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** **Sloane answer your phone** **I'm starting to worry** I call her. "Finally! Where have you been? I've been calling for hours." "I was in the mountains. No signal." "By yourself?" I pause too long. "Sloane. What did you do?" "I slept with him." Silence. Then: "You slept with who?" "Lennon. I slept with Lennon." "WHAT?" "I know. I know it was stupid. I know I'm an idiot." "Start from the beginning. Tell me everything."

She stepped past Revania, intent on walking away. But Revania grabbed her arm. “Don’t you dare try to drive Argan away from me. If you do, I won’t hesitate to destroy you further than this.” Devia turned, her eyes cold—colder than she had ever shown before. “You’ve destroyed enough, Revania. But remember this—the best liars always leave cracks. And I’ll be waiting for yours.” ---

The hall buzzes with chatter, laughter, footsteps against tile. Then I see them. Bianca Deveraux and her trio of perfectly groomed shadows. They appear like they’ve been waiting for me, their glossy hair swinging, lips painted in sharp shades of red and pink. They don’t say a word, just stop and smirk when they notice me. I keep walking, ignoring the twist in my stomach. They may be beautiful, but poison often comes in pretty bottles.

I was Damien Devereaux, and no one—not even Roana—could make me back down. A sudden, burning need to act surged through me. My mind flashed with every possible response, every threat, every move I could make. But first—first I needed to get a hold of myself. I wasn’t going to allow his games to control me. Not like this. “Dispose of them,” I ordered, my voice coming out a little sharper than intended. Alvin nodded without hesitation, though his eyes were still haunted by the brutal sight. He knew better than to question me, especially when I was like this. But I could see the doubt in his eyes, the question hanging there—what was next?

I mentioned, and she left with our orders taken. “I have a plan Drew,” Nicole said, drawing my attention back to where we left off. “I’m all ears,” I replied, my eyes and ears widely open to hear what it was. “We’re dealing with dangerous humans, so for now, you’re going to play along. You will pretend to fall in love with her, showering her with immense attention and ignoring all her character flaws. You will play the fool to gain your desires, do you copy that?” She asked me as if to be sure I was on the same page with her.

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.

Deviana inhaled deeply, lifting her gaze back to Leviana. Leviana caught the shift, reading the determination in her eyes. She smirked. “Ah, so you’ve found yourself new pillars. A savior or two. Good. The louder the noise, the better. Let the world watch you scramble. By the time you think you’ve got proof, I’ll have alibis and false witnesses. The world loves a simple story: the villain disguised as a savior, the victim unmasked as the culprit.” She stepped closer, brushing Deviana’s arm—not with warmth, but with the arrogance of ownership. “Remember this, Dev: you don’t know how deep I can sink into someone’s life. You’re not a threat. You’re just a pawn on a much bigger board.”

“They weren’t entirely wrong.” Before anyone could respond, the mansion lights flickered. Once. Twice. Then every screen in the house came to life at the same time. Televisions. Tablets. Security monitors. Even the laptop. Every display showed the same image. A black background. A silver wolf. Then a distorted voice echoed through the mansion. “Return Subject Three… or the Devereaux girl dies first.” Elena felt the blood drain from her face. Subject Three. She slowly turned toward Daniel.

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.

he murmured against her lips, his fingers brushing the slick evidence of her arousal. Tessa’s cheeks burned, shame and desire battling within her. What was wrong with her? She didn’t know. She didn’t care. All she knew was that she wanted him—wanted him to ruin her, to make her forget every ounce of control she thought she had. Her plan was simple—seduce the devil. But as his lips trailed down her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin, a dark realization crept in. The devil was already in control. As his lips moved against hers, his hand slid lower, teasing the sensitive skin between her thighs. A single tap against her clit sent a violent shudder through her, her breath hitching as a j