He is relentless and a beast while she is a princess and a runaway bride. Devon is running away from her own family who wanted to marry her to an old rich man when she met Daemon, the cold but cunning mafia who heads the rival mafia group down south. She begged him to take her in to which he agreed to her surprise. He proposed marriage to her in exchange for one condition, that she bears him a son to carry his name. Without hesitation, she said yes because she planned on running away too on the day of their wedding but the mafia, her mafia, wouldn't let her go easily.
Lihat lebih banyak"You are going to marry Joffrey next month, Devon. The families have already talked and planned the wedding months ago. Why the sudden disagreement, dear? You said yes a week ago."
Devon just looked sadly at her snow-paled mother from her pink bed and shook her head in defiance. She agreed then because her father forced and threatened her that he would kill her best friend but now that Ariane is dead, there's no enough reason for her to blindly follow them."Mom, you exactly know why. I had no choice. Dad squeezed the hell out of me. He would kill Ariane!"Melena sighed and sat next to her and stroked her long black hair which Devon got from her side."Marriage is not so much a bad thing, daughter. I married your father when I was 23, the same age as you now. Joffrey is a lovely man for you and he likes you during the family gathering. I saw the spark in his eyes. He will take care of you."She can't help but feel her bones tingling in disgust upon remembering the lust she read in his eyes that night as if he would automatically feast on her the moment they will be alone together."You forgot that he begged father for my hand just because of my face. Dad loves you truly but we all know Joffrey is a cruel man. He's notorious for physically hurting his girlfriends. Mom, do you really want me to be wed to a man like that just because of a brewing alliance?"Melena stood up, her patience slowly eroding."I would gladly hand you to him and to anyone than be caught up with a man like Daemon. This conversation is over, Devon. If you want to still enjoy the favors of your father, then be a good child and obey him. Marry Joffrey. I won't tolerate any objection."Melena walked out of the door and left Devon in a state of panic. Pulling herself together, she thought of any way, anything that she could do to get out of the situation.She lied on the bed, took out her phone from the pocket of her jeans and call Elise, the only remaining one who can help her now. After talking with her friend, she began packing a small bag filled with some clothes and cash to last her a month. She's sure her family will scour the whole state looking for her the minute she's gone so she should be somewhere preferably on the other side of the planet by then.Going against the wishes of her father, the leader of one of the surviving mafia groups in the country, will get her punished. Gestoni Farrows knows no family and blood. He will raise that gun even to his youngest child and only daughter."Mom said she would willingly give me to Joffrey and anyone other than Daemon. Well, I say I don't like both of them. I will marry no one."Daemon is the leader of the rival of his father's group, the one her father wanted to take down so badly. Several emissaries from both of the groups went to and fro to offer peace talks to stop the ongoing war between the two but none was ever successful.Some suggested her to be wed to Daemon to which her parents resolutely contested. As a consequence, the wedding with Joffrey was rushed as if Daemon would really think about marrying her.Everybody in the district knows that he is in a love and hate relationship with Maddy, a senator's whore. Rumors has it Daemon assumed the position because of her.She didn't go out to the dining hall for the dinner that night. A maid brought her food to her room but she didn't eat anything. She's busy plotting a way to escape."I cannot let myself be this way forever. There is a way. There must be a way for me," she said to herself and rose to see the moon deep into the night.Growing up in a family full of boys, Devon has to be the yes woman in the house together with her mother who can't seem to say no to his husband. Her life revolved around pleasing everyone especially her father who only eyed her as a human being that will strengthen the stronghold of the mafia group to the 16th district by marrying her off to Joffrey, her father's one devoted friend and the number enemy of Damon Druft, the cold and cunning leader of the Magista group."If only I am a little bit stronger. If only I am more powerful than I am now then I will not definitely be forced to marry. If only I..." She stopped when an idea hit her."Wait a minute." She ran back into the bed and got the yellowish piece of paper inside her favorite pink pillow. She read the embossed number on the paper and bit her lips."This could be my last resort, my last chance. I don't care if this is betrayal to my own family. They have already betrayed me the moment they ignore what I really want to do in my life."With the paper in her pocket, she went out of her room and quietly slipped out of their house amidst the darkness of the night. She carefully repeated in her head the images of the blueprint of the house so as to prevent herself from getting caught. When she is on the road, she breathed hard and put on the hoodie to cover her head and face. Afterwards, she hailed a taxi and asked the driver to drop her on the address written on the paper. The man recognized the place and glanced at her."Miss, do you really want to go to this place? You know there are many women and children disappearing in these places. I could bring you back to your home," the man said in his most concerned voice.Devon shook her head hard. "I know that many women are disappearing here but I also know that that place could be the most secured place for them. Bring me to the Alley 56. I need to meet someone there."The taxi driver just nodded and drove away. Devon is afraid by the way she curled her hands on her lap but she shove it back to her head. She will not waste time entertaining thoughts like that. She will try this opportunity and wish herself luck.After paying for her fare, she hurriedly run to the gate of the lone building in the entire Alley 56, a flourishing commercial building by the day and a black market at night.A big man with a beard stopped her from going inside. He blocked her and pushed her aside. "Hey, little children are not allowed inside. Go home, kid.""I'm not a kid. I'm an adult and I need to enter. I need to meet someone inside. Let me."The man chuckled and scratched his head. "Ah, another one of those teenage girls who wants to date with her boyfriend inside. Listen gal, this is not a place for you. Go tell your boyfriend to meet you in a park!" "I told you I'm not kidding. Let me inside. I need to see someone.""And who will it be? Daemon?""Yes!" she blurted it. "I need to see him. I need to talk to Damon."He laughed. "Our boss doesn't just talk to anybody. Go home.""I am not just anybody." She removed her ring and gave it to the man. He inspected it and when he saw the eagle insignia carved on the ring, he looked as shocked as ever.I took off my hood and looked at him intently. "I'm here to see Daemon Druft. Tell him that the daughter of Gestoni Farrows wishes to see him now."One year after,“I’ve come to visit you, dad, finally.”She placed a basket of flowers into the grave of Gestoni Farrows and gazed at his name.It’s been months since he was buried but it’s the first time she visited him. She already came from Emily’s grave earlier. Coming into her resting place every day has been her routine. “I am not like you, dad. I was not corrupted by power. I am still here wanting to leave this all behind.” Sitting on the ground, she looked at the clear blue sky above her. “Are you feeling good there? What is it like being finally at peace? That’s unfair when you left us all here in chaos.”For her, forgiveness is still far-fetched. The pain is still fresh and she thought she would never have gotten over the death of her daughter.But life goes on especially for the people whom she should be strong for. She already accepted in her heart and mind that being a Farrows is just a part of her past. Until now, she has not talked with her mother. She knows that it
She found herself going back into their mansion where the wake of her father is being held. On the entrance, her mother could not hold her anger and attacked her and slapped her hard on both of her cheeks.She accepted the two slaps but not the third one. Those two were enough. Hitting her on the third time would already be a disrespect for her, Emily, and her baby.“How dare you come here in your father’s wake after you killed your own father?!” she shouted helplessly at her face while the forlorn guests looked on waiting for the drama to unfold.Devon looked at the whole place and sighed. "His other sons aren't here. Does it mean they also killed him?""How dare you!" She tried slapping her again but she dodged it. "If I know that this will happen then I shouldn't have told you the truth! I should have kept it all inside me! I regretted telling you about your daughter's death."Devon can only nod in pain. "See, this is why we'll never mend our broken relationship. I can understand t
“Daemon?!” she asked and stopped in her tracks.She’s feeling too happy and confused at the same time. Happy because her husband is alive. He survived his injuries miraculously. Confused because what is he even doing here?Devon ran towards him and hugged him tightly while sobbing in his arms. He felt his hand on her head caressing it gently like he always does to comfort her. And then he gently pulled away her hands from his waist that were tightly clasping around him never wanting to let go. “Thank you for holding up. Now leave the rest to me, Devon. You go live your life without me in it.”Slowly, she looked up at him with an open mouth, her tears stopped from streaming down her blood-soaked face. She stood there as the meaning of his words finally registered in her head. “No! I won’t leave you. I am the one who killed that monster. No one should suffer but me. It’s my greatest revenge against him! Why are you even doing this? You are severely wounded. You are supposed to be rest
“I’m telling you, Melena. If you do not want to be beaten again then shut your mouth up!” Gestoni’s uptight voice echoed in the walls of the mansion that witnessed how Devon tried to cope with the death that was served in front of her. But Melena remained in her place not backing down despite the immense pressure her husband is exerting against her. “Even if you kill me, I would still tell her! I can’t take this anymore! I’m done being silent regarding this. Gestoni, that was our granddaughter! The first one we had! I can no longer carry the guilt inside.”Devon slowly stood up from the floor both appalled and confused by her statement. What is she talking about? What does she mean by that? Is it about Emily? Her instincts are telling her it’s about Emily.“Mom! What is it you’re talking about?! Tell me!” she begged her mother hoping she would kill the suspense and tell her if what she’s thinking about this is right. “Melena!” Gestoni interrupted to stop his wife. “Go back upstair
Devon is panting for air. Her chest is heaving but there is a new sense of new emotion that she has just felt now. Looking at her hands full of blood and the man unconscious on the dirt ground brought a different kind of euphoria and satisfaction she has just come to experience now. “So is this the kind of feeling dad and Daemon are having on a daily basis?” She stared at the gun in her hand. “So this is power,” she muttered and emptily glanced at the man lying on his own blood.She broke most of his bones already but it seemed like she wanted to do more. Of course she can do more. When Daemon showed her where he kept Joffrey, he basically gave her the permission to do anything she wanted to do with him. That includes even killing him now. “Can I do it? Can I really kill a person?” she asked herself, her eyes going back from the man and the gun on her hand. She aimed the gun at him and inhaled. “Come on, Devon. Kill him. He made your life a living hell. He’s a rapist. He doesn’t
“So, what’s the plan next?” she asked while treating Daemon’s wound. They just came home after what happened and they’re already planning for their next move. Lucy is fast asleep in the other room after their helper brought her to bed. She slowly put on his jacket for him and sat on the floor looking up to him sitting on the bed. “We need to strengthen our security. Brian would surely suspect that Lucy is here so this is the safest place we have now. I’m sure he will not blow the place where he is suspecting that we’re hiding his daughter.”“You’re right so what are we going to do now?”He reached for the gun on the floor and put it on his side while never leaving her eyes. “We have to strike first. We cannot wait for your father’s next move. Our main priority is eliminating Gestoni. In that way, your mother will be able to talk. She’ll confess where they’re hiding Emily. Tonight, I’ll make sure to corner her and let me frankly tell you Devon that this could not end well. It’s eithe
“Devon, child. You are not in the position to ask anything from me.”She just laughed emptily and took out the gun from her pocket and shot it directly to the window of her father’s home office. The glasses shattered and the security system of their house was alerted. She heard the alarm in the voices of the men inside and some went outside to check. They instantly put down their firearms when she saw her with bombs strapped all over her body. “Now that I shattered your window, do I now have the position to ask you a favor?” she said coldly and moved her head and the men ran back inside to check on their boss. “You bitch!” Gestoni yelled and looked down on her from the broken window. He paused to take a good look at her and when he saw that she has all kinds of bombs on her body, her tone died down and there’s a noticeable crack “W-What?! What are you doing outside?! What the fuck are you doing?!”She smirked when she caught his attention. “I finally got your attention, dad. Now
“Sylvia, I told you already! Dad won’t be moved by this! He will not even care even if we tell us that Devon killed Lucy! You’re just wasting your time begging on him!”Sylvia did not let Brian stop her from going out of the car and into the house where Gestoni is temporarily working because his whole headquarters has been under siege the other day by Daemon’s men. The attack was unexpected and almost half of his men were wiped out.“I don’t care, Brian! I still have to try. I promised Devon I’ll beg your father to return Emily to them so we could have Lucy back! If I have to kiss his feet or give him a blow job or be his sex doll, I’ll do it for the sake of Lucy!”Brian gripped her wrist tightly, his face darkening from hearing those words from her.“What did you say?! Can you please repeat it to me?!”“You heard me right! I am willing to fuck your father if that is the only way I could have my child back.” She took her wrist away from him and lifted her head to him. Her look is def
The way she phrased it is not really requesting him but somewhat that of a person who has long thought about it and is just informing him of her decision. Daemon was caught off guard but quickly recovered from the shock. Getting up, he gently pulled Devon out of the room so they could talk freely. “Devon, you know we can’t do that. She is not Emily. Lucy has her own parents who also long for her return. She is not our child. She is not ours to keep,” he spoke to her in the softest voice he can afford. If repeating the same thing he tells her every day since she kidnapped Lucy over and over again to inculcate it in her head, then he doesn't mind at all as long as it will make things right. He’s carefully balancing between doing what’s right and logical and not upsetting her though he reckoned that she will still be hurt in the process but he wants it to happen gradually. Exhaling, she put her hand on her chest and opened her mouth to convince him this time. “I know that. It’s just
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