All Chapters of I Made A Deal with The Devil : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

I Made A Deal with the Devil.Chapter 31: pretended to be cold and ruthless .‘‘Hey—where are you going?!’’ Alexander tried going after them, but Amir stopped him, grabbing him by the back of his suit. ‘‘Don’t you dare try to escape with them, you sick bastard! You’re staying with me whether you like it or not! F-from now on, you’ll be my servant—and you know what? You’ll no longer receive any income.’’‘‘Amir…please…’’ Alexander cried out and collapsed on the floor from his frustration, ‘‘Fucking hell, what else do you want me to do? Do you realize what I’ve just done? I killed one of my men for you—goddammit!’’Amir quickly looked away and wiped a few of his tears, ‘‘W-whatever, jerk. I’m not trusting you from now on—find your men and bring them to me so I can finish them off instead! I want my drugs back!’’Amir only pretended to be cold and ruthless towards Alexander, because he was afraid of getting hurt again. It hurt him to treat Alexander this coldly, but he didn’t know wha

I Made A Deal with the Devil.Chapter 33: official mates .‘‘I’ll be a good husband...promise.. I’ll be good…’’ It was what Alexander kept repeating as he was now towering over Amir, planting kisses everywhere. To his lips, cheek, nose, and now on his neck. ‘‘God, you don’t know how much I’ve missed you, babe—your scent is driving me insane-’’A growl escaped from his throat, as he had his face buried at Alexander’s neck, currently inhaling his sweet scent and starting to nibble on his skin, near his scent gland.Amir just giggled and let the Alpha do as he liked with his body. Amir had missed Alexander’s skillful mouth and his hungry kisses anyway.‘‘Alexander…want you…’’ Amir told him in a whiny voice, still with his arms wrapped around his shoulders, pulling the Alpha closer to him. ‘‘You want me?’’ Alexander chuckled softly and gave Amir one last kiss before he looked at him.‘‘Are you sure? Do you want to mate tonight? Maybe tomorrow—you should rest tonight—’’ He figured to lea

I Made A Deal with the Devil.Chapter 35: tables have turned .Across the table Alexander grins at Amir’s games and leans forwards eyes flashing."Baby boy," he says softly."Alpha," Amir replies to him, his breath ghosting Alexander’s lip. "Our meeting isn't finished," He suddenly warns, voice growling; the men tense around the table, hands moving to their waists. Amir drapes himself on the table a low moan in his chest, his cropped top exposing his golden skin; he sees how the men look but don't look at the same time, too scared to be caught by Alexander. "But baby is bored," he whines, "want to play," he teases Alexander, watching him across the long table. "Come to Alpha sugar," he commands.Amir smiles and kneels on the table, crawling along the table he knows his skirt has risen and his panties must be showing, but his eyes are on Alexander as he watches him crawl towards him, eyes dark and predatorial. Everyone else remains sitting stiff, eyeing them from beneath bowed h

I Made A Deal with the Devil.Chapter 37: first rule .Amir and Nikolai don't queue to get in, they walk past the winding queue of girls in short dresses and men with gold watches and too much money hoping for a night of debauchery. A few people complain but one dark look from Nikolai has them shutting up. Nikolai knows the bouncer on the door, nodding quickly before they both slip into the dark, hazy club.Badbye is busy already and the night is only just starting.Then again, the club was always busy, nestled in the heart of the Kyoto, surrounded by strip clubs and casinos it always brought some of the wealthiest and dangerous men in the city to its doors, and why wouldn't it? Co-owned by two of the biggest names in Japan, Madrigal and Alexander had managed to forge a strong business relationship between their two empires through the club.Whilst many would have watched and grinned as the two leaders tore each other to the ground, instead they were shocked to see the two defy th

I Made A Deal with the Devil.Chapter 39: pretty, sweet Amir Roswell .Maybe it was the moment Amir drank so much he couldn't think, couldn't even notice when the glass of vodka mixer in his hand was tinged blue with hard drugs.But Amir knows for sure the night has gone wrong when he has his body pressed against the wall of the night club, and not for hard pleasure.One man's leg pushes between his thighs, hair fisted between his grubby hands, another grips his waist, sharp little nails blooming purple fingerprints against his fair skin, the other stands back, voice quick and sharp down the phone, gun lazy in his hand, and a pocket full of drugs.And Amir can't even say a god damn word.Body unresponsive, limbs useless and mouth numb. His mind screams whilst his body fails him.The cold air hits him and he gasps through numb lips, blue and tingling. Amir groans and curses his unresponsive tongue, his filthy mouth dying to scream every insult under the sun at the men that dared to