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Bound To The Devil 21.1
His gaze swept through me, making me consciously aware of the workout pants and sports bra I was wearing. He passed a couple of feet away to the fridge taking out a bottle of water.I stood there, watching him. His brandy-colored hair was mussed, brushing his collar, and I grew warm remembering I had my hand around it just last night.As if sensing my stare, he flicked his eyes towards me, raising a questioning brow.I swallowed. “Hungry?” I asked as the timer of the stove went off and I pulled out the casserole.“I'm good, I have a breakfast meeting,” He said, striding closer to me. Now I could feel the tingles that erupted as his presence brushed me.He leaned against the counter, arms crossed and the attention of his stare on me. “There's a phone on my desk, it's yours. It has my number in it already so don't call me with random numbers,’’I don't know why, but something took flight in my stomach. It was sweet and warm.“Thanks,” My response was quiet as I filled my plate and heavi
Last Updated : 2025-05-01Bound To The Devil 1
(Few Months Earlier)TIFFANY WESTI chose a bar within the heart of New York's most expensive hotel. Royale Haven. Downing down the burning liquor. I didn't even know what I was drinking, I'd told the barman to surprise me when he'd asked. And he'd surprised me. But the soothing burn of the alcohol was barely enough to keep me out of my frenzy. It was barely enough to keep his voice from echoing in my ears and it got worse as I stared at the seven words that blurred my vision from his text message. “Your mum's been calling you. We need to talk. This is important,” Seven words that unraveled me and left a series of violent shivers down my spine.It had been five years. Five fucking years since I'd last seen the pedophile of a shit bag stepfather, Francis Strauss, and my mother, Seline West.I thought I was okay. I thought I'd made peace with the past and finally moved past it. Past him. Past those nights he sneaked into my room and covered my screams with his hand on my lips. But all t
Last Updated : 2025-02-17Bound To The Devil 2
TIFFANY WEST An explosion of fire burst inside of me, spreading from my stomach to the tips of my fingers. My blood sizzled. My body tingled. And I couldn't breathe. The press of my lips against his hit me with great intensity that turned my legs jelly and I lost balance on my legs but the man wrapped an arm around my waist to steady me, pressing me deeper against his body. Air whooshed out of my lungs, my lips breaking from his for a second. We stared at each other. My heart was racing fast and my blood burned hotter. I didn't know what I was doing again. But it wasn't just the buzz from the alcohol making me braver. It was something else. Something stronger. Maybe it was the firm hold of his arm around me. It was no lie large hands had always been my Achilles heel. Maybe it was the heat sizzling in blue flame in his eyes. Maybe it was the darkness lurking within the edges of his eyes that made me believe was capable of drowning mine. I wasn't sure. But I couldn't stop myself.
Last Updated : 2025-02-17Bound To The Devil 3
(Present) TIFFANY WEST Blackness. Inky and stagnant. It dripped into my subconscious. It was often an escape from reality, a comfort in the madness. But this time they whispered to me, telling me not to wake up now, not to wake up ever. Unfortunately, a pulsing ache in my head wakes me up. Feeling like roadkill, I let out a groan as a wake of nausea hit. “Dear God,” I groaned. Throwing the covers, I almost fell out of bed. Even my steps felt loud as I stumbled to the bathroom. Fuck. How much did I drink last night? The ache in my head stopped every attempt to remember how last night ended, all I could remember was Elena and I kept downing shots of alcohol at The Vincenzo wedding. We'd attended here in Las Vegas with her husband, Dimitri. Apparently, Dimitri Castello and Mr Vincenzo were business partners. I wasn't sure to what extent, maybe the latest groom was also a member of the Cosa Nostra, seeing as Dimitri was a New York don himself. But whatever curiosities I had, I did
Last Updated : 2025-02-17Bound To The Devil 4
TIFFANY WEST I didn't even bother getting dressed. I donned one of the robes hanging in the exquisite bathroom, heading straight to my hotel room. I sent Elena a text while I tried recalling what had happened last night, but all I could recall were fragments. And soon, small fragments began to make a whole. I remembered Elena helping me up to my room and into my bed. God knew I wished I had remained there. But not the case. Somehow I found myself at the party going on in the hotel bar. Everything from there remained a blur from the second I met Lorenzo up until the stroke of my ink on the marriage certificate. It was damned obvious I didn't have a gun pointed at my head when I signed my life away. I had always known my bad decision would catch up to me one day. In short minutes, Elena entered the room in nothing more than a pink night dress and jacket like she had just woken up or that was the closest thing she could grab as soon as she saw my text. She raised her brow. “Tiffany wh
Last Updated : 2025-02-17Bound To The Devil 5
TIFFANY WEST I woke up in comfort. The softness of a delicate pillow cradled my cheek and the gentle press of silk sheets brushed my neck.I jerked upright, opening my eyes to an immaculate room brightened by lights, and behind thick, elegant curtains was absolute darkness. I didn't know this place. I've never seen this type of furniture before. Not the polished dark room dresser. Or the carved antique chair in the corner. What was more unnerving than the unfamiliar setting was the realization that I had lost at least a good few hours of the day. It was dark outside and I had been unconscious since morning.I remembered Lorenzo coming into my suite. We were arguing and the next thing I felt was a stinging pain in my neck. That asshole injected me.I threw back the covers, rushing out of the bed, my feet hitting the cold marble tiles.My shoes… I wasn't wearing any but thank fuck my clothes were still intact but someone took my god-damned shoe.Lorenzo.I started to open the door bu
Last Updated : 2025-02-28Bound To The Devil 6
TIFFANY WESTThe mansion was a sprawling estate with several wings, each of which I was told belonged to the Russo brothers— Lorenzo, Savio, Dario— and a guy named Ronan.“I don't see guards anywhere?” I asked as I followed him down the familiar hallways. He threw me an amused quizzical stare. “Already planning your prison break?”“I'm glad you realized this is a prison for me,”He remained silent. “We don't need them. Even Dario is capable of defending himself, and with you, I'll assign someone to follow you around,”“I could run you know,”“Try it,” It was a dare and warning from him.A cold shiver erupted at the base of my spine. “Would you feel good about yourself, catching a girl half your size?” “Yes,” There wasn't an ounce of doubt in his reply.I crossed my arms as we entered the large bedroom I had woken up.“We'll share the same room,“So we'll sleep next to each other. We'll fuck like a happily married couple. And I'll cook and cater to you like a good little wife. Aren't
Last Updated : 2025-03-07Bound To The Devil 7
(PRESENT)LORENZO RUSSOThere were two rules I always followed. Never leave the house without my .45. And never put myself in a position I knew I couldn't get out of. I'd only survived this long by following those two simple rules. I'd never been tempted to break them— up until I made a costly mistake by fucking her that night. And now I made another one by marrying the little vixen.One bad decision was starting to fuck up my entire life.I hadn't even known she was in any way related to Francis Strauss, even when he had proposed marriage to his stepdaughter. I couldn't care less. Even when I had discovered the family connection a few months ago when she had visited Las Vegas during Christmas. I still didn't give a fuck. I'd rather aim my bullets in Francis' head and get the debt over it. But everything changed in a second. A second and a fucking name was enough to change it all.Soon I found out Francis was also involved with the Turkish Mafia. He owed them as much as he did me and
Last Updated : 2025-03-08
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Bound To The Devil 21.1
His gaze swept through me, making me consciously aware of the workout pants and sports bra I was wearing. He passed a couple of feet away to the fridge taking out a bottle of water.I stood there, watching him. His brandy-colored hair was mussed, brushing his collar, and I grew warm remembering I had my hand around it just last night.As if sensing my stare, he flicked his eyes towards me, raising a questioning brow.I swallowed. “Hungry?” I asked as the timer of the stove went off and I pulled out the casserole.“I'm good, I have a breakfast meeting,” He said, striding closer to me. Now I could feel the tingles that erupted as his presence brushed me.He leaned against the counter, arms crossed and the attention of his stare on me. “There's a phone on my desk, it's yours. It has my number in it already so don't call me with random numbers,’’I don't know why, but something took flight in my stomach. It was sweet and warm.“Thanks,” My response was quiet as I filled my plate and heavi
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ELENA DUVALImmediately I got my hands working. I opened the first aid box and started disinfecting the wound and slowly dressing it.I looked up at him once I had successfully bandaged the wounded area and had trashed the tissues but I remained trapped between his legs.I took out a cotton wool ball, leaning forward, and slowly my hand reached for the small cut a few inches from his black thick brow. I took a deep breath, ignoring the heat of his stare that had never for once blinked away.I inhaled again, my breath becoming ragged with each inhale. The air itself was him and our closeness was not doing me any good. I gasped lightly as a spark rocked through me as I lifted my hand to his neck. It was wild, sending aftershocks through my body. My eyes lifted to meet his. The black of his eyes had pooled into the gray ones, leaving them utterly dark.The ache in my stomach blossomed and filled every available space in my body. I could feel the heat of his gaze on me everywhere, and he
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ELENA DUVAL Dimitri's eyes hardened as my hand gripped the hard muscles of his sides and the other went up to cover my mouth as I felt the instant urge to throw up.“Fuck!” I could hear the irritation that stained his voice, and in one swift pull, he had me against his body, pulling me to the right and through the door that held a female sign pinned to it.My wobbly legs moved hastily on my heels, and I collapsed against one of the toilets, throwing up everything in my stomach.I groaned in relief as soon as I was done, somehow I felt lighter and a little less drunk. I flushed the toilet, moving to the sink, when I froze at the sight of Dimitri, leaning against the wall inside the female restroom. I thought he had left, or maybe waited outside like any normal male would.The sight of him was a punch of fire to the stomach. Some kind of visceral, animal reaction to the mere attractiveness of the man.“Are you done staring?” His voice, this time, dripped with his usual anger.I rolled
Bound To The Devil 19.1
“What do you have in mind?” I had asked but she didn't respond to my question not even when we went back to her place to dress up and soon we were walking into one of New York's biggest and most talked about clubs. Club Sapphire.“So this was your big plan all along?” I asked as we were led to the VIP lounge. As expected Tiffany was a regular here.“Yup, what other way to get your man home?” She half yelled over the loud music.“Right. What better way than to get myself drunk and dance the night away,” I said with a fake smile.“See, now you get it—”“I was being sarcastic, Tiff,” I voiced as we made our way to the bar.She laughed. “I know. But seriously trust me on this your Mr Castello will come fetch you once he finds out you are here. So just loosen up and have some fun. I mean when was the last time you came to one of these?”I sighed, relaxing. She was right. It felt like it was another lifetime I was in a place like this.“Hey lovelies, what can I get you?” The barman asked as
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ELENA DUVALI had gone to one of the guest rooms downstairs to shower. By the time I was done, and headed back to the bedroom, Dimitri had left. And as usual, he didn't come home that night.No matter how hard I tried I couldn't shake the memory of Dimitri's mouth on mine. The firmness of his lips. The heat of his body. The subtle expensive scent of his cologne and the self-assured weight of his hand around my waist.Days later, I could still feel the vividness of the moment as clearly as if it'd just happened, and what was worse, everywhere I turned, the little display at the bathroom kept sneaking back into my mind no matter how hard I tried to banish it.It was infuriating. But not as infuriating as coming home every day to a silent, spotless house. Dimitri had left for Europe on a business trip the next day after the Glam event, and our unfinished conversation.It had been a week already since I had last seen him, and I only found out yesterday that he had returned to New York, bu
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ELENA DUVALTo say in absolute honesty, I couldn't stand the silence on the drive back home. It was everything between suffocating and uncomfortable, especially with just the two of us in his Ferrari. He had simply collected the keys from Chris, insisting on driving.This was the first time we were together, alone in a car and somehow the car felt so small or was it just me?I looked out the window to the rear mirror and I noticed Allen closely behind in the silver Mercedes we had driven all day.I flicked a gaze over to Dimitri. He had his eyes trained on the road.He was pissed. But I had no idea why. If it was because I had showed up unannounced or because I had kissed him unexpectedly.Or maybe because of the little drama with the Whitmans or maybe it was my dress. With the annoyed glance, he threw my way before we got into the car. I could tell he hated the dress too but I wasn't sure why.I leaned back into the leather seats, and thankfully, we soon arrived at the Ford's mansion
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ELENA DUVALI wasn't sure if what I was seeing was real or not at this point. I wasn't sure if I was imagining things, but the look in his eyes darkened as his gaze trekked down my body. Almost as if he was undressing me, leaving me completely bare before him. And the crazy part was, I liked it. I swallowed a lump in my throat as I felt the curious gazes of his companions shift on me, and then suddenly, one after the other, I felt curious gazes travel over to me.“They are all staring at us,” I muttered over to Tiffany under my dazzling smile, still keeping Dimitri's gaze. I just couldn't seem to look away, not with how he was looking at me.“Not us beautiful, they are staring at you, everyone wants to know who this sexy as fuck goddess is, Elena,” I could barely hear Tiffany's voice over the heat of Dimitri's gaze. It was distracting. I could see the curiosity in his gaze as well, eager to know what the hell was going on in my head.From my peripheral vision, a face crept into my v
Bound To The Devil 16.1
“I'll tell you once we meet,” I said finally, before disconnecting.I pulled my gaze out of the window and into the evening darkness. I swear on my life Dad, Mum, I would send every one of them to hell, I would get back our company, restore our family's honor, and find my sisters. I swear this to you.“Allen, we'll make a stop at Lewis and Sons,” I said and he nodded with a “Yes, ma'am,”Soon, we pulled up at the luxurious curated mall, which was one of the Ford Empire Group's largest fashion subsidiaries. I was in the VIP section, going through some accessories to match the dress I had picked that was perfect for tonight. The Glam event was set to start by seven, and it was already a few minutes to the hour of seven. But I still had at least two hours before I made my appearance there.Tiffany joined me a few minutes later, and we started the necessary preparations for tonight. She was also attending tonight's party and had managed to secure two invites for us.It was a few minutes
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ELENA DUVALI found Allen waiting for me beside the car just outside Mr Richardson Villa.He straightened up as soon as he saw me. “Ma'am, are we done?” I stopped walking, turning around to glance back at the villa, my hand on the brown envelope tightened. Everything Mr Richardson had said, rushing like a in my mind. His words and warnings.“Are you still going through this?” Mr Richardson had asked me, but what else did he expect me to do? I just found out the Whitmans were the cause of my parents' deaths and they stole my company. This wasn't just about revenge, or getting back the company. It was more than that. It was figuring out what happened to my family.Why would the Whitmans go to such great lengths to destroy us?Who were these people? Why did they want D&M Corp so bad that they had to destroy my family?And most importantly, who had my sisters? I had a feeling this wasn't just a case of missing persons. Someone took my sisters. And that someone was ensuring I would neve
