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When my sister insisted on binding herself to the system and leaving the twenty million fortune to me, I knew she had been reborn too. In my previous life, just to snatch that money, she shoved me to the ground while my leg injury hadn’t even healed. I broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, but her eyes gleamed with excitement as she smiled. “Jana, the system says it can bring good luck. “You’ve always had terrible luck. Even a simple aerial routine ended with the harness snapping! I’ve always been lucky, so I won’t fight you for something like this. I’ll let you have it.”

No women. “A devil with no weakness,” she murmured, the words barely louder than the crunch of the apple. Then a memory surfaced: the way he had devoured her the entire night, slow and relentless, as if her body were the only sin worth savoring. Her fingers tightened subconsciously around the book on devils she had just finished reading. Its pages had spoken of their insatiable hunger for untouched souls, pure, unchanging, untouchable. The moment a soul was altered in any way, it slipped forever from their grasp.

But beneath the bravado, something darker lurked — a fire fueled by years of survival and betrayal, a storm that refused to be extinguished. I shifted again, muscles coiling like a spring. Tonight wasn’t just about business. It was about proving that legends don’t die easy. Not the Mafia Devil. The harsh fluorescent light flickered overhead, casting jagged shadows that danced like restless ghosts across the cracked concrete floor. The metallic tang of gunpowder lingered in the air, mixing with the coppery scent of blood. My breath came steady, but inside, a storm raged. Siego’s eyes bore into mine, cold and venomous. “I thought you were smart, Ronan,” he sneered, voice dripping with condesce

"My night with Lucia? What the hell are you talking about?" "You know what I mean." "She's just a younger sister to me. What's in your dirty mind?" "Younger sister? I thought your younger sister is called Maryanne, and she's studying and living abroad." "That's just a biological sister. Lucia means more to me than her." Xenon said plainly. Miya wanted to ask how important Lucia was to Xenon and how they met and why he saw her as a younger sister. Who am I to ask? She thought. But Lucia certainly does not see Xenon as her older brother. She wants to possess him as his lover.

After a few seconds of eye-to-eye battle, he still maintained his silence, leaving Don Basco with no choice but to break the deafening silence between them. “Am I right? What do you think? (Am I, right? What do you think?)” Don Basco questioned; his lips painted with the image of the devil's grin. Without Don Basco's knowledge, the real devil was the young man in front of him—a devil who is hiding in human flesh with an innocent face, waiting for the right moment to attack his enemy and make them feel what hell is like.

She was indeed not lying. Well, I'm glad that the devil wasn't responsible for her bruises. But wait… A thought came into my mind. “If it's not Chad, then it was his family!” I said in a statement rather than a question. I was so sure they were responsible for her bruises. The mother was the devil who held no remorse after killing her husband, and the sister was a serpent with a sharp tongue. Those two bitches… I was so furious to the extent that my sister had to calm me down.

Tidus and I got up from where we were sitting and walked towards the exit. "When we return, we want Laila and Lidya to be conscious and in this room, alive, healthy, and smiling!" I threaten Devanna. Devanna nodded quickly and clasped her hands together like she was pleading. is it that terrible? The condition of my father? “You have to kill Balthier, Blaze. Even though he is your brother ... he will continue to be a parasite and a virus for the life of you and your father. I… I saw him do something really outrageous!” Devanna spoke in a trembling voice and tears welled up in her eyes.

“I never wished to call you! I never wished for a demon’s help! Give me back my sister!” A loud laughter filled the chapel, the belle was tolling but no one came for her, it was as if her surrounding couldn’t hear the ruckus that happened inside the church. “What have been done, is done. You sacrificed your sister and your sister is dead, that is all, the truth that is unchanged. Wishing for her to come back alive when her soul is no where in this world, is impossible, no matter what,” the demon answered. He stared at her from the darkness and the fear that covered her face and unable to hold his devilish chuckles.

“How dare you bring your devilish antics inside my house!” “My son, I'm not the devil here. Bring her inside! “ With a command of his hand, a woman went in. I didn’t recognize her because she was wrapped in a blanket. “This is what the real devil did,” when my father pulled the blanket off... “Rhen.” What did my younger brother do? @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO

The corridor at the bottom smelled of expensive perfume and cigar smoke instead of incense and beeswax. Through a crack in a door, I'd seen Sister Anna—a quiet woman who claimed to have a weak constitution and often missed morning prayers—kneeling before a man in an expensive suit. But she wasn't praying. The room was filled with smacking sounds. Her mouth dripped of saliva as she took in the man's cock. Hardened and wet. He had held her hair tightly, pushing himself deeper into her mouth. Her breasts were dangling and hitting his thighs as she sucked his dick.