The Devil Thought He Had Me นิยาย & เรื่องราว

In a few seconds, he was towering over me, pressing a finger on my lips to threaten me, " Sshh! Watch before you speak, Princepessa. I am not your prince charming anymore. I am the devil who is here to suck your soul. If I made you just my fuck body, what will the world call my child? An illegitimate one? In no way, I was going to allow it. Get on the bed and wait for me. I want your back to remember because I really don't wish to kiss your poisonous lips ever which fed me lies for years."

"Got me playing with fire Baby hand me the lighter, Taste just like danger, chaotic anger, But I can't stop the rush, No, I can't give you up, And I know you're not good for me, But I fell in love with a devil, I'm under his spell....."

he replied while opening the door for me. "Let's go," I said, taking my steps towards the car, and immediately left for the inauguration of my hospital's special ward. It was all part of my plan to gain sympathy from the general public, but I had a different, more sinister plan. I would do anything to maintain my innocent angelic image in society. Some people think of me as an angel, and others see me as a god. But I am the devil. As I sat in the car, I couldn't help but let out a cruel smile.

He shook his head desperately, not understanding. Liam smirked at the sight of his confusion. “Do you even know who’s standing in front of you?” The man quickly shook his head. “Hmmm… I’ll tell you,” Liam said with a cruel smile. “You’ve heard of the devil, haven’t you? That’s me. Welcome to my hell.” The man’s legs trembled uncontrollably as fresh urine soaked his trousers. His heart pounded so hard it felt like it might burst from his chest. He had heard the rumors, the stories of the devil, but he never thought he would face him one day.

“I’ve been lenient, holding back my restraint. I lost billions in a single week because of this scandal. Your lies shook the foundation of my company. And still, I played along with your little game. I gave you chances to crawl back to reason. And even now, I’m sitting here, listening to whatever rubbish is spilling from your mouths, and you call that cold-hearted?” I smirked, leaning forward. “How about I finally show you,” I said, my voice low and calm, “exactly why they call me the Devil.” Their faces lost every last trace of color. They looked like ghosts, as if they’d just realized who they were talking to. “I thought everything was done by the two of you, and that celebrity. But a mome

She couldn’t shake the image of him by the fire, shadowed and distant, talking about freedom like it was a myth he once believed in but lost somewhere along the way. Maybe he wasn’t the devil, after all. Maybe he was just another prisoner in a gilded cage

”Nice flowers.” Wendy commended as soon as Rebecca entered the room. Rebecca on the other hand didn’t pay attention to what was said. She was lost in a world of her own thought. She didn’t see the face of the biker, but from the sound of his voice, she could tell who it was. It was a voice she would recognize anytime, any day. The voice of the devil who haunts her in her dream. A pat on the shoulder brought her back to reality. She jerked and the flower slipped from her hands, but Wendy caught it before it could fall to the floor.

"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.

He thought he was free. “Then I would have been disappointed in him.” This man really was the devil.