after them again!" he said coldly, looking at Mae as if he were looking at a corpse. "I must have been blind to fall for someone as vicious as you! I'll bring Soleil back. As for you… You'll atone for your sins!"

he drawled, tilting his head, “I found something.” Confusion flickered through me. “Found what?” His smile widened, almost feral. “So, you like the idea of being tied up… being treated like a dirty little slut?” My heart stopped. My breath caught violently in my throat as my mind scrambled. No. No, he couldn’t mean— “You…” My voice broke on a gasp. “Lorenzo. Where is it?” He laughed. Actually laughed. A deep, rich sound filled with wicked amusement. “That little book of yours?” he taunted. “The one full of every filthy fantasy that sweet mouth of yours never dared to confess?”

I beg as he pulls away, replacing his fingers with his cock. He presses inside of me, stretching me wide as he leans down on his forearm, his fingers brushing my hair away from my face. End Of Book Two Book Three will be Escaping The Devils Snare and will start next week commencing 26/5/25! Synopsis of Escaping The Devils Snare:-

My fingers clawed at his thighs, and he held me there, deep, like I was just a hole for his lesson to sink into. And then—like a sadistic bastard—he grabbed my paper from the desk and started reading it. “‘Milton’s Lucifer is not evil…’” he began, voice steady as his cock pounded into my throat, “…but misunderstood. Aria, you misunderstood everything.” I choked. He didn’t stop. “‘Lucifer’s rebellion is a tragic consequence of divine control.’ That’s what you wrote.” He pulled my head back, spit on my tongue, and slammed forward again. “And now you’re on your knees, choking on a cock, begging for approval. Isn’t that tragic?”

Giovanni taunts Sebastian, knowing he loses his focus whenever his sister is mentioned. "You killed her! How was she supposed to have seen that coming?" "Oh, it was nothing personal. She was simply collateral damage." "Collateral damage?! She was just a teenager!" "A simple-minded teenager. Gosh, the things I made her do. You know, I could make her scream my name without even touching her" "You pig! You took advantage of an 18-year-old and you're proud of it?" "How is it my fault that you couldn't take care of your sister? How is it my fault that she was starved of love and attention so much that she takes it from whoever in whatever form it comes?"