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CHAPTER NINE: I WILL NEVER HURT YOU
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DIEGO’S POVHis death will be quick, I will tell them to make it as quick as possible, he is my brother so that is the least I can do. I watched as they tied Damian to a pole at the slaughter ground in front of the mansion. We all sat on high up stadium seat, he stood beneath us struggling, his eyes was blindfolded.Damian struggled but of course he cannot fight off five hefty men.I looked over at Valentina who was sitting next to me, she had her eyes behind her palm, trying to avoid the sight of Damian being killed. I felt angry starting to brew within me, does she like him? Is that why she doesn’t want to see him hurt?“If you look away even for one second, I will slit your throat.” I said, enraged. She has her own punishment coming, I would like to watch her suffer for choosing to still stay with Damian even when she got better from the gunshot wound.They are both traitors, traitors deserve no mercy. After Damian was bounded to the pole, five loade
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER ELEVEN: DON’T YOU DARE
VALENTINA’S POVThe blue room is everything its name suggests, icy, freezing cold, with soulless blue walls that look like they were built with ice block. I wrapped my arm around my body to try to stop myself from freezing, Diego’s goons that had brought me here had a lot more layers of clothing on, they had the most unreadable expressions on. I was still fully clothed but I could feel my insides starting to freeze up, I could easily become ice, my teeth clattered, I’m sure my skin has a ghostly white coloration to it.“Take off all of your clothes.” One of them ordered. He had a bored expression on his face like he has done this a lot of times that it has gotten exhausting.I hesitated. I’m not sure I heard him right! This place is already as cold as the pacific with my clothes on! I’m going to die go sure!I still stood there. No?“I said take off your clothes bitch!” The man yelled, hitting me across the face. My lips felt sore and moist, I touched it a
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER TWELVE: SHE MIGHT BE THE END OF ME
DESMOND’S POVI thought destroying Diego Fernandez would be very difficult but as it stands, I don’t even have to do so much. I just have to insert my own players into the game and watch as they bring him to his knees in front of my throne. He has to pay for making me an outcast in my father’s kingdom, they all have to. I began with Damian, that pathetic idiot stood no chance, I knew I could bring him down using that girl Valentina as his trap, as soon as I saw the love in his eyes immediately he set his eyes on her… I knew I had gotten him where I wanted his, I knew she would help me get rid of him. That sick bastard, I actually feel like I did a good things for him. I wanted to set him free.Although now he actually isn’t dead yet, it sure seems like he is. He is nothing but a paralyzed vegetable now. Hahaha!! Sweet revenge! Diego next then the king himself Raphael Alexandro Fernandez, my father who has never acknowledged me as his….
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER THIRTEEN: HE OWNS ME
YARA’S POVI want him more than I have ever wanted anyone or anything before in my life, he is my cocaine, my addiction, I can’t do anything about this desire.Ever since that day I met Raphael Fernandez seated in my father’s study with his legs on table and his hands resting thoughtfully on his chin, every since the first day he fucked me hard on his coffee table banging his big hard dick in to my pussy like he owns it, he became my whole world, my first priority.Nothing else had matter to me than making daddy happy, I can die and kill for Raphael Fernandez, I mean I pretty much killed my own father yesterday just so Raphael can get his revenge on that jerky son of his.“Get over here you little slut.” Daddy said. I like the sound of it. I moved over to where he was standing as quickly as I could.“You know the drill Yara, clothes off, get on your knees arms stretched backwards.” Daddy said, I nodded as I tried hard to stop my self from squealing in blatant
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YARA’S POV “I’m sorry about your father’s death, things were not supposed to go that way really… I did not think those rogues would kill him.” Raphael said as he buttoned up his shirt. “He had it coming to him.” I shrugged. I’m happy my father is dead, the man did not deserve to live, I had to make sure that he would not survive the raid by Diego’s men, I did this by emptying up all his bank accounts so he would appear broke. I knew they would kill him because they would figure that a broke ass like him cannot pay them. I gave most of the money out to charity. I have a lot more money than I can ever spend, Raphael Fernandez has made sure of it. I am his little slut after all. I wonder what my father would have done if he had found out that his best friend was fucking his favorite daughter. That would have killed him faster. “Well I have to return to my house. I have a seminar to give by six.” Raphael said as he checked his Rolex watch. Raphael’s
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER FIFTEEN: I AM DESMOND FERNANDEZ
YARA’S POVRaphael dropped me off at the street before the one my apartment is at, we have to be discreet, nobody can know about our connection/ relationship, that would ruin everything.Raphael has always been very discreet about us, I don’t know if i like that. Sometimes I want to tell someone about this wonderful man in my life but I can’t, I can’t even tell my best friend Bex but I know why Raphael always wants to keep us a secret, it is because not everybody is kind hearted, people are cruel and judgmental and mean, they will not understand a relationship between a twenty-two year old woman and a man more than two times her age. They will not understand this relationship I have with this man Raphael who also happens to be my godfather and fine art professor. They will not understand that Raphael is different from those gross older men who like to prey on younger women. They don’t understand us, so I can’t tell.It was heard to keep my relationship with
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER SIXTEEN: MY DIEGO
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The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: Mr. STRANGER
VALENTINA’S POV“Why would you do that?” I asked Diego, I little bit angry but a lot more hurt. Why would he just render my efforts worthless like that? Who gave him the right to meddle in my life that way? To just do whatever he wants with my life and every single in it?“You know you don’t have to work Valentina, I provide everything you need.” He replied flippantly as he casually took off his shirt and tossed it into the laundry basket for the housekeeper to attend to later.I can’t focus with his insanely toned abs and chest on full display. I swallowed hard as I stared down at him before forcefully tearing my eyes away. He smiled. This idiot knows what he is doing.“Can you please put on a shirt, I am trying to talk to you.” I said still averting my gaze.“And why would I do that.” He replied as he pulled my face to him. He was so close…too close, I could almost taste him, my thirsty ass was probably starting to drool.“I guess I will just talk to you some o
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