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The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER TWENTY: I JUST HAVE TO PLAY MY CARDS RIGHT.
DESMOND’S POVI remember the first time I watched Valentina dance, it was at Don Carlos’ strip club, about two years ago, I knew she was special, anyone could see that.I sat amidst those drunk pot bellied slubs that Don Carlos calls his associates, I let their noise drown into nothingness and focused on her, focused on how the stage melted in her presence like she owned it, watched how the lights obeyed her every command, how we all gave her all our full attention.I paid for a lap dance that day, that was quite unusual because I don’t ever find the appeal in strippers and whores, I am not that kind of man but I don’t know, Valentina is different even the Devil agrees.Valentina was different from the other girls we could all tell every single man in that club wanted her for himself, it was probably the knowledge of how untouchable she was that prompted our lust even more.The rules were simple; you have to be satisfied with just watching Valentina dance on the
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE: THAT BITCH VALENTINA.
DESMOND’S POV“We should work together Diego and not fight each other.” I said. I studied him for a moment, tall, cocky, nothing special just nothing… it does not make sense that he was chosen to live a life of luxury from a very young age while I had literally had to crawl my way to the top with nothing but an empty stomach and a stupid drunk for a mother.“We could run these streets if we work together.” I added for effect, I watched his book starting to relax, watched him stop being so tensed… big mistake, rookie mistake.“In fact to commemorate our friendship…” I started then beckoned on one of my goons holding a black briefcase. He walked to us open up the briefcase in front of Diego Fernandez. Diego did not look as excited to see the money inside as I had expected, why would he be? He is just a spoilt child who had never had to work for anything in his life. A sorry excuse for a mafia king is what Diego Fernandez is.He remained calm and confident on
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO: MEET UPs
YARA’S POVLife is really unpredictable and paradoxical and crazy like a roller coaster spinning out of control, if you had told me this is how… how everything would go some years back I would have definitely resented you for mocking me.In high school I was what you would describe as a scwany little nerd; always nervous, insecure with a terrible fashion sense, in fact if a person’s dressing could kill I would have killed everyone who looked at me with the way I dressed. I remember always wanting to be the ‘IT’ girl, wanting to be part of the popular girls, girls like Maddie and Katie and my twin sister Zara. I wanted to be Zara so bad, she was the cooler twin, I was cuter no doubt but she has always been more popular because of her daredevil attitude, how she was never afraid of doing dangerous things especially if it would guarantee a shit load of attention.There was the time we started attending this really posh boarding school right there in Maryland, t
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE: HOW TO KILL A WHORE
DIEGO’S POVI could have sworn that he was there, my father, my arch nemesis, I could have sworn… it is almost as if he vanished into thin air, Or maybe… nah… he died, I killed him, I killed that monster, it was probably nothing. It has to be nothing I ended that fool years ago, now I have two other fools to end; Desmond Sandals and this bitch that thinks she can just undermine me without any consequence.I looked over at Valentina, she was staring at me, I could not really decipher her expression. I don’t really care what she is feeling, I just can’t get the image of her with that man out of my head, how could she?! How could she disrespect me like that?! How can she disrespect the reputation… the legacy I have strived to build for myself?!I tightened my grip on her wrist and turned her so she was facing me.“Listen to me you little tramp nobody disrespects me and goes scot free! You are going to pay with your blood for this disrespect!” I said through gritted teeth. I watched her f
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR: FUCK ME THROUGH THE PAIN
ZARA’S POV“Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.” I yelled in panick, this can not be happening to me, I don’t even know this dude that well, well I know that he is like the most popular guy on campus, that he is on an athletic scholarship, that he is pretty much going to be the next basketball superstar, that he is kind of a big deal and every girl on campus would not mind getting together with him so that they can be WAGs (wives and girlfriends of basketball players) apart from all these things I really don’t know this dude, I can’t have his baby! What if his family has a genetic history of diabetes or scoliosis or worse cancer! I meant have had a crush on him since pretty much forever but I can’t risk that. Nope.But why didn’t we use a condom! Why! Or maybe we did, yeah, maybe I am just being paranoid over nothing, maybe we did use protection and somehow I forgot, yeah, he seems like a responsible guy, I mean he has his bright baseball future to think about so he can’t just be out her
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE: A QUIET PLACE
VALENTINA’S POVI don’t know if I have ever felt as disposable, as worthless as I did yesterday, he… he was so different, so unreachable, so beastly and when I felt like I had somehow been able to scale through his tough exterior and reach the real him, I get tossed away like garbage.You think you know someone and sometimes you do but other times they become unrecognizable, like strange strangers.I watched Diego walked into the dungeon yesterday drunk, wild, rough. I was bounded vertically by two steel chains that laid horizontally each at either of my sides, I had been like that for seem to be a day, with nothing to eat and no rest, constantly taunted by the guard. This is the dungeon, it was built by Diego’s father, Raphael Fernandez but modified by Diego, the Devil.It used to have just a bared Steel exit with tiny slits but now the steel bar contains motion sensor that shoot up electric currents upon touch so the thought of escaping might be dangerous. I can hardly move without
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX: I AM PREGNANT…IT’S YOURS
YARA’S POV *You should come out with me tonight, I promise I can take your sadness away.* The first text read. The sender was someone I did not expect, someone I do not really know, someone I had hated for the longest time for reasons that are not even mine. *Someone is coming up with some clothes for you, if it’s not up to your taste, you can send it back, Then i will have someone take you out shopping* The next text Said.*I just want you to be happy Mon Chérie, I really don’t like that little frown on your face.* The last text read. He loves me! He actually loves me! I can’t help but smile into my phone, I hugged my phone and did a happy dance before going to lay down on the bed with my hand splayed out horizontally at my sides, I finally exhaled a breath that I did not know I had been holding.I do not know Raphael to be such a romantic, I mean he gets me gifts and stuff but Mon Chérie? He went a little French on me, okayyy.I got into the white bath room that was folded up in
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN: MY GIRL.
DIEGO’S POINT OF VIEW I can’t leave her in there, I just can’t but if I let her out without completing her one month sentence people would think that I have gone weak. I have spent most of my life trying to convince everyone that I am a more ruthless mafia king than my father ever was, that I am nothing like that weak spineless kid that could not bear the sight of blood or the thought of someone getting hurt. I have spent a long time building this mafia king persona, I have spent a long time trying to gain everybody’s fear and respect letting Valentina go will destroy that but yet again I just can not bear the thought of her being in pain. It has been thirty six hours since she has been down there in that cell and I have spent every single second of those hours worrying about her, trying to find out from my people if she is okay. They told me she what’s refused to eat, I really don’t know what to do with Valentina, I want to release her so I can stop being this nervous wreck but I
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The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER SEVENTY-SIX: MI AMOR
YARA’S POINT OF VIEW “Aren’t you going to give your love a hug?” He said. I hoped that I would never see him again, I hoped the day I walked out of his house would be the day I walk out of his life but apparently that ceases to be the case because he is here and I am terrified. I wish he would just leave! I wish he would just leave my life alone! Why do I have to go through this every single time!“Walter what are you doing here?!” I asked with a very shaky voice. I ran my hands on the front desk, I then held it in order to steady myself a bit.“You know I got lonely and decided that I don’t want to give you up.” He said with a smile. I flinched, what does this mean?!“You wanted a holiday, I gave you a holiday now it’s time to come back home.” He said. He has to be joking, I am never going anywhere near his estate ever again! I like the life I’m living now! I like who I am now! I cannot go back to being his puppet, his trophy wife who has no say in any matter. I cannot go back to t
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
