All Chapters of The Devil's Fire: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Althaia II walked down the last steps to the garden and looked at the scenery in front of me. It was set up beautifully, but then again, this manor was out of this world, and I wouldn’t have expected anything less. The garden was filled with round tables, each adorned with colorful flowers and large candles that cast a gentle glow. The small torches on the ground created a mesmerizing pattern as their orange and yellow flames danced in the air. Servers walked around, smiling and offering chilled champagne to the arriving guests. I grabbed a glass of champagne, giving a small smile to the guests, and went to find a secluded area in the back. I wanted to be a quiet presence and be there as moral support for Cara. I felt an emptiness in my chest, along with a lingering sense of hurt. I wished Michael were here. I missed that goofy blue-eyed man terribly. He could always put me in a better mood. “You’re looking a little sour tonight, aren’t you?” I looked up and met a man with short,

Althaia I was still frustrated when I made my way back to the party after changing. Not only did I have to use my teeth to untie my wrists, but I also had to hold on to my dress and make a run for it to my room. I was lucky I didn’t bump into anyone on my way. And Damiano made sure to ruin my dress by not only cutting it but also cumming all over it. He also left me no choice but to wear the dress he sent. After seeing it, I did regret not taking a peek at it earlier because the dress was stunning; an off-shoulder emerald sequin dress with a sweetheart neckline. It was long and hugged my figure nicely. The party was in full swing again, and people were dancing, drinking, and chatting with each other, forgetting what had happened earlier. “What a dress!” Cara checked me out when I reached her and Arianna. Since there had been a slight misunderstanding, there was no reason for me not to get to know her. She was his sister, after all. “That is gorgeous! But why did you change?” Aria

Damiano “You’re getting slow.” I slammed Rafaelle down on the training mat. He sprang to his feet and threw a sidekick towards my head. I blocked his kick, kept hold of his leg, and kicked his other leg as he fell to the floor. “All right, I’m done.” He groaned as he stayed down. “Your reflexes are slowing down.” I told him as I walked over to the bench and grabbed a towel to wipe the sweat off my neck. Rafaelle got up and chugged a bottle of water and slumped down on the bench. “I'm gonna blame the booze for losing this round.” “And your excuse last time? You’re lazing around.” I frowned. He might be my cousin, but he was still on my payroll, and I can’t have any of my men slacking. It was not something I tolerated. “Hey, I was definitely not lazing around with that blonde chick yesterday.” He put his arms behind his head and let out a bragging smile. “Don’t fuck anyone important.” I warned him. The number of times I had to get his ass out of situations because he fucked the d

Althaia “And why exactly can’t Michael come and get me?” I asked again. I was in his office, trying to knock some sense into that thick head of his. “I don’t like him.” Damiano gave a curt reply and resumed sifting through the scattered papers on his desk. “Well, I do!” His eyes snapped to mine, looking at me sharply. “Antonio will drive you.” “Why bother the poor man by going back and forth? I’m just going to my dad’s house.” I had made myself comfortable on his desk, watching him go over a list of numbers. “He will stay with you. For protection.” Damiano’s eyes narrowed on something written on the paper. I hadn’t wanted to disturb him and tried to leave earlier, but he wanted me in here. Besides, he had his hand on my thigh and I couldn't bring myself to move away. “That’s dumb… Protect me from what? My own father?” I wondered. He sighed and put the paper in his hand down to look at me. “I have something I need to take care of and won’t be there with you. With Antonio, it wil

Althaia I woke up when the car came to a stop. I peered out of the window to see where he took me, but all I could see was an underground parking lot. “Where are we?” I asked when he opened the car door for me. “You’ll see.” He pulled me to his side, providing me with some of his warmth as we made our way into the elevator. “We are in a hotel.” I stated as we stepped out of the elevator. I could tell this was a private floor as there was only one room. “I have an event to attend, and I want you to join me.” Did that mean we would share a bed? My question got answered when we stepped inside the hotel room. We are definitely sharing. And that may have made me feel excited about the possibilities. “So, what kind of event?” I asked and looked around. The room was large and much fancier than the hotel I had stayed in. Everything was super neat. It made me scared to even breathe in case I would dirty the air. I shouldn’t have expected anything less. He was, after all, a man of luxu