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

AlexYou helped her? Wesley who came in with a file said as they walked into the board room. It was the D day, he was about to sell a private hotel to a buyer. He made sure they prepared their reasons and they were sure they would buy it.Axel loved being professional in all his ways, even the smallest details and the smallest ways."Yeah, they were having issues." Axel said as he sat down, he arrived an hour early for the meeting. He sat down at the table. A table wide enough to contain eight different people. But today, it was just four. He could have easily arranged for a small meeting at a restaurant but it was past 8pm and he loved late night meetings. He had always done his meetings at night.The round big circle table, with a room with glass walls where he stood, he watched the city with one stare.He hasn't given Wesley a reply, Wesley placed the necessary documents at the assigned places and stood too.Axel turned and looked at him. "Yes, I helped her. She needed help and I

AXELThat same night Axel was having the time of his life in his playroom. Four female demons were chained in their hands and feet but could still move around freely, their perky breasts were pointed and beautiful as Axel stood above them, caressing their heads and showing dominance as he made them all play with his huge torso with their tongues. In his right hand was a whip which he held strongly, his cheeks curved in a slight grin as he savored the sweet feeling of their warm tongues. The demons Stephanie, Isha, Maya and Martha were all his sex slaves and were to do whatever he wanted no matter how painful or uncomfortable it was for them. With time Stephanie and Martha strayed from the main goal of pleasuring Axel and moved on to licking each other out and seeking each other’s orgasms. Axel was unbothered over their little act since he still had both Isha and Maya. He was fully concentrated on Maya as he loved the sounds of her moans and the tenderness of her body. He lifted he

Axel A week had passed.Jasmine held on to her words and she meant it. Axel wondered if that was how they would end. He didn't hear her anymore either. Her soul wasn't at his reach anymore. He decided to reach out to her.Axel, who was in the house, stood in front of the mirror that he had. He looked at his watch and appeared normal and unfazed. But he had the same thing on his mind for the past seven days."Sir, there's a matter that needs your attention. It's a club downtown. One of your clubs. There are rumors that some people will crash it tonight." Wesley said as he walked down the stairs. Axel had a week full of drama and work stress. From dealing with his debtors to showing up to meetings. He was in his terror week.A terror week is a week where Axel is only about business and business alone. He would lock himself up for weeks.Wesley paused and looked into Axel's eyes. He saw how uninterested they looked. He wasn't sure if that was a yes or a no. Wesley had even been with hi

"Yes, you know since I started going back to work and getting home on time. Doing the groceries and helping out with you. I actually feel so much better than I have ever been." Jasmine said with a smile as she spoke to her fiancée. She felt on top of the world. "Of course I noticed that too. I noticed how close we have become and how vast the love has grown. You don't know how much you mean to me." Brandon said as he played with her hair and caressed it.Jasmine was comfortable, she didn't have a worry in the world. Yes there were moments when she wished her mother was alive but she can't rewrite the past. She cuddled and hugged her fiancée. The image played in her head like a cassette that had no more than one scene. She sighed. "Would all that be ruined?" She asked herself as she stared into the plain wall. "Okay okay. Relax jasmine." She said to herself as she tried to calm herself down. "I will just go up to him and pretend like nothing happened." She said and did a rethink

Jasmine.It was past ten in the morning. Her curtains weren't up, else she would have been woken up by the morning sun rise. She rolled over and over before she finally opened her eyes. A really long and tough debate on whether she would or wouldn't open her eyes but she did and immediately she closed them back and placed the blanket over her head. She wasn't in any way ready at all.She squinted her eyes as she moved around some more. She stretched her legs and raised her hands, she was surely tired. She moved again and closed her eyes. She was sure she was ready to be awake. Her head felt heavy, they sounded like hundreds of bees.She groaned again. It felt as though that was how she was able to express her feelings. She opened her mouth too. Having a morning stretch after a night of drinks is always a relief."I am never drinking again." She said with a migraine that took over her entire head.The hangover was one she didn't expect, she thought all the drinks she had had made a ma