All Chapters of The Devil's Fire: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Althaia The sound of my stomach rumbling woke me up, reminding me just how hungry I actually was. I rubbed my eyes as I slowly sat up on the bed. I looked around with my tired eyes, seeing it was completely dark in the bedroom. I looked next to me on the bed but was met with an empty space. “Damiano?” I called out after him but got no response. I called again and listened for any movement in the house, but it was as quiet as it could be. Weird. Where did he go? I turned on the lamp on the nightstand next to me, seeing a small note attached to it. Come and find me. - The Devil. I found myself smiling at the note. Looked like someone was in a playful mood tonight. Either that or he got bored when I was asleep. I looked at the time, seeing I had been asleep for a good two hours. I scrunched up my face when I realized I had been sleeping for a long time and he definitely got bored. I was still naked, having me wonder if I fell asleep in the hot tub. It was too relaxing and I

Althaia We were still lying outside when the sky started to brighten. I pulled the blanket up closer to my chest while resting my head on Damiano’s chest, his hand caressing my back as I went back to admiring the ring on my finger. I was on cloud nine. I looked up at Damiano and he was already looking at me with a smile while he was playing with my hair. “I was just thinking when did you get to place such a unique order.” I said and held up my hand to show the gigantic oval-shaped diamond ring. He must have planned this weeks ahead to get the ring handcrafted on time. “I placed the order while you were visiting your father. I went to retrieve it when you were still sleeping.” “You can get it done that fast?!” I asked in surprise. “You can say I’m kind of well-known around here. It has its perks and things get done a lot faster that way.” Damiano gave a cheeky wink, making me laugh. “Right, being the biggest fearing Mafia Don makes you only ‘kind of well-known’. People hear the

Althaia“I must admit, it is some exceptional wine.” Mr. Roberts complimented as he tasted the different wines.Chiarina and Vico had done an amazing job in touring us around the vineyards and explained everything in detail on how they harvest the wine grapes and when to harvest them. I was so intrigued by it all and I got even more fascinated when they explained how they measured the sugar, acid, and tannin levels to base the style of wine they wish to produce.“However, I’m not sure if I like the wine bottles. They are a little dull to my taste.” He commented and took a look at the bottles. Damiano and I shared a look and I mentally rolled my eyes as Mr. Roberts had been trying to drive the price down by finding ridiculous excuses. Such as how he finds the wine bottles boring. And I found it hilarious how Damiano pretended not to hear him by checking his watch every time he made such comments. It was obvious Mr. Roberts wanted the products, he just didn’t want to pay the full price.

Althaia Since I had to attend an event that was taking place tomorrow, we had to spend the night at Nonna’s place. This also meant we still had to sleep in separate rooms because they didn’t know we were married yet. Now, I was in bed, tossing and turning as I couldn’t seem to find a comfortable spot. I was used to having Damiano sleep next to me. I sat up, let out a sound of frustration, and got up from the bed. An idea came to mind when I looked at the wrapped ring box I had. I grabbed it and shoved it in between my breasts since I had no pockets, and made my way to the door. I carefully opened the door and peeked out in the hallway to see if the coast was clear. It was as quiet and I thought I would take this as my chance and carefully closed the door behind me. I moved silently through the dimly lit hallway and made my way downstairs. I stopped at the end of the staircase and took a look around in case Nonna was up. I almost wanted to chuckle at how two adults had to sneak ar

Damiano “All preparation is ready.” Antonio informed me once we got inside the office. “Good.” I said and took a seat on the couch. I looked at the different files and pictures spread out on the table. I was now convinced each attack was connected with the other. But the question was how and why. “So, you’re confident he’s got something to do with this mess?” Rafaelle asked and sprawled on the couch. “I found a microphone in the pendant of her necklace.” Rafaelle sat up straight and looked at me. “And you think it’s him who did it?” He asked in surprise. “I know he did it. He told her she forgot it in the hospital. That’s fucking bullshit. She wasn’t wearing the necklace once we got to the hospital. She either left it at their house before they got chased or she lost in the woods. That’s what I was thinking. But when we went back to clean the house, it was nowhere to be seen.” I explained. “And suddenly it just happened to have a microphone in it.” Antonio commented and shook hi