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CHAPTER FORTY-SIX: BACK TO THE DEVIL WHO WANTS ME DEAD.
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YARA’S POINT OF VIEW I could hardly sleep, I just kept tossing and turning on my bed, the image of them dancing played and re-played in my head, each memory more intense than the last. My brain added more details, details that had not been there, it added things that probably did not happen.I picked up a book, flipped through it as I tried to forget the whole scenario but the thought still stayed in my brain, my brain just chose to fixate on it for some reason. I wish I was the one that close to him, I wish I was the one he was touching, holding, kissing. I wish I was the one who had my hands around him.I closed my eyes and my brain worked its magic creating imagination where he is so close to me where his lips travels down my body. I arched my body upwards as I caressed by breast with my hand imagining that it was him. In my imagination his lips were on my nipples, sucking and teasing them tenderly. In my imagination his lips trailed kisses lower and lower until it got to the soft
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT: CHARITY CASE.
YARA’S POINT OF VIEW I undid the zipper on his pants and my hands slid in slowly I fondled the soft mold between his legs, his cock stood semi-hardened between my palm, I stroked and teased and almost immediately it became hard and firm ready to go inside my wet pussy, ready to satisfy me. His hands went to my back and undid my bra, I sighed in pleasure as his lips found my already hardened nipples.I threw my head back and moaned as he teased my the tip of my nipples with his tongue, I could hardly take it anymore, I needed to have his dick in my.“Do you have a condom anywhere.” My hoarse unruly ecstasy filled voice said.“Yeah.” He replied taking a little break from pleasuring me with his tongue. He got up from the chair he had been sitting on. With my legs wrapped around his waist as my tongue deep in his mouth seeking hidden pleasures he made his way to one of his drawers and brought out a condom, he took a break from kissing me intensely and opened the packet.At the same time
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER FOUR-NINE: DIEGO FERNANDEZ WILL BEG FOR HIS LIFE!
VALENTINA’S POINT OF VIEWThe mansion looks quiet like it always does except now this quietness, this serenity is a bit concerning, this quietness is a bit too quiet, like no one lives here, like it has somehow been deserted but I could have sworn that this is Diego’s mansion, I could have sworn that this is the place I have been for the past five days, that I have been here with him and everyone else.I looked over at Leanor, the woman who saved me from those thugs, we are now standing side by side trying to decide our next move.“I think we should go in.” I said as I moved the gate and found out that it is unlocked.“That would be trespassing.” Leanor replied cautiously.“Are you sure this is where he is? Are you sure your daughter is here?” She asked a little suspiciously.“It’s not trespassing if he has my daughter.” I said answering her first question and completely ignoring the other two. I walked into the mansion. It was Completely empty. My heart started to beat a lot faster a
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER FIFTY: SYDNEY AND DESTER…ABOUT FIVE YEARS AGO.
DIEGO’S POINT OF VIEW I saw the girl just today, Ava, Valentina’s daughter, she was flown in from her boarding school. I wanted to see her, I wanted to feel the pain, I wanted the anger to fuel my decision to send her to that dark dark place. That place where even the most innocent of souls become muderous whore.I saw Ava, Valentina’s daughter, she knelt in front of my throne, I was supposed to hand her over to madam Francine who was supposed to take her to the training ground where she would be trained to become nothing but a dirty prostitute. That was the plan, it should have been a piece of cake but somehow when I saw her, frail, small, innocent as she was I knew I could never hurt her. Her eyes, they called on to me, I knew I would have to protect her with my life, I knew I would protect her forever like a father protects his daughter.Not being able to do what I had originally planned to do to Ava made me feel weak! I should not be weak! I should punish Valentina by harming h
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE: I DID NOT DO IT!
ZARA’S POINT OF VIEWMy body feels a little off, I can’t explain it, there is this burning sensation in my lower stomach, I can hardly concentrate here in class. I watch the professor’s mouth moving, not really registering anything he was saying. I had hardly recovered from the shock of what happened earlier with that lady dumping the whole content of her styrofoam on me. I wiped the beads of sweat that was trailing down my face. I need to leave here! That much I know. I felt my skirt on my skin, it felt wet and sticky. I looked down to see the slouch from the coffee of earlier except now the slouch is a bit larger than it was earlier.“Argh!“ I yelled in agony! There is this sharp sudden pain I felt at my lower stomach. Everyone’s attention in the lecture hall is now turned to me. “I’m sorry.” I said sympathetically, even though the searing pain in my lower stomach was threatening to be the end of me. I held in the pain, wiped the sweat off my forehead.“Fuck!“ I yelled again. The p
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO: DANGER TAKES UP A HUMAN FACE…
VALENTINA’S POINT OF VIEWHer demeanor had darkened, her eyes was no longer sincere and translucent and trustworthy, something had changed, something that shouldn’t have. Leanor. She is no longer the friendly, nice, woman I had quickly developed a friendship with, a friendship that was a lot more like a sisterhood, a promise to be there for each other for as long as we both need, a lifetime if need be.We got out the car and into the house and she became different, it’s almost as if she reincarnated into something else, something mean and malicious.“From now on you are going to be working for me no questions asked. I don’t want to hear a peep do you understand?” Leanor said. She had summoned me to her office right here in the. The office was at another part of the house, it had a cool, somber vibe to it, a bit cold and unfeeling but in a sort of warm way. I don’t really know how to explain that, it’s like the soul of a wicked cold heartless person who pretends to be warm and nice and
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE: BUTTERFLIES AND A BIG TUB OF ICE CREAM.
YARA’S POINT OF VIEW The light on one of the elevator buttons blinked, we both looked at each other wondering if anyone was going to get in, no one did. I can imagine the relief Walter felt, I don’t think it was relief for me though, maybe if the person had gotten in I would have probably yelled for help and maybe somehow I would have been vindicated from this situation or it could have gone the other way and the person might have screamed in shock and fear at seeing the wrapped up body, maybe the person might have not given me time to explain and called 911 who would then find my fingerprints on the body. Maybe Walter would have then lied to the police that I am his accomplice then with the evidence of my fingerprints on the body I would somehow end up in jail.The bottom floor of the resort was completely empty when the elevator door opened, we walked out, Walter carried the body in the blanket on his shoulder towards the parking lot which was also diserted, this make sense since i
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR: CAN I PLEASE MARRY YOU?
DIEGO’S POINT OF VIEWIt’s been a long time since I have been out here in the country, how old was I when I was first here? Eleven? Twelve? I don’t know but I am sure it was one of those ages. We had always seen my brother Dester as our brother, our older brother not our step-older brother so when we found out about his mother we were indeed shocked.I feel like we kinda always suspected that he wasn’t fully our brother, I mean he did not completely look like us, I mean sure he had the signature Fernandez’s nose and emerald green eyes, and he also shared some of the other features that we had but he was also different in some ways, some undeniable ways. He did not tan like we did, he was way whiter we called him a ghost sometimes when we wanted to get on his nerves which was very hard to do since he was the kindest person, the kindest person I have ever known.We found out that Dester has a different mother, that he wasn’t our mother’s son when his own mother came back into the pictur
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The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE: REMEMBER THE TIME WE FELL IN LOVE?
VALENTINA’S POINT OF VIEW“If I help you remember you have to promise me that you would give me back my daughter.” I said and then paused a bit.“Regardless of what you remember… regardless of if what you remember makes you hate me more than you probably already do.” I added.Diego frowned at me, he thought about it for a while before sighing and finally giving in.“Your daughter would be yours again once I remember my past.” He sad, he looked a bit sad like he was sad to let go of something.I have to make this pact with him because I need to get my daughter back and I am not sure he would be willing to give her back if he knew some of the things I did five years ago.There are parts of the past I would like to remain hidden, parts I hope he never remembers, part of the past I still regret till this day. I wish he can only remember the parts were I was his girl, the parts were we used to be happy, went everything was going smoothly the parts before he returned from the ranch, the pa
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOUR: STALKERS!
ZARA’S POINT OF VIEW “I have to get married to Maddie.” Delvin said, his words shocked me beyond anything. What?! We are in a relationship! We have been in a relationship for sometime now, he said he loves me that he was willing to spend the rest of his life with me so what changed? I am fine being his secret girlfriend, I’m fine with no one knowing that we are dating, I held my end of the deal, I never spoke to him at the campus or whenever we were in public around people he knows, he said it had something with his father not wanting him to be with any girl that is not up to their social standing, he said he was going to find a way to convince his father that I am different, that he loves me and he is going to spend the rest of his life with me with or without his father’s permission and now he is here telling me that he is getting married to Maddie.As in the girl I had thought to be just his best friend, the girl he had convinced me is just his best friend.“I’m sorry Zara, if I
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE: I DON’T KNOW HER.
DIEGO’S POINT OF VIEW My dream does not make sense but yet somehow it does, it is kinda like my mind is starting to remember but somehow I do not want to accept something that my heart already knows, something my heart has already accepted. I know i love her, I get my heart has known of this fact since the day I set my eyes on her that day at the alleyway, she looked familiar, it felt like I had known her from somewhere like she was from my past life or something.If the part about her being the love of my life before the accident is true does it also mean that the part about her not killing my brother is also true? That can’t be! I know she did it! I saw the footage! What happened five years ago! Why can’t I remember?! Why is my brain so fucking useless!And now the only person who can explain everything to me has somehow vanished! I’m going to get to the bottom of this and who ever helped her escape is going to feel my wrath.I looked at Giovanni, he still looked as arrogant as he
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO: CHRISTMAS MIRACLE
YARA’S POINT OF VIEW I feel like a free loader, just staying at Blake’s apartment without paying for anything, not paying for the rent or groceries or anything and on top of that he got beaten because of me, it feels awful to be the reason for a person’s misfortune.I have been here for just a week and I already feel terrible, I should be doing something, I should be paying him back.“Please? I promise I’ll be safe.” I said for the hundredth time.“You can’t promise that Yara, he is dangerous, see what he did to me, I know him Yara a lot more than you think you do.” Blake said, his voice went sad when he said the last part. “I just don’t think I can stay here without doing anything anymore… i am tired of being such a… a leech.” I said. That’s how I feel like a leech, who takes and takes without ever giving back. I need to give back, I need to pay back just so I can feel worthy.Blake stopped arguing with me for a while, he went quiet like he understand where I was coming from like h
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE: FIRE ON FIRE
DIEGO’S POINT OF VIEW I woke up drenched in sweat, I did not even know that I fell asleep until I woke up, the last thing I remember from last night was watching Valentina look outside the window.I had a horrible dream one whose thought I cannot dismiss, it seemed very real, too real like it happened, like I was re-living a past life or something, it felt more real than even reality, I can still feel the pain of the bullet piercing through my chest, I can still feel how close I was to death, how the only thing that stopped me from slipping away was her, the girl in the pink ball gown, the girl who looks eerily similar to Valentina Sanchéz.In this dream I was dancing the waltz with this girl in a big beautiful banquet hall, I remember feeling so happy and fulfilled like everything I had ever wanted was finally becoming mine, I held on to this girl more closely, she rested her head on my shoulder, I had my hands on her waist, we danced like this until something happened, I don’t know
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER SEVENTY: MY QUEEN.
DIEGO’S POINT OF VIEW It is really funny… waking up handcuffed and tied up by a woman, there’s something a bit sexual about it maybe that’s why I can not take the situation seriously. She has that file in her hand, I actually thought I had gotten rid of that so when I saw it with her I was a lot surprised. Honestly, I don’t really care what she thinks about the file, I don’t think I would ever care what she thinks again, she just proved to me that she is exactly who I think she is, a liar and a manipulator.It’s really funny her spiking my drink, making me unconscious and then trying me up… I am the one who normally does that so this is definitely a new development. I look straight ahead at her, she looks frantic, very shaky, very unsure of her next action… it’s funny how hard she’s trying to hide her shakiness. I’m not really even mad about her spiking my drink and getting the handcuffs on me, I find it more… amusing than annoying, it’s entertaining really, I wonder what little mis
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE:THE FACE OF A HEART BREAKER.
YARA’S POINT OF VIEW I placed the hood of my hoodie on my head, I tried to blend in with the surrounding, I tried not to be noticed, did my best not to even make a squeak, it is really late at night and at this time the street gets dangerous, there was a car coming my way, the headlights was on almost fully, the headlights were pointing in my direction.I tried to sink further back into the bench I was sitting in, tried to disappear. What if the person coming tries something with me? There would be no one to save me, there would be no one for me to call out to out here in this lonely diserted street.I was literally about to run in panic when he walked out of the car… he being Blake, I ran into his arms with tears streaming down my eyes.“I was so scared, he is so dangerous… he… I don’t know what to do Blake.” I sobbed into his shirt, he said nothing but just held me in his arms.“Let me take you home Yara, everything will be fine, I promise.” Blake said and I totally believe him wit
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT: BLAKE NOT LIVELY.
YARA’S POINT OF VIEW“Who is he?” Walter said. his eyes were red with rage, his hands were balled up in a fist, his face was set in a frown, he was sitting there at the entrance room. I held on to the grey hoodie that laid over my gown.“What do you mean? Who is who?” I asked back doing my utmost best to feign ignorance, I am so fucking nervous right now!He stood up from where he had been seating with one of his legs down and the other one crossed vertically over the one that is touching the ground.“Don’t lie to me Yara, it never ends well for people who do that plus I like having you around so don’t make me do something that we would both regret.” Walter said ominously as he walked around me in a circle. I stood there frozen in place, scared half to death, I remember that night, I remember what he did to Olivia, I remember the haunting sound of her last yell, if he can do that to Olivia Reverra with all her money and influence, if that can happen without him been taken to court for
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN: YOU ARE MY PRISONER.
VALENTINA’S POINT OF VIEW I had to do it! He was going to kill me! His hands were around my neck! I could not trust him not to end my life so I had to use the Roofie I had in my back pocket. The drinks were all laid out there on the table, he left me alone in the room when he went to answer his phone call, I had to do what I had to do so I dropped the sedative into the wine glass and hoped he would give me the wine without the drug in it and he did and now he is laying unconscious on the bed and I don’t know what to do!Panicked, I moved closer to where he was on the bed placed my hand over his chest to make sure that his heart is still beating. It is, thank God! I sat there staring at him, what do I do?! I did not think this through! What if someone walks in! What if he dies from an overdose or something! Fuckkk!!! Why did I do it?!I paced the room with my hands on my head and worried lines on my face. One of the drawers in the room was slightly open, out of curiosity I pulled it
