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GINA I sat at what seemed to be the living room of the vs vsvmansion where the boss of the Bloody Fangs mafia group, Devon Fenrir lived. It also seems to be the group's headquarters. I thought we lived in affluence but this mansion dwarfed ours in more ways than one. A large and expansive living room with a high ceiling, golden chandeliers, large paintings with inscriptions of a language I don't understand on them, golden furnitures that glittered under the rays of sunlight coming through the windows.

She was about to speak when Kira returned. “You came late.” Kira said to the guy. “No, I didn’t.” The guy replied, as he passed the file he was holding to Kira. “That’s all the details.” Rebecca watched as Kira flipped through the file and passed the file to her after she was done. “In the mafia world, trust is a deception. Someone you trust can betray you for the slightest reason. I do not trust you, Rebecca, I have no reason to… In order for me to be able to help you, you have to sign this.” Kira stated.

The creaking of the giant double doors sent a wave of fear through the chained-up man and gestured that it was a sign for him to stop what he was doing, but the fear quickly morphed into a burning rage. The doors swung open, revealing a man whose body is chiseled to perfection. His dark suit wrapped around his body, his green eyes devoid of emotion as he surveyed the scene. This was Lucien Belucci, the man known as the Devil’s Incarnate, the most infamous name in the mafia world dubbed devil’s incarnate for being cold, merciless, and having no regard for life. “I knew you’d betray me. Bastardo!” the chained-up man snarled in a thick Italian accent, the veins in his neck standing out in rage.

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."

Grabbing the chair next to me, I swung it straight into the company computer, smashing it to pieces. Mandy let out a shriek. "What are you doing? That’s company property!" "Company property? I paid for all of this myself!" I snapped, pulling out a folder of receipts and throwing them in her face, prompting another startled scream. My gaze swept coldly over Daniel, who sat silently, shrinking into himself like a coward. I couldn’t believe I’d ever been attracted to him. At least now I knew the truth, and it wasn’t too late to walk away.

Another walking the perimeter. But no sign of Vito. Aiden let the curtain fall back and headed downstairs. The house was even more massive in the daylight. Everything looked expensive and untouched, like it was a showroom rather than a place where people actually lived. He wandered from room to room, trying to find something… anything, to keep himself occupied. The living room had a TV, but he couldn't find the remote. There was a library with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, but all the books looked like they were in Italian or some other language he couldn't read.

But it was also offering her a lifeline, however dangerous. She placed her hand in his, ignoring the electric jolt that shot up her arm at the contact. "Deal." Later, as she signed the contract, Maya couldn't shake the feeling that she'd just made a deal with the devil himself. A devastatingly handsome devil with an Italian accent and eyes that seemed to see right through her carefully constructed defenses. What she didn't notice was the way Luca watched her sign, a flicker of something beyond professional interest crossing his face—something that made Sophia raise an eyebrow in silent warning.

Hola beautiful people, I hope you enjoyed the story of Adele and Decker. The next book in VENGEANCE SERIES is: BOOK 1: THE DEVIL'S TRAP BOOK 2: SAMSON-MAFIA AND HIS THERAPIST. Here is the blurb of next book: A kiss in the mist of danger changed everything... When mafia darling, Margarita, began interning as a therapist to escape her past, she found herself working with an insomnia patient that would change her future.

PEBBLES' POV Sardines and eggs. That was what the devil's kiss tasted like. His lavishly applied aftershave plagued my nostrils with its putrid, citrusy scent. With his tongue still embedded down my throat, he used his hands to grope my breasts, squeezing and pinching at my bosoms. His dent in his pants pressed painfully against my jeans covered thighs. I thrashed around as a sign of protest to his vulgar behaviour. He let out a deep and malignant chuckle against my lips. “You taste so good. I wonder if you will feel as sweet as you taste?” He withdrew his tongue as he held eye contact. His black pupils swirled in the dim lighting of the small closet. I saw the endless depths of evil and dar

Hopefully, he buys it and leaves her the fuck alone. Diavolo stared at the woman in front of him with keen interest. His legs were crossed, one resting perfectly over the other as his eyes took in the state of her undress. He wasn't sure if she knew it yet but she was half naked. The only clothing that was draped on her body was nothing but a fleece night jacket. Just staring at her lustful flesh under that excuse of a dress had his cock twitching voluntary in his pants. It was no longer a secret that every part of his body wanted this woman now, which is weird because he had only fucked her once.