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She could smell the alcohol on his breath and feel the weight of his body pressing down on hers. Zarina knew that she was in too deep, that there was no going back from this. She had made a deal with the devil, and now she was paying the ultimate price. Vladimir’s eyes glinted with a dark intensity as he surveyed Zarina’s quivering form. He knew exactly what he was doing, relishing in the power he had over her. Was it really her he wanted, or was it just the thrill of the chase? As he slowly lowered himself onto the bed, his hand reached out to grip her ankle with a cruel force. Zarina gasped as he pulled her towards him, her body now pinned beneath him.

“that was just a reminder that you were owned by a devil, don't let me show you how I punish those who try to defy me. That is all. In time, Yesha Elaine, you will understand that obedience is safe… and that resistance is nothing but illusion.” As he turned and left, moving silently down the corridor, Yesha sank against the wall, trembling. The mansion stretched around her like a labyrinth, maids flitting past silently, cameras blinking like watchful eyes. She had tried. She had planned. And yet, the reality was undeniable: every inch of her world was controlled. Every exit, every choice, every breath had been mapped, anticipated, and claimed. She was trapped. Alone. Owned. And the billionai

Her eyes looked down and she asked in a whisper, “What thorough discussion are we going to have?” Dark amusement gripped me and I turned us around, until she was beneath me with my hard côck pressed into her soft folds. “We will get to that later, let me check how much you enjoyed what you heard.” And when I slid deep into her cûnt, my little devil was more than wet. . A. Gupta Note: I added my book in the competition. Don't forget to vote by pressing gems and leave reviews on the 'About the Book' page for other readers. You can check in in 'Devil Mafia with a soft heart'.

he declared. I stopped walking… and breathing. “How? I didn’t even give you the tittle of my story…” “A criminal novel, “Inside the Devil’s Mind”, by Anako… Not too creative nickname. Guessing on your reaction I was right, it is your story.” He got closer to me and looked straight into my eyes. “I like the main character, that Troy… You could say we have few things in common,” he used his usual, devilish smirk. I took a deep breath and tried to remain calm but it was impossible, my face was already turning red.

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Even though I knew it would be safer to end things now, I wanted to clutch onto any more time I could squeeze out of my relationship with Devin before he slipped out of my grasp. I had known that he would eventually leave me over my sexual limitations, but I hadn't anticipated that it would be this soon. I wasn't ready! It took me a bit to realize that he wasn't getting up. He seemed to be retrieving something from under the bed. When he returned to my side, he handed me a book. This was so far from what I had been expecting that I just fluttered my eyelashes in confusion. Devin pointed out the title, and once I was calm enough to actually comprehend what it said, I burst into giggles. The b

I saw one fifty two minutes ago. I don't know what to think. My step-father has committed a lot of atrocities, but none, have haunted me quite like him shamelessly revealing the evidence of his arousal to me. I don't want to think too much about it, but my mind doesn't want to stop manufacturing questions I know I do not want to hear the answers to. If only he'd said a word. Just one word. It is said that the Devil is the master of deceit, that he is most adroit at weaving up illusions of false pleasure and decadence that conceal utter apparition. That is how he traps many souls without them even knowing it.

"Hmm, yes, no matter who he is, he can't actually be a devil, right? Tanya asked back as she didn't know why Lydia was acting that way about the devil. "The devil, a man who came from the deepest part of hell, a man whose face as beautiful as that of adonis, his body cannot be more perfect, his voice as deep and enticing as an angels voice, but personality like the devil. His smile can freeze one's heart and may even cause the person to die. It is rumoured that those who had seen that sinister smile either had fallen into a tragic trauma or better still died tragically. The devil is no other than Alexander quinn.

The business operated smoothly, with violence serving as just another instrument, while women were viewed as either assets or expendable. But Irina Volkov? She was chaos wrapped in intelligence. Every message from her was a lie. Meticulously crafted, yet somehow the conversations I had with her had been the most honest ones I’d had in years. She was stealing from me, yes, but she was also the first person in a decade to surprise me. To make me feel. “Yes,” I admitted. “I am.” “And after dinner? What’s next after you’ve had your fun?” I turned to look at my second in command. “After dinner, Dmitri, I’m going to make sure Irina Volkov understands that you can’t con the king of the underworld.”

' I retorted. My mind is flipping the pages of the thoughts in my mind, while I stand to pick up the book. Opening it, I read through the first page again to see how the devil plans. 'Damn! So hideous.' I qualify her with that word, because that is who she is. She is not a person that should be trusted at all. Nothing she does would be surprising to me if she didn't pretend to have changed. Her pretense indeed caught me by surprise, but I just had to deal with it. After knowing she conspire my lady's kidnap, she even go as far as lying heavily to free herself.