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

Lillian Four days ago... I fidgeted with the hem of my sleeve as I waited for the officer to enter the office. Oliver patted my shoulders." Relax, if this doesn't work out then we will fall back to plan B." My head whipped around to look at him." Plan B of Zayden pleading guilty?" My head hurts; these last few days, I've had sleepless nights trying to find missing pieces to help Zayden, coupled with the fact that I have to go to the hospital and spend at least three hours with Laura. Oliver sighed." That's why it's a plan B, so chill. Innocent people always get justice." I crooked a brow, a scoff escaping my lips." Oh really? Walter Swift was wrongfully convicted and sentenced to life imprisonment. Ray Twoler too, and then there's Kirk Bloodsworth. They all got sentenced to life imprisonment for crimes they didn't commit." Oliver rolled his eyes." All three people you mentioned got exonerated and got the justice they deserved." I turned my chair to face him pro

Lillian Just when I thought we already had victory. Just when I thought we could finally be happy and be together. Now, it all came crashing back down. Ten years! I blinked rapidly. Maybe this was all a dream, and I'll wake up anytime soon. But it wasn't! Jade tapped my finger, interlacing her fingers with mine." They are kidding, right? I crooked, another tear escaping my eyelid. The judge stood to his feet, ready to take his leave. I looked over the crowd frantically. The cops were already moving to take Zayden away. He lost his freedom because of me, because he broke out of prison to save me. No ...it can't end like this. We have to do something. I looked over at Oliver who seemed to be in a daze, complete disbelief all over his face. The next moment, I stood to my feet; if no one was going to do anything, then I would. I don't care if I was obstructing justice or not; my husband can't spend 10 years in prison for coming to rescue me from kidnappers. " Wait! " M

Zayden The days passed so slowly. I had carried such a heavy weight on my shoulders till this very moment. How did I survive these last twelve months in solitude and without Lillian? I spent my time being on good behaviour and obeying every single instruction the officers gave. Don't get me wrong, life in prison isn't something you should wish for. And it also isn't for the weak. There had been about two to three suicide cases each month. What kept me going was the thought that I had a wife and daughter to go home to, unlike my roommate, who had no one outside these walls. I don't know how he managed to crack jokes each day and interact with other inmates but his outspokenness gave me some solace. At least I got the chance to get my mind off my predicament and enjoy some good company. I did learn a thing or two from the people here. Half the population of Inmantes claimed to have been wrongly accused. I believed it because the guilty ones bragged about their crimes every chance

Lillian I don't think I can even remember my name. He had turned me into a hot, shuddering, and slippery mess.He pounded Into me harder than before and a loud moan escaped my lips. Drool slipped down my open mouth as my breast bounced up and down.Zayden groaned harder." Fuck....that's it. Milk my cock baby." I arched my back further and spread my legs out as far as they could go.I wanted to feel him deep in my cunt, so deep that I would feel it in my throat.He pushed his hard length into me again and I nearly lost myself." Harder...fuck me harder." I cried, the pleasure so thick and heavy that it made my legs quiver underneath me.A deep growl emanated from his throat as he flipped me around to face him." On your knees." He commanded, his eyes spitting a fiery fire.I looked up at him confused." What are you....." I didn't get to finish my sentence when he shoved my shoulders down and I landed on my knees.His cock stood outright on my face, inches away from my lips. I then un

Lillian Aiden had rejected my visit twice, he was making it hard for me to keep my promise to Zayden.I don't know if he was overly weighed down with guilt or if he simply still hates my existence. Anyway, today was another day to try again.This would be the last time that I would come here, and if he still refuses to see me, then I'm giving up on him. To my surprise, he accepted, and I was led to the visitation room that had a glass wall dividing my box from his. I guess that's how chronic criminals were kept. Aiden was brought in a minute later and the first thing I did was take in his features. He looked the same only that he had grown thick beards and had a few scars on his face.Why do prisoners even grow beards? It must have been tough there for him. He sat on the other side and picked up the telephone.I spoke first." It's been a while Aiden." He raised his eyes to meet mine, and for once, I saw the friend I had in him. The friend I thought I could confide in when things