Who Is The Devils Wife Novels & Stories

I just needed a little more, anything about Nico's next move. I turned, glass in hand. He was staring at me now, a brow raised suspiciously. I didn't know why he was looking at me that way, but I know it couldn't be right. Now that there was no other distraction in the space, it seemed his head had started to work a bit better, and I didn't want that. "Is something the matter—" "Wait a minute…" His eyes narrowed. "You're… you're Thomas Bush's girl. The Devil's wife."

DANTE'S POV People call me the Devil of New York. They're not wrong. I've killed men for less than a dirty look. I've gutted rats who thought they could steal from me. I've fucked women who begged for mercy and made them beg for more pain instead. My empire runs on blood, loyalty, and fear. That's the only language this rotten world understands. And tonight, I reminded everyone of it. Crawford thought he could play me. Thought he could borrow money from my syndicate, promise returns, and then ghost like I'm some dumb fuck banker. No. You don't spit in my face and walk away.

She may not be a royal by birth but she was one now as the wife of the prince of this empire and even as the sole heiress of Raichand, she wouldn't let a few vain women to trample upon her in this manner. "Get out, maybe?" A soft almost nice voice came amongst the flock as the ladies parted in front of her to reveal the most attractive woman Devika had ever laid her eyes on and for a moment her heart tightened in an unknown angst of worry. 'Is she....Is she the one her husband had bedded and abandoned?' For if so..... 'No!' Her insides heaved and twisted.

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE: THE REAL HER NICO ———— It is true that the devil enjoys moments like this. He waits until you are already standing at the edge, already staring down at hell, already thinking about making the wrong decision. Then he pushes. Wrong decisions like wanting to kiss your boss’s wife. Like breaking the contract that you’re so certain you’d never break. Like craving more tastes of the lips that were never meant to be yours. And right now, the devil is smiling.

To be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL

Blake sighed, looking disappointed. Weylin looked down. How could he know that his wife was the assassin when she was so good at keeping secrets? “She worked hard every day and night, eliminating our enemies, and played a major role in creating one of the strongest mafia organizations - The Devils,” Blake said, looking keenly at his son. “Do you think the person who dedicated her whole life working under me will merely give up on being an assassin just because her husband, who even talked about divorce as soon as she woke up, wanted her to?”

"We are not leaving you alone in it. This job is difficult. Assassins wanted to kidnap her. She's Mafia Head's wife. And pregnant. A lot of enemies, Devil." "Someone has to do it." Devil snarled under his breath. "Our men are keeping close eyes on him." Dragon said. "I should be your boss, so none of you could disobey me." Devil said in a cold and frustrated voice. They all laughed. "Should we call you BOSS? Or Devil The Boss?" Beta mocked. The corners of his lips curled up.

Asher came at the right time. He knew from the start that there would be an attack on The Angel building. Asher was prepared for the worst. But who would have thought the first thing he met was the figure of the Leader of The Devil, who turned out to be his wife. Although this was the first time for Asher to see the legendary figure of The Devil Organization, but Asher knew for sure the woman who was now in his arms was Valencia, his wife. The enemy began to fall one by one by the assault team. They were busy with their respective opponents, not noticing Asher's appearance.

I need to get my revenge for her. Mother knew the truth. She had been the one to tell me that demons could not have children with anyone except their fated mate or a blood bride. I had accepted that. I had accepted that I would never have a child, never have a mate, never have the life that was meant for me. I had accepted that Rhea was gone.

Kerri, the woman I desired, the woman that plagued my dreams, is broken, betrayed and vengeful. Perfect. Because a woman who has lost everything doesn’t need comfort. She needs a devil. And I’m the only man wicked enough to play that role for her.