The Devil's Daughter

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Last Updated : 2023-06-28

By: Maryam De Souza Ongoing

Language: English

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Exotic and devilishly handsome, with riches substantial enough to sustain the entire nation, multibillionaire Romeo Sheridan can get any woman he wants with just a snap of his finger. What happens when instead of the women begging for his attention, he's madly in love with a devilish woman whose heart is cold enough to chill bones? Will he continue with the dangerous affair between them or will he walk away from her before she ruins him completely?

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I have always hated the rain. Especially when it bears a violent storm as a companion.But here I am nonetheless, under the violent downpour, right in front of an eyesore of a motel where I just slept with my class teacher. And I am without a doubt not proud of my actions. Because I have a boyfriend. And I am supposed to be faithful to him. But life always got a way of pushing me to the edge of a cliff with barely half a choice.Lucas Meadow, my Philosophy teacher, has always had his greedy eyes on younger girls, like the pretty girls in his class. I always knew I was no exception after all the countless sexual passes at me. But I have been so sure I would never let his finger touch me, well until he gave me an offer I couldn't turn my golden eyes away from.He offered me something palatable; to help me graduate even with my poor grades. And I always knew on my own, I wouldn't make it past the threshold of Northridge High with my mates in the next few months. I was going to have to rep

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23 Chapters

Prologue

The Devil's Daughter /Maryam De Souza

Chapter 1

The Devil's Daughter /Maryam De Souza

'Men are monsters'I was eight when Mama told this to me. It was on a Sunday evening and we were seated by the fireplace. The evening was a little bit too chilly but I could adjust to it thanks to Mama's handmade quilt that was wrapped around me to keep away the cold. 'They will take everything. Bleed you dry and leave you to rot away'The look in Mama's eyes when she said that part had been so bitter and cloudy I had thought how monstrous men were. To have pulled such emotion from her, they must be callous. So I swore to never let any man come a mile too close to my heart, let alone think of stealing it.But years later, I find myself breaking the promise. I fell in love with a pretty boy with eyes that put the stars to shame. I let his smile take my breath away. I guess I'm not so different from Mama after all. The woman had spoken vile things about men yet abandoned me for him. She chose a man over me.I can't help thinking about how the apple truly doesn't fall far from the tree.

Chapter 2

The Devil's Daughter /Maryam De Souza

My ass glued to a seat at Franco's café, a half-empty styrofoam cup before me, I grow a constant need to peek at my phone's screen as acrylic nails drum steadily on the polished table. And it is safe to say that I look like a teenage girl anxiously awaiting a reply from her crush.Such a nervous wreck it feels like my heart has shifted from its position just to come and engage in an endless tango in my throat. Who knows waiting for an email from an organization, and hoping the said email would have attached to it, a job offer, can cause someone to reach such a stage of anxietyI never bargained for this unnecessary migraine. I am okay with the freelance writing thing I have going on on Upwork. Though the income is nothing compared to how much I love spending money, I am okay, because it isn't much of a brainer. All I do is be a ghostwriter for some author or help write school essays and get paid. And all these I do from the comfort of my home.But my mother doesn't trust that I can su

Chapter 3

The Devil's Daughter /Maryam De Souza

Today, I woke up on the bathroom floor stark naked.How I got there, what I went there to do, and why the hell I am naked remains a mystery.It seems rather realistic to assume that I slipped and fell when I went to take a bath. Quite unlikely because I don't usually go under the showers at such an ungodly hour even if I am working with time for that day. But no matter how much I try to see it as less of a big deal, the idea that my body system is malfunctioning won't stop plaguing my thoughts; so since morning, I have been a little bit disconnected from reality.I believe a normal human being sleeps and wakes up on a couch or bed. But I, Adelina Marrow, decided the best place to sleep is the cold floor of the bathroom. "You are gonna hurt yourself, Adelina!" an alarming shriek from Mom causes me to jump in fright.My eyes snap toward the direction of her voice only to catch her dashing to me at full speed, eyes wide and aghast. Alarmed, my gaze quickly follows her line of vision onl

Chapter 4

The Devil's Daughter /Maryam De Souza

At 4:00 AM, I am in pain.And when I say pain, I don't mean ones that can get numb easily by painkillers or by having extra nap time. I am talking excruciating agony that knows no bounds.The ache is like no other. It's as though a dagger is latched into my chest or my heart is caught in someone's wicked clutch. Cold sweat breaks out on my skin. I gasp for air as my breaths suddenly become short, muscles in my eyes twitching involuntarily as teeth chatter like hail against a plain glass, lips trembling.There's a visible throb at the back of my skull, a callous squeezing on my shoulders and jaw, and I have no idea which pain to try and numb as everywhere seems to be burning.The sheets are bunched up in my fist, my face is pressed against the pillow as I struggle to fight the ache tearing at my seams, while I try hard not to alert anyone."Fuck!" I hiss in agony, tears brimming at the corners of my eyes and my hands fly from my head to clutch my chest when another agonizing squeeze wea

Chapter 5

The Devil's Daughter /Maryam De Souza

The pulpy smell of dense woodland gusts across my nostrils, the wet ground making slurpy sounds under my bare feet.The pillars of the forest dart past me as I scamper through the unknown, needing to run far from the man that's beckoning me to come closer.From the distance, I can hear the meows of a wildcat and the hooting of owls, the dark echoes a hint of doom.The wind slaps against my cold cheeks, cackling as if mocking me."Mara!"The darkness echoes impatiently and this time, it sounds closer which makes my stomach twist with despair. "Mara!"I regard the fervid rush of adrenaline coursing through my seams, the ragged beating of my heart trying to block out the strange noises of the dark as I pump my energy and dare to race with the wind."Come out and play, Mara!"A sinister cackle is released and the dark rhythm of it sends uncomfortable chills down my spine.I stumble upon a fallen tree and don't hesitate to leap over it, tucking away my surprise at that fluid stunt for lat

Chapter 6

The Devil's Daughter /Maryam De Souza

The sight of Romeo never fails to make my heart go into overdrive. Whether he is naked, fully clothed, or simply just bare-chested, with just sweatpants hanging below his narrow waist, there is always this excitement from within me that I can't seem to fathom.And walking into him leaning against his kitchen cabinet, chiseled abs on display as he sips lazily on his hot coffee, the feeling doesn't become old, it still makes me high, as if it's the first time.Earlier this morning, I woke up in a strange bed, wrapped in the strong arms of a stranger, with a devious hangover that threatened to split my head into halves.I didn't and couldn't even remember the stranger's face from the night before other than his striking, oddly familiar blue eyes. I told him it was a mistake and that I was under the influence. But the fool must have thought I liked to just walk into a club, get drunk and bang the next possible man. So he told me he had a good time and that he would see me again. I waved

Chapter 7

The Devil's Daughter /Maryam De Souza

I hit the sidewalk that leads home, and each sound my sneakers make creates an echo along the pavement. Power, adrenaline, or whatever it is charging through me as I dare to race with the wind.Running is my flow, the way my spirit always chooses to fly. It's my freedom, the only true moment my demon stays at a distance, a little moment of unchained happiness.A certain warmness embodies me as soon as the blue roof of my house stands out to me in the distance, the rays of the sun hitting my window almost reflecting on the chain around my neck. I am making a diversion toward my porch when something cold envelopes me, shooting invisible and chilling tingles up my bones."Rio fucking Tetrazzinni!" I screech, halting in my steps to direct a vicious glare at the boy grinning triumphantly, his sharp blue eyes dancing with mischief.I'm going to kill him."Sorry," he says, the corner of his lips lifting into a smirk, "Didn't see you there, DD."I don't know why but my next-door neighbor, Ri

Chapter 8

The Devil's Daughter /Maryam De Souza

I push open my door on my return from the store down the street and see Romeo still sprawled out on the bed, peacefully sound asleep.Sighing, I walk toward my dresser and sink into the chair before it, twisting my body to an angle where my right arm rests on the back of the chair while I watch him sleep.His face does look a little peaceful now unlike before, forget the slight tug of his lower lip or the gentle crease of his brows.I sit in that position, watching him as though I am some hopeless lover. Maybe I am. I find myself dozing off a few minutes after, only deciding to go and lie next to him when my head is almost disengaged from my body.I climb up and settle next to him, my back toward him. Maybe the way the bed winces beneath me announces my presence because the next thing, a large arm has pulled me against a bare chest, chiseled face nuzzling into my neck. Then a heavy sigh of relief.I am pulled into a deep sleep after that, though it feels like I didn't sleep for long a

Chapter 9

The Devil's Daughter /Maryam De Souza

I subconsciously draw my lower lip between my teeth, my cheeks heating up when he pushes my legs apart and lock a finger around the strap of my panties, pulling it off.His eyes glaze over, burning with dark desires as he takes in my pink pussy, wet and throbbing for him."Addie," my name rolls off his tongue like fine wine, "If your neighbors have forgotten my name perhaps, you are gonna remind them today, get it?""Got it." I grin, going on my knees before grabbing his dick in my hands, and jerking him off."Fuck, Addie!" he groans when my hands tighten around him, milking him for release.I move up and down his length, stroking him with much-needed speed. He grabs my neck, pushing my face closer to his before he begins to place wet kisses below my chin to my neck. As if suddenly remembering that my shirt is still a barrier, he proceeds to pull the shirt off, disconnecting my hand from his dick. I sit back down on the bed, leaning back, my elbows holding my weight up before his gaz

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