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1000 years later It was in the middle of winter, in the year of the rabbit. Terrified screams filled the night air as the sky in the human world suddenly turned red, but this didn't last a second before it returned to its original form. Before the eyes of everyone a new star appeared beside a red star called the “ devil's star ” causing a great uproar. All these signs remain unknown to a group of people hiding somewhere in the palace of DeHaven. KINGDOM OF DEHAVEN.

VALENTINA’S POV “Tie her up and take her to the Dungeon, she will be one of my whores.” Diego Fernandez said in an authoritative voice. His mere presence seems to send chills down everybody’s spine, he is known to be ruthless and emotionless, not minding who he hurts as long as he gets what he wants. Diego Fernandez is literally the Devil in a human form.

”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.

The devils growled furiously, remembering how they were locked up in Tartarus by Riven. "Now the time has come to be free from this damned place!",Hades continued. "With the blood of the Tribrid, we shall be free from this realm. And we shall wreck havoc on the supernatural realm. We shall spread chaos over the world and wipe out every creature off the face of the earth!" There was a terrible roar and the earth shook tremendously from the power radiating from the devils. Hades slit the palms of the six devils and mixed the black blood with Layla's blood.

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.

There's a dangerous aura emanating from him, a warning to anyone foolish enough to come too close. As I stand at the altar, tears streaming down my face, I can feel his stare on me like a weight. I know that he takes pleasure in my pain, that he relishes in the thought of making my life a living hell. The priest's voice echoes through the chapel, his words ringing in my ears. I feel like I'm under some sort of evil spell, one that's driving me towards my own destruction. My lips part mechanically, and I begin to recite the haunting vow that will bind me to this man for eternity.

"I feel so very scared because after all this is something that is very, very difficult for me to achieve and also this is something that is very, very complicated. For the past few days the kings have not given any news at all and I was thinking that maybe after two more days Mr. Robert and the two of you would go to catch up with the king and help them. How do I feel like I'm not okay? In fact, I feel that this will be something that will make the demons very happy because they feel they have been able to exorcise and also do something so evil to us. Is it true that everything is like that and will we always think about something bad or something else? Because after all this will be a very

“Well I've never seen beauty quite like that. The deal is yours, Diavolo. I'll even add an extra five hundred million dollars for it to become a billion dollar deal.” “Whats the catch?” “I want the girl.” My stomach flipped as I saw the devil cosplayer rise to his feet. He said something I wasn't fast enough to catch, but on closer inspection, I realized he was talking into the plug he had on. The curtain began to close. I was helped out of the glass. Before I could blink, everyone backstage had disappeared. I heard footsteps behind me and on turning, I saw the devil. “Well played.’’ He clapped. “You can’t sell me!’’ I blurted in panic.

"Don't shoot." The room fell silent. His men stared. "...Boss?" Lorenzo opened his eyes again. This time, there was something dangerous in them. Not anger. Not mercy. Something neither he nor his men could name. "Bring him to me." Every man in the room understood the order. Kai Bennett was no longer just a witness. He had become someone the Devil wanted alive. And in Lorenzo De Luca's world... Being wanted by the Devil was often more terrifying than being marked for death.

"Well?" I smiled. "I suppose you're not completely terrible." He shook his head. "That's the nicest thing you've ever said to me." "Don't get used to it." He kissed my forehead. And for the first time in a very long time, I allowed myself to imagine a future that wasn't defined by fear. A future where I could laugh without pretending. Where I could love without expecting to be hurt. Where Adrian Blackwood might become more than the boy everyone called the Devil.