The Devil's Obsession With The Heiress Novels & Stories

“ Impossible! “ “ Well then, let me show you another demonstration. “ I mind controlled George again, this time, I took his gun from him and released him to make him see clearly what I had done. “ Looking for this? “ I waved the gun at him. George was beyond shocked, his fear increased. “ Who are you? “ He asked with a collapsed voice. I beamed my eyes red, electrifying the room with my dark devil energy. George was caught in the pull, he shrank his body terrified on the wall and couldn't look at me. I laced more terror in him when I exposed my full demon face. “ Jesus Christ, “ George cried out, “ What are you? “ “ Real name Lucifer morningstar, the devil of hell, but Ava loves to call me S

The one who wore Alessia a ring but not her soul. And that was all Dante needed, to justify the war. He wants what is not his but is going to make sure she is his soon . He desires what belongs to another. And when desire turns to obsession, the world becomes a battlefield. He doesn’t play fair. He doesn’t play kind. He plays to win—and he always does. Because the devil does not chase what runs. He corners. He breaks. He brands. He owns. He’ll ruin her name just to carve his into her.

The best she could do is figure out how he was able to put the bar on her. "Oh, your little spell work is working just fine, Big Tits," the Devil says, his tone very mocking at calling Anita "Big Tits." It again makes her face burn red as he too considers her breasts large and comical. But Anita tries to push this away as he knows what she was thinking. He knows she is concerned about how he was able to put the bar on her. "I am unable to read your thoughts or emotions, nor can I hop over your art project on the ground. But, one thing your kind does not think to consider, is that when a deal is made..." the Devil begins, making something click inside Anita.

"I spent years playing the perfect, dutiful woman just to secure this alliance! I knew... I always knew this marriage was nothing more than a cold, transactional business deal to him. He never had feelings for me. He is cruel, he is ruthless, and his heart is made of absolute ice. But I still loved him! I worshipped his dark nature, his commanding, dominant aura, and the very terror he instills in everyone around him! Like some loyal, pathetic, helpless dog, I’ve been trailing behind his imposing shadow ever since we were children! He was my first crush, my only love, my absolute, non-negotiable obsession! To have him, to finally secure my place beside him, I systematically ruined and destro

“When? How? Start from the beginning. I need every single detail. Did he sweep you off your feet? Threaten someone? Declare you his in some terrifyingly hot, possessive way?” “It’s complicated,” I murmured, the understatement of the century. “Complicated?” Emily laughed, a bright, disbelieving sound. “The man walked into this exact café like he owned the oxygen in the room. He made your ex shrink into nothing without even raising his voice. People were literally whispering ‘The Devil’ like they expected him to sprout horns. That’s not complicated, Melissa. That’s legendary.” “He probably does control half the underworld in this city,” Chloe added under her breath, half-joking, half-serious.

“You think I planned this?” “I think your obsession blinded you.” Her words were soft. But they struck like a whip. “I won’t be your redemption arc, Devil. I won’t stay and pretend this is love just because we had sex without thinking of the consequences.” His voice cracked. “Is that what you think this is? That I only want you because of some damn consequence?” She looked at him, her voice calm, almost serene. “I think you want to possess me. Because the idea of someone else having me, or me choosing to leave, makes you crazy.”

EMILY'S POV A few weeks had passed since I began working for Dante. His sight disgusts me but I had to answer his calls, unless I wanted my head separated from my body. Dante made sure I was always with him, serving him or the sexy ladies who appeased him sexually. I would watch them rub his body with their breasts as he rested his back on the couch and sometimes he would go as far as pressing their boobs whilst staring at me. I tried as much as I could to avert my gaze from him, especially when I felt turned on by his sexual gestures. Dante would smirk and watch as I tried controlling myself. It was clear he knew what he was doing.

The vampire was looking at the devil as if to a psychopath " well let's see how much more cuter my dear daughter can get" says the devil and got his wings out and started flying toward Celea

he slid his hand down her moving lips as she pleaded to him. Ignoring her pleas and struggle, he started wrapping his hand around her braid," You know there are three things the devil is known for," he stated casually. She listened to him cluelessly with tears running down her eyes. He tugged harshly at her braid, forcing her head to tilt up as she whimpered in pain. "It's Death, Chaos, and Possessiveness," his answer felt like a sheath of ice crusting over her skin. "And you know what happens when a devil gets possessive?" he shot another question nonchalantly.

Two more breaths were heard, but the devil was not interested, his whole body and eyes only on Isabella. He knew he loathed humans, but this girl's invitation was fucking tempting. A human could lure a devil was impossible, but the way the devil was drawn toward Isabella could make someone think twice. "My prey," the devil's voice growled and his nail was about to touch his prey's cheeks when the devil's nose smelled an inhuman smell, and he was well aware of it. His eyes fell on the same dress Isabella has wore in the morning which was on the table near the bed. His hand reached to the dress and brought it near his nose and at that time his horn emerged on his head while his hand burned tha