All Chapters of Contract With The Devil's Mafia: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Marcus looked annoyed. His hair, which was a combination of two colors, was left a little disheveled. It was usually styled to match his tall, athletic look. His shirt was a bit rumpled, and he was still carrying a large bag containing his favorite weapon—the Arctic Walfare Magnum, the latest series he got from Damian.Marcus was really impressed with the accuracy of this sniper rifle. He really wanted to use this weapon again, but he had to follow Damian's orders."You're wanted, Mr. Marcus," said a man in black with an intercom attached to his ear. The man lowered his gaze slightly when he met Marcus's eyes, but then looked away with a look of annoyance."Where is he?" Marcus asked, a little curtly. "Has Damian arrived yet?""He got here about half an hour ago, Mr. Marcus. Mr. Victor is also waiting for you.""Damn!" Marcus muttered, picking up the pace. On second thought, why not just let Damian and Victor wait for him? After all, there was no need to rush back when the person he w

“You really like this place, don't you?” she asked as she set down the cup with Miya's favorite Cappuccino Latte. Also, some books that Miya needed to review for tomorrow's lesson. Desi was told that Miya had to prepare herself to study Macroeconomics as requested by her personal tutor, Lidia.Miya's eyes lit up with excitement at the sight of the coffee cup for her. The Head Chef always knew what Miya liked as well as... “Ugh! Waflle with strawberry jam?” She looked forward to her evening snack.“I have your book ready too.”Miya immediately scowled in displeasure. “You're ruining a beautiful evening, Desi.”Desi just chuckled. “You should pay attention to the lessons you've left behind. I'm sure a nice quiet night will help you concentrate."Miya seemed to ignore Desi's words. She chose to sit back casually on the oval-shaped chair and put her feet up on it. Pulling up the thick blanket that she had kept warm while outdoors.“Mr. Damian is still in his office room, Miss Miya."That

“Enough..." Miya said with her head further up. She could no longer focus on one point because several parts of her body were being stimulated so intoxicatingly. Starting from the tip of Damian's tongue that loved playing with the nub of her vagina. Not to mention Damian's fingers that occasionally squeezed Miya's ass. Plus, sometimes the tip of the tongue was replaced by two of Damian's fingers which deliberately made Miya's pussy even wetter.“Do you like it?” asked Damian with a small smile on his lips. His eyes continued to watch how Miya's expression changed beneath him. The girl's face was getting redder and redder, her breathing was irregular, her chest was also rising and falling along with her slightly labored breathing.“Please... stop.” Miya pleaded but in contrast to her body's reaction, her thighs opened wider. As if giving Damian full access to do anything there. “Ngghh.” The girl closed her eyes tightly as Damian's fingers went too deep. She had to bite her lower lip to

“Can't I just ignore this lesson?” asked Miya with a pitiful look at the pile of textbooks and materials Lidia had just given her.“If you study them diligently, I'm sure Miss Miya will be able to overcome your difficulties.” Lidia smiled slightly at Miya's behavior. Since her arrival this afternoon, Lidia could see that the girl sitting in front of her had absolutely no interest in learning. Perhaps if it wasn't for her obligation to finish her education soon, the girl would still be playing around and not really care about how her education was going.The first time she was introduced by a woman named Miya Ashton, Lidia felt that this girl came from a well-established economic circle and was used to living in luxury. Although it was suspicious how the girl could end up in Damian's luxurious mansion, the difference was striking to Lidia.“But can we take a break for a moment? I'm tempted to taste the Pavlova that Desi brought for a

Miya was amazed. She couldn't stop being amazed that in the mansion where she lived all this time, there were large horse stables and a vast racetrack. There was even an area of the racetrack that led to the forest around the mansion. Not to mention that the horses in the stable are very well cared for. Making them look more dashing and very charming even though they were just horses.“Can you shut that mouth of yours?” Damian asked in a mocking tone. “It's like you've never been to a horse race.”“I've been to races like that, Mr. Sawyer.” Miya pursed her lips. “But it's mostly old men who like to gamble.” It was true, an experience that made Miya vow never to set foot there again.She would never have accompanied her father to a place where so many hungry stares were directed at her.“Does your father enjoy taking his daughter to such a cheap place?” Damian said without thinking as Miya shot hi