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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
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT: BITCH!
ZARA’S POINT OF VIEW “I’m pregnant.” I said not even them the chance to get to their climax. He still had his hands around her waist she still had his dick inside of her. They stayed frozen like that.“You are my baby’s daddy Hunter.” I added with a sigh, one wild night, one freaking will night and now I am pregnant for this… this… this guy.“I don’t need this shit right now.” The bitch that was riding on him said as she moved away from him and hurried to get into her clothes. She walked out the door making sure to hit me on my left shoulder as she moved.“Bitch.” She said looking me straight in the eyes before she continued moving. Normal me would have said something back, normal me would have probably pulled her back by those her braids fed her with series of blows and then dared her to repeat that word but I have changed now, I am about to become a mother, Damn! I have to be mature, I guess that means no more fighting, bitching and whoring around for me anymore.I watched Hunter a
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE: HER HAND IN MINE.
DIEGO’S POINT OF VIEW “I’m sorry, Valentina.” I said, she looked a bit taken aback.“I’m sorry for everything.” I said as I moved closer to her, I just was to hold her close, to tell her that everything will be better from now on that I would act better. I want to tell her that she means a lot more to me than she would ever know.I reached out to hold her hand in mine.“Don’t you dare touch me.” she said angrily. She had a nasty red mark on her wrist, the mark was where the cuffs had been. I really shouldn’t have! I don’t think I would ever forgive myself for hurting her like that but yet again why do I care so much? I never used to care about any of the other whores why is she different? Why do I care about the mark on her wrist? Or about the fact that she is hurt? Why did I get so jealous when I watched her with that man? Why did I have my people beat up that Desmond Sandals? Why do I care what she does with her life? I never used to care. God this is so complicated!“Give me a c
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER THIRTY: I KNOW WHAT HAPPENS ON THE ISLAND.
YARA’S POINT OF VIEW I saw my door knob move and I immediately flinched, I knew I had to leave Diego’s apartment, someone was watching me there and I did not feel safe. How did Raphael know so quickly? What is he going to do to me? I knew I had to leave town quickly so I rushed over to the apartment I share with my sister, the apartment that has been mine solely since our last fight, since the last time I saw her around.I can’t even remember what the fight was about, we have been fighting for as long as I can remember, I am the one who apologizes even when I know she is the wrong one, I guess I decided not to do that anymore and so like Justin Bieber said ‘we don’t talk anymore’. I searched my whole closet looking for it, where the fuck is it! It is the one thing that might save me, or get me killed but yet again it is my only shot at staying alive. All my clothes were laying scattered on my bed and on the floor as I searched frantically, where the fuck is it! Where is that flash
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE: SUNNY RAIN
VALENTINA’S POINT OF VIEW The wind was blowing a little more than normal, it looks like rain is about to fall, the weather is little bit confused, it had been really sunny in the morning, very early in the morning then rain started to fall, then it got sunny again now its windy, it is like the weather feels the same way I do, confused, what does he want this time? Why did he apologize and then make his people literally kidnap me?“Ma’am do you want me to put on some music? What do you like? Ariana grande? Beyoncé?” He asked.I shook my head.“I’m fine.” I said. I quite like how quiet the car is, I like how empty the road is, I like the way the wind is whooshing in to the car through my opened window. I stretched my hand out the window and caught a droplet of rain, I did what Sydney and I used to do when we were younger, I closed my palm over the rain drop and made a wish then kissed my closed fist and opened my fist and watched the water fall down from my palm.Diego and I used to do
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO: TOTALLY FUCKABLE
VALENTINA’S POINT OF VIEW We got to the front of a building that looked a bit abandoned, no not the scary sort of abandoned, no not that type, the building was anything but scary, it looked sophisticated, well taken care of from the outside.Greg drove to the front of the gate and then parked the car without entering into the building.“He is waiting for you in there.” Greg said as he opened the door to the passenger seat of the car for me. I walked out.“Thanks.” I said I said to him as I stood there a little confused about how to open the gate. It was different from all the gates I had seen before, it had no handle or clear point where it can be opened from.“Just place your thumb on that point over there” Greg said as if sensing my confusion. I placed my thumb on the part he had pointed to, a green light came on after it was done processing my thumb print, it opened and I walked into the compound with my heart beating fast wondering what Diego wants from me. I am scared to find ou
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE: I PREFER YOU WITHOUT CLOTHES THOUGH.
VALENTINA’S POINT OF VIEW “Wake up, we would have to be on our way in about thirty minutes.” Diego said, he looked like a model off duty sitting on that couch with his hair looking a bit scattered and cute and messy like a model straight out of Calvin Klein’s runway collection. One of the strands of his hair got into his eyes he brushed it off with his hand, before placing his hand thoughtfully under his chin. I robbed my eyes with the back of my palm as I tried to get used to being awake, I remember coming into this room last night, I remember Amelia the really nice house keeper showing me the way to this room, I however do not remember when Diego got here, he wasn’t here when I fell asleep.The bright morning sun was pouring in through the opened window.“What time is it?” I asked with a groggy sleepy voice, I combed my hair out with my fingers, I am sure I look horrible right now, I always look not so great in the morning, I do not my morning face that much now Diego has seen it
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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
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX: OVER AND OVER AGAIN.
DIEGO’S POINT OF VIEW Sometimes life hits you with an unexpected presence, you ask for one person and it provides you with that person and the one person you never knew you wanted to see, I looked at Valentina without the face covering, she looked innocent with her eyes closed and her hands balled into a fist, nobody would ever believe that this innocent looking Angel is nothing but a murderer, that she is so fake, nobody would believe that this innocent look is nothing but a façade, a charade to hide the real untrustworthy blood sucker that she is.I was genuinely surprised to have her in my presence, I had only sent for Giovanni, that weak spineless bastard who had disrespected my cousin, I wanted to teach him a lesson, I am still deciding if I should just maim him or kill him, I am leaning more towards killing him so that Isla can find another replacement, maybe the one Isla finds for my cousin Leilani would be much better and if he isn’t his body would be burnt up just like Giova
The devil’s new plaything CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE: WE MEET AGAIN VALENTINA!
VALENTINA’S POINT OF VIEW Maybe Leanor decided to kidnap Giovanni a lot earlier than tomorrow? But why then didn’t she let me in on her plan? I am confused about all this, I shouldn’t have been kidnapped with them! The plan was to get him alone and somehow get him to the docks and Leanor’s guys will already be there to take over! And it was supposed to happen tomorrow not today! The models were not meant to be kidnapped, nobody else was supposed to get hurt just Giovanni.I almost leaned over to tell the masked men that there had been some kind of mistake! That Leanor had clearly instructed that only Giovanni be kidnapped, I was about to inform them of their mistake when I heard one of them say.“Master Diego wants them to be there really soon, he would not tolerate any delays.” The masked man said. I literally froze, Diego? How did he know where I was? Is he monitoring me? What does he want from me? Is he going to kill me this time? Has he somehow decided to let me have my daughter
