All Chapters of The Devil's Obsession : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I did as Saint had ordered, peeling my clothes off my body and letting it fall to the floor. Last night had unlocked something in me, something that couldn't last without the feel of Saint's hands against my skin. A raging fire that threatened to burn me badly. And oh, how I do love playing with the flames. It was as if something had been freed inside me, something I had locked up all this time while I was with Daniel. I had been reluctant about last night, but it was surprisingly not as painful as I expected my first time to be. I stared up at Saint in anticipation, waiting for his next order. Saint walked up to me in mindful steps, wrapping his arms around my throat and pulling me to him. Our lips connected in a fiery passion, his tongue diving into my mouth and exploring. I instantly wrapped my arms around him, my hands roaming around his body. I could feel my core throbbing, my pussy dripping and I wondered if he felt my desire for him. Does he feel the same thing I felt

"Santino!" I gasped as I pushed up from the bed, breathing heavily. My chest heaved up and down as I panted, my body covered in sweat. It seemed like I had a nightmare, but who is Santino? The name Santino rang a bell in my head but I couldn't quite place a finger on who he was. He seemed to be one of the people I had forgotten, just like Saint and Natalie. And how did I get to the bed? I wondered, turning to look at Natalie who was still asleep. My head ached terribly as I tried to remember what I did last because I couldn't recall getting on this bed and falling asleep. It seemed like Natalia had been with me since then; her soft breaths echoed through the room, an indication that she was fast asleep.That's right. We were talking to Saint about the mole when Lucas came in. He claimed he was my boyfriend because I was mad at Saint and blamed Saint for what happened to me that way. I tried to remember that particular day, but I was unable to, and then I passed out. But could

_Micini's POV_I had gone to Natalie's room immediately after that, Luca not letting me go see Saint like I wanted to. He kissed my forehead before I went into the room, but for some reason, I didn't get butterflies like I should have. It felt different from when Saint touched my skin and I didn't like it. I pushed open the door slowly, worried that Natalia would be awake but luckily for me her legs were sprawled out on the bed as she snored lightly. I smiled a little at the sight, her comfort never failing to amuse me. I immediately walked to the bed, pushing her legs aside and lying down next to her. The warmth of the blankets wrapped around me and I tried my best to sleep but I was unable to. My thoughts ran at a thousand miles per hour and I struggled to stop them. Luca's kiss on my forehead lingered in my mind. He said we were dating before I lost my memories, then I must have had some kind of feeling for him. Then why didn’t I feel the same as when Saint had missed me.

I leaned against the wall, my chest still heaving from what happened with Saint.What was he trying to gain by doing that?Wasn't it bad enough that I was already conflicted?He just had to come and make me feel things I didn't want to feel.And the look he had given me, 'You belong to me.' But I was with Luca now, why doesn't he understand that?!'But Lucas doesn't make your heart race just like he does.' That tiny voice in my head said and I knew it was right.But still, what had I done? Luca is the one I'm dating, not Saint.I shouldn’t have let him touch me. Worse, I shouldn’t have wanted it. Yet, I had stood here silently, still wanting more.A lump formed in my throat as I slid down the wall, resting my head against my knees.I didn't go through all these problems while I was with Daniel.I don't recall what he had done to me these past two years that I had forgotten, but I'm certainly giving relationship advice to the boy I liked wasn't going to be one.Heck, if Daniel found o

I walked down the hallway, my mind filled with confusion and guilt. I had left Luca's room in a rush after kissing him, I couldn't stand seeing the look on his face when I broke off our kiss. To me, it felt as if I was deceiving him, and maybe I was. I had kissed him less than thirty minutes after his brother touched me and I felt dirty. The kiss with Luca still lingered on my Lips but it didn't feel right. Not in the way it should have. Not in the way it felt with Saint.And for some reason, my thoughts kept spiraling back to Saint; I couldn't forget the way he looked at me when I was with his brother.Like I had betrayed him.Why does he have this effect on me? I chose Luca... didn't I?And besides, Saint had Ciara so it really shouldn't matter much. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going.At that moment I just needed to escape and clear my head to figure out what the hell I was doing.Before I realized it, the mansion's familiar corridors gave way to unfamiliar doors