Trish Devil May Cry 2 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Helios roared, surging forward, but Franco caught him, slamming him to the ground. Matteo knelt beside me, his voice a venomous whisper. “You should’ve stayed away.” I gritted my teeth, my vision swimming. “Go to hell.” Matteo chuckled, standing. “Soon, this will all be over. The Morettis will believe Helios was the traitor, and I’ll be the one to clean up the mess.” My fingers curled around the knife still in my grip. He didn’t see it coming. With the last of my strength, I drove the blade into his thigh, twisting it hard.

“I am begging you,” She cried, throwing her head back on his shoulder. “Begging you what, my love,” he inserted it harder. With a give-up sound, she accepted her defeat. “I want you to fuck me now. I am begging you to give me what I needed the most.” He chuckled as he won this game. Clutching her jaw at his chest, he husked, “I am the devil, and never forget he is the master of your little game.” With one hand, he opened her hook over her head as her exhausted body fell on his chest.

"In time, dear Indra, in time. You’ll see, I'm not like everyone else. Once I'm done with you, you'll do whatever I want." Indra smiles. "Do you really think you can beat me? You already know I'm the devil's daughter, don't you?" "Without a doubt. I know your weaknesses better than you do." "I don't have any weaknesses." The man laughs. "That's exactly what I expected you to say. But we all have our Achilles heel. You are no exception." Indra can swear she hears the man licking his lips. "Just dare to treat me like a little girl," she replies, trying to get up, but the chain is too short and pulls at her grazed wrist’s making them sting painfully.

I'm not that little boy who would put his family name to shame for a woman. especially with the devil's daughter.

It wasn't exactly a foolproof plan and there were only about a million and one things that could go wrong with this, but it was the only one she had. She braced herself, preparing to attack as the scar faced guy stepped into her personal space. He suddenly bent down and freed her legs first. She bit back a curse as he trailed his grubby paws along the side of her legs, up her waist and the side of her breast before finally reaching up to her hands. Trinity felt thoroughly violated and disgusted and she let every bit of that pour out through her glare. She stared at him right in the eyes with every bit of anger and disgust she was feeling.

Vito continued, “Stay the fuck away from everything I own. You look in their direction again, you breathe in their air, and the next time I walk into one of your places, I won’t be alone. And you won’t be breathing. Do you understand me?” Matteo’s jaw worked back and forth. He glanced at the laptop screen again, watching Vito’s men laugh and relax on camera, completely oblivious. “You fucked up first.” He muttered finally. “You played me.” Vito pulled out the chair opposite him and sat down like he had all the time in the world. “Are you sure about that?” “I don’t need a fucking angel to reveal that.” Vito laughed dryly. “Alright. What have you got to fight me with?”

Swearing and calling us devils, just makes me smile. “We’re devils, so you should be aware, that devils never stop. Never quit, and don’t burn in the inferno we just walk through it, now speak.” My words taunt him and he nods, he looks like he might puke, or pass out, either isn’t good. “They are using Daisy.” “We know that already!” Calix’s anger grows and the knife swings removing another finger. Ryan screams again, trying to break free, it’s a useless attempt to escape, my restraints aren’t toys.

I took a glance at Valerian and saw him already staring at me. When I agreed to what he wanted in exchange for his life after I fulfill what he requires, will it be all worth it? Will it finally be enough for my father? Will I finally be free? When I entered his lair thinking I can handle him, was I right? Can I really handle this devil and what he is capable of doing? “Did you do that?” I asked, spitting the words like poison. He creased his forehead. “What?” “Did you--”

She must be several inches taller than me, seeing as her heels weren’t higher than mine and she only had to stretch a bit to drop a kiss to his jaw. Then she turned around and sauntered ahead of the two black cars waiting at the foot of the stairs. And, just like that, she was gone. The devil went towards the car at the back as Galileo instructed one of the three men, “Luiz, you’re riding with us. She’ll replace you.” “No, I won’t let my commodity out of my sight,” the devil stated, turning partially to face Galileo. “Boss, you know you can trust…” scar-face started before the devil cut him short.