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Locked in the Devil's Deal Margaret
“It's Margaret,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.Emery's jaw dropped as she stared at Doris in shock. “Margaret?” she repeated, her voice trembling. “You mean the CEO of the company?”Doris nodded, her face contoured with a smile. “Right! The one and only” she said. “I heard she's notoriously tough on candidates. Wish us luck!Just then, a voice broke through her reverie. "Winnie Nelson?" a woman called out scanning the room. Emery's heart skipped a beat, she realized that it was her turn to be interviewed. She smoothed out her dress and made her way to the front of the room.Emery stood up immediately to recieve the call. She approached the woman who had called out her name and then stretched her hand in a firm handshake. "Good morning," she said smiling warmly. The young lady stared at her and then waved, showing her the direction she should take. She introduced herself and then smiled back at Emery leading her to a small conference room. Emery couldn't help but noti
Last Updated : 2025-01-31Locked in the Devil's Deal Interview
“Girl, how was the interview? Who interviewed you? Was it that bitch? Or that good for nothing, jerk?” Amelia's voice rang through the phone, the loud noise created disrupting waves in Emery's ears.It seems Amelia had called her with an unknown number. She saved Amelia's contact with ‘My Heart Beat’; earlier, the number she saw had no name. Amelia's ceaseless questions made her helpless, she was literally yelling on the phone. Emery pulled the cell phone away from her ear, “It seems you want to make me deaf!” Her sarcastic remark made Amelia scoff. “When you become deaf, I will interpret everything for you by hand.” Amelia retorted.Right now she was sitting in her office with her legs placed on top of the desk, she had tons of work on her desk but wasn't willing to do them. Amelia wants to get on Darren's last nerve so he would chase her out of his company. She felt having to work for Darren was more like betraying her best friend. Even though Emery had talked her into working fo
Last Updated : 2025-02-04Locked in the Devil's Deal Safe?
“You don't feel safe in my home?” Darren broke the silence, this question has been eating him up. Emery raised her eyelids, staring at the man who sat in front of her. She had no idea why he was asking such a question. Emery looked round the place, wondering if this question was indeed meant for her. Seeing there was no one around, her face etched with curiosity, “Your mansion is fully guarded, what can possibly go wrong? Of Course, I feel safe.” She responded.Darren frowned, “Are you sure?” He questioned, right now he felt skeptical about the answer she just gave. If she did feel safe she wouldn’t be so insecure. “Yes,” Emery nodded affirmatively, she felt whatever it was, she felt he would explain things to her in clear terms. There was no need asking.Emery focused on her meal, Darren stared at her, Emery looked indifferent. It seems she didn't care..He clutched the spoon tightly. He had expected her to be inquisitive at this moment. “If you feel so safe why do you have to loc
Last Updated : 2025-02-05Locked in the Devil's Deal His Touch
He pushed himself up with his hands so he could have the use of both hands. First he released her hair from its confinement and splayed his fingers through the silky mass as he kissed her lips, her chin, her nose, her flushed cheeks.Emery wound both arms around his neck, arched against him and kissed him back. As he pushed her against the cushions of the couch, he seemed to know just where to touch, where to leave a lingering caress to bring out the wildness in her. She wanted him so bad at this point. A quick flick of his finger and the bra dropped away from her breasts, exposing her well structured body—A perfect piece of art. Darren took a moment staring at her breast, he swallowed hard. Her nipples stood out, they felt so hard and he knew just what they needed. “Emery—” he caked out to her, his voice sounding soothing and soft. A swift tug with one hand and both her sweatpants and panties lay in a heap on the floor.Emery reached for the hem of his sweatshirt, but he caught h
Last Updated : 2025-02-06Locked in the Devil's Deal Together
Emery was speechless, swimming in ecstasy as he stroked that elusive spot over and over, carrying her along on a tide of indescribable feeling. He had the perfect angle, creating a miracle with each thrust.Tiny, breathless cries flew from her as he increased the pace, slapping his thighs against her bottom. She gathered the satin sheet in both hands, needing to grab something, have some purchase on the whirlwind that was building within her.And he did have control of her pleasure. The movement, the pressure, the rhythm were all up to him. She could only stay motionless, the leather of the couch fisted in her hands, and allow him to bring her the gift of another orgasm. He pumped faster, and she gasped as her climax hovered nearer. There.His rhythm became frenzied as thighs slick with sweat pounded against her bottom. Now. Yes. Her world exploded with color, light and sensation. Incredible sensation. Her loud moan of gratitude came at the same moment that he cried out and surged dee
Last Updated : 2025-02-07Locked in the Devil's Deal What's up baby?
A smile spread across his face, as the event of the previous night flashed before his eyes. His woman was so wild, she took the initiative last night. Just then he scowled, a swift movement as the wind forced its way into his office, he knew who it was. “Speak!” He commanded.The man's eyes switched into a different color—Red. Right now his breath was slow and steady, it was as if he hadn't moved just at the speed of light. He accorded his master the respect he deserved. Darren gritted his teeth, this man's arrival had to do with something upsetting. Darren rested his back on his seat waiting impatiently. “Boss, Margaret has issued an order. She wants to know everything about the Mistress' new identity.” He said, bowing his head down to Earth. Darren clutched the document tightly, it squeezed and was completely wrinkled. He wasn't surprised at all, he had expected this but he didn't expect it to be this soon. Darren had an evil smirk on his face as he stared at the man before him.
Last Updated : 2025-02-08Locked in the Devil's Deal Like What You See
Amelia words rendered Emery speechless, sometimes she admired Amelia's strong gut and sometimes she was afraid her friend would get into trouble. “Okay, we will meet at our favourite spot,” Emery replied.“Sure! I'll meet you there in five minutes,” Amelia said and hung up the call. Emery got into her car and drove off heading towards their favorite resort. Arriving at the resort, she skillfully parked her car in the parking lot and made her way to the room. Emery pulled out the room’s card from her purse and unlocked the door. Walking into the room, she smiled. She pressed the bell and instructed what was to be made. Amelia walked into the room, “You were so fast,” she said with amusement. Walking into the room her jaw dropped as she stared at the person before her. “Emery–” she said, sounding stunned.Emery gave a spin, giggling. “You like what you see, huh?” “Girl, you had this skill during college and now it seems you have advanced. I really didn't recognize you but your eye h
Last Updated : 2025-02-09Locked in the Devil's Deal Suspicions
The loud ring from her cell phone made her groan. She felt so sluggish and didn't want to get off the bed. The phone continued ringing, left with no choice, she rolled over to the other side to grab her phone.”Hello!” Emery muttered with a groggy tone. “Hello Miss Nelson,” Hearing this Emery jerked up, “Yeah! I'm listening,” she said this time her voice sounded so clear. It was not slurred at all. “Can you come by the office?” The person at the other end requested, “Your presence is needed here.”“Sure, I will be there.” She affirmed. The double beep from the cell line indicated the disconnection. Emery jolted out of bed heading towards the washroom to take a bath. After she was done she made her way to the dining room for breakfast. The maids had prepared her favorite meal just as Darren instructed.Emery searched through the place, the event of the aost flashed before her eyes. Right now she shouldn't be worried about Darren, he was a grown ass man who could take care of himself
Last Updated : 2025-02-10
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Emery's first breath tastes like remembrance and ash. When she awakens, she sees a sky that is divided in half, half dawn and half dusk, neither of which is subject to the sun. It's a familiar world. However, it is incorrect. Structures tilt where they shouldn't. Streets twist and turn. Trees groan, their leaves glistening like mirrors. Somewhere, a bird's sounds dissolve into quiet as it sings in reverse. The clocks tick, but in reverse. Time seems to be striving to reverse itself. Additionally, the mirrors The mirrors depict her then, not now. Previously. She recognizes faces, but not exactly. Faces with her anger, scars, and eyes and another item. Something more ancient. She staggers along. Before it stops feeling normal, her body feels normal. Her skin starts to blossom as a result of her decision. [If the dagger was Emery's choice:] Her fingers are burning. She casts her gaze downward. Godfire. Her veins pulsate with a sluggish, simmering flame that is bla
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It was a lie, the quiet before the storm. In the empty space, three pedestals stood motionless and silent, observing her as if they were gods deferring judgment. A dagger with a black blade that glistened with ancient runes and vibrated with power beyond this world can be seen on the left. It beat. It recalled her. A golden, elaborate ring that shines too brightly for a space this hollow sits in the center. It appeared to be salvation. Or a glittering cage. A dark, smooth, blank, and innocent key is on the right. However, it was the realm's heaviest object. From this distance, she could sense it. As if gravity itself leaned in that direction. Emery stood between them, her lungs hardly remembering how to breathe, her breath seizing in her throat. It's this. The instant the cosmos had been turning back toward. The decision that had always been hers but wasn't just hers. Her hands shook. Not in terror. Using memory. Then— She took a step forward. She extended her han
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As soon as Emery entered the mirror-door, reality engulfed him. Under her, the earth glowed like water, shattered like ice, and then came back together as luminous obsidian. Something ancient pumped through the air, not heat or cold. alive. The following step snapped back like elastic, the first one stretching into eternity. Here, the laws of distance did not apply. Or they had been rewritten if they did. Under her feet, symbols glowed—runes that glowed silver, gold, and something darker, like ink derived from the stars. Every time her foot touched down, more of them woke up, igniting a route that changed the more she attempted to follow it. They pulsed with her heartbeat. All at once, high-pitched, guttural, and musical voices murmured in the air. a language that she somehow grasped despite not knowing. "Emery." From all sides and none, her name was spoken. It's more like a remembrance than a hello. perhaps a cautionary tale. She turned in slow circles. “Where am I?”
Locked in the Devil's Deal The Masked Man
The reflection moved first.Emery's breath hitched as the image of herself inside the mirror smirked, lifting a hand as if reaching for her. But the movements weren’t hers. The woman in the reflection... her, yet not her... tilted her head in quiet amusement. The golden glow of the mirror intensified, illuminating the fractures beginning to spread across the glass, fine as spiderwebs.Emery stepped forward, an almost uncontrollable pull dragging her in. She lifted a hesitant hand, fingertips hovering inches from the surface. It felt alive. Pulsing beneath her skin like a heartbeat.Her fingers touched the glass.Pain exploded through her skull.A memory... not a memory. A force shoving itself back into her mind.She staggered, gasping, clutching at her head as images slammed into her one after another.A veil of gold and candlelight.Two men standing at the altar. One in the light. One in the shadows.Her own voice, trembling with hesitation. "I choose..."The sound of screams.The Ma
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Under Emery's fingers, the metal handle pulsed, sending a constant, throbbing beat up her arm. It seemed warm, almost alive, as if it were anticipating something. For her. The man in the mask spoke in a quiet voice that was slightly tinged with dread. "Are you certain that you are prepared for this?" Emery remained silent. as she wasn't certain. However, the noble was. His golden eyes flickered with delight as he leaned against the splintering frame with his arms folded. His lips curled into a lazy smirk as he whispered, "Go ahead." Don't claim I didn't warn you, though. She gripped the handle with her fingers. She turned it after that. The world disappeared. She was pulled forward by a gust of wind that ripped through her. Everything was sucked up by the weightless, limitless darkness. She was falling for a short, horrifying minute, her heart pounding in her ears, her air stuck in her lungs, and then— She landed. The air was heavy with laughter and music, and the aro
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Before she even considered saying it, Emery's mouth came up with the name. It was waiting there, so sure, so familiar. Pain burned through her skull like a blade slicing right through it the instant it emerged in her consciousness. She shook from the sudden pain and gasped, sinking her fingers into the man's arms. The name escaped, barely within grasp. When she touched him, the man tensed. He strengthened his hold on her, as though preparing for the next move. His face was still expressionless, but there was something more in his keen, dark eyes. "Don't think about me." There was something almost regretful in his quiet voice. Emery's breath caught in his throat. "So why do I?" He didn't respond. There was a shudder in the room. The floor beneath them, the lamp, and the walls all wavered and warped like a water-shattered mirror. The tiny light from the carved symbols pulsed in time with the pounding in her head. It was falling apart here. Or perhaps—reforming. Another
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Pain.. Emery was startled awake as it burned through her body like lightning. She inhaled sharply, taking in a breath that was too heavy and thick. There was something metallic and harsh in the air, along with the smell of damp stone and earth. Not in the ballroom. Not the manor. She didn't know of any place. With shaky hands on the uneven ground, she forced herself up. stone. The stone is cold, fractured, and wet. She looked up and realized that everything was wrong. She was surrounded by a ruinous courtyard that was engulfed by growing vines. Above, looming stone walls that had been partially defaced by time. The sky was a deep indigo, eternal twilight that swirled like a living creature and was neither night nor day. It shouldn't be here. The mist coiling at her feet dampened her clothing as she trembled and wrapped her arms around herself. Next came— Footsteps. Go slowly. Measured. approaching from behind. Her heart skipped a beat. anticipating the noble, anti
Locked in the Devil's Deal Mirror of Lies
Before her, the door looms, its surface glistening like liquid silver and pulsing with an almost... living pulse. Between it and the two guys observing her, Emery remains still. The man in the mask remains silent, his fingers moving at his sides as though he is fighting the impulse to grab her. But the noble— A slow applause. Deliberate and slow, the sound cuts through the tension like a razor. She spins around. He is present. His golden eyes shine with laughter as he emerges from the shadows at the ballroom's edge. He appears as majestic and untouchable as ever, dressed in deep crimson, but a sly smile is visible on his lips. "You always believe you have options." Not because of what he says, but because she has heard it before, his voice makes her shiver. The world flickers before she can say anything. similar like a dwindling candle's flame. As if reality itself were unraveling. She glimpses something, someone, for a split second. Here she was again, standing
Locked in the Devil's Deal Changes
The air changes as soon as Emery enters the room. Her stomach lurches with a sudden, nauseating lurch. Under her feet, the solid floor vanishes. She dives into the shadows. The wind whips past her ears, engulfing her in a limitless emptiness. Nothing remains of the world she was familiar with, including the ballroom, the nobility, and the man in the mask. But the voices are still there. whispers. Sound waves. She feels as though pieces of a life she doesn't recall are etched into her very being. "You promised me." "You betrayed me." "You were supposed to remember." The words encircle her, drawing and tugging. accusing. Then... Impact. Her air is taken from her lungs by the power of the impact as she hits solid ground. The cold stone under her stands in sharp contrast to the oppressive emptiness she just left, and her vision swirls as she breathes. She remains still for a moment. Then she lifts herself up as the world settles. and gets frozen. This location... It
