The Devil Is Beating His Wife And Marrying His Daughter Novels & Stories

And as if sealing a fate, he spoke again in a velvety voice, his lips curled in a small smile. “Darling, you have been used by men who promised you heaven... how about making a deal with the devil instead?”

From the stories, the rumors or the whispers. Even the legends clearly state and mention that great name that had traveled far beyond its homeland and now the owner of that name stood directly before them and they are not even on his good books. The Devil incarnated in the body of a young dangerous son of the Don of the Ndrangheta clan, the harbinger of death whose tale precedes him was the very person in their presence now. “The devil” “He is the harbinger of death oh no why did I come on this mission today?”

It all began when the devil was first sent out of the heavens. He had wandered on earth in loneliness until he found a human woman who loved and accepted him the way he was. She was bonded to him, and she hoped that he'd turn away from his evil ways, but it wasn't easy to get the devil to turn a new leaf. He went on with his deceitful behavior, and the woman left him when she couldn't take it anymore. She eloped with a human male, but she discovered that she was pregnant with the devil's son. She tried everything to terminate the pregnancy, but it didn't work out well for her, and when she finally had the baby, she threw him into the forest, hoping he'd die there. But, the devil found his so

I whispered as he leaned closer to join our foreheads together. "I know, and I don't have any problem with it. You can hate me as much as you want. It won't change the truth that you are my wife from now," he replied, which made me sigh with heaviness. He is a psychopath. "Forced wife. If you have forgotten, then let me remind you that you forced me to marry you after killing my father." I groan angerily, seeing him all silent. "I haven't forgotten anything, Bella." He replied while leaning closer to my neck base.

I hated the sound of that but I loved that she hated the sound of that too. "Gloat all you want now, girl. You won't last a day with Diavolo." Her shit eating grin soon returned to her face, "I hope you'll have the same fire after you see what Hell is." Satisfied, she walked away. I wanted to drag her back by her hair and show herself how much fire I've got but she was the least of my worries. I didn't know a lot of Italian words but I knew what Diavolo meant. My soon-to-be husband wasn't just the devil as a criminal.

"You need to understand exactly what you are to me. You're not a person. You're a debt payment. Your father took from me, so I'm taking his daughter." I stared at the papers. "Even if everything you said is true, I didn't do anything. Why punish me?" "Because you're all he has left." Damian's smile was cruel. "He's dead. I can't make him suffer. But I can make you suffer in his place. Every day you'll remember that you sold yourself because of what he did." "You're a monster." "Yes." He pushed the contract closer. "But I'm a monster who can save your sister. Marriage. One year minimum. You'll live here, attend events as my wife, play the part publicly."

it was like the devil himself confessing his acts. I’m indeed the Devil’s Bride. The kind of devil that you’re so comfortable with, before you even realize. The kind that makes your pussy drip, even when you’re angry. “ Megan, just in case my father asks, he shouldn’t know that I told you this or what happens to any of my ex-wives. Okay baby? I need you now like never before. I just thought of letting you know because it just happened suddenly…”

Maybe that's what I was scared of. My life is already fucked. The Devil has all the cards against me. My husband and sister are fucking. My family has turned their back on me. Thorne. The one thing I had for myself is gone. What have I got to lose now?

She stopped rubbing his penis and stared into his eyes, breathing angrily. "When did she do this to you?" She asked, infuriated. He began to count with his fingers deliberately to annoy her. She gripped his fingers and crumpled them, biting her teeth intensively. "Four times," he said, and he seemed unbothered. Not to delay, she was filled with madness. Her reddish face was evident. She offered a vehement slap on his cheek without thinking straight. He pierced her eyes. "How can you marry off that kind of girl to my son?" She seethed.

His intense glares were merciless, and he looked like a devil craving for my soul. "Don't provoke me, Symphony. Try telling anyone about this. I'm telling you, I can play the role of the devil if I want to." He leaned closer to me, his hand still gripping my neck. "You might wake up one day without seeing Autumn anymore. I can do that, try me," he whispered in my ear before forcefully pushing me to the floor. *** "Is Mommy inside her room, Nana? Is she sick?" "Let's just leave your Mommy alone for now, Melody. Maybe she's just busy."