All Chapters of Chained to the Devil: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Clyde The moment I saw her on top of my jackets laying on the floor,my anger consumed me but as I walked closer to her , my anger disappeared when I saw how peacefully she slept. So angelic and beautiful.I moved a strand pf hair that had fallen over her face and to my surprise she moved her face closer to my hand while being in a deep sleep.My body burned for her touch,I craved her and wanted her soft skin to touch mine. I took her in my arms and I felt complete, like she was the missing piece of my puzzle. I put her on the bed and caressed her face. I felt the need to proudly say she was mine. When she moaned leaning her face closer to my hand again I almost lost it. I couldn't touch her without her consent. I might be a bad man, a very bad one but I had never harmed any child or woman. I wanted revenge from her family, I wanted revenge from her because she never loved me back more than a friend but I was incapable in front of her. My hands trembled and my knees went weak every ti

ClydeI left the house early before she woke up. I felt this weird feeling inside of me, it was like my worthless life finally had a meaning to it once more , even though I barely slept .I wanted that moment to last longer.She was like an adrenaline, I couldn’t get enough and her sassy attitude made me crave her more.The reason for me leaving the room was because she kept rejecting me and I needed her so badly that I had to return and kiss her.The next thing I knew,she was kissing me back, I lifted her keeping my hands under her thighs as her legs didn't reach to cross around my back. I threw her on the bed without separating myself from her body. I made my way to her jaw, then lower, to her neck and shoulder. Her soft moans weren't helping to put a restraint to my member inside my pants. I touched her body, my hands ran sinfully on her belly, chest, arms until I reached her hands and held both of her wrists with my hand on top of her head. She was shivering under my body, I could s

ClydeAfter what happened at Olivia work workplace,I grew jealous and decided to send Gabriel home and wait for her. I couldn't help but remember how that guy was looking and flirting with her. As I was sitting in front of her, her cheeks were still red from what I did to her. She tried to ignore me making herself busy with reading some papers. A message popped into my phone. The old one, the one that couldn't be traceable.Gabriel: "Boss, someone else started looking for you today."Me: "Who is it?"Gabriel: "Santiago Marquis, a businessman not involved in illegal business."Me: "Then we should make it known where Daniel Wallas grave is."I wrote to Gabriel. I didn't know yet why that man was looking for me but I would find out.The more people would look for Daniel the more difficult it would become to keep him in the past. We buried Clyde’s body with my old name on the grave, Daniel Wallas. It was only right for his body to have a grave and for my name to have a grave as well.I wa

ClydeSeeing her in that state hurt so much. Although I wanted to hurt her, I couldn't bear to watch her suffer. I caused her grief; I was the cause of her suffering. Her statement that she never got to express her love for me kept replaying in my mind. She lay down on the bed, and I was seated in a chair next to her."Daniel!” She woke up, sitting immediately looking around confused."How are you feeling?" I tried to not sound concerned."Why am I here? Why did you bring me here?” She spoke through her teeth giving me a threatening look while trying to stand on her feet but blinked and sat back again.I immediately went to keep her by her forearm, but she pulled her arm harshly."I ask you a question. Why did you bring me here? She repeated looking at me straight in the eye while I was standing on my feet."Should I have left you unconscious in the graveyard?" I raised my brow and sat on the chair in front of her again."Yes! Yes, you should have left me there because I wasn't done!"

OliviaHe opened the car door and held out his hand for me to take, but I declined and got out of the car by myself. My mother, father, and sister would be there, so even though I didn't want to, I had to go. The devil continued putting his hand on my waist, and as soon as I got out of the car, I nearly fell on those heels."Be careful, chipmunk!" He actually smiled.But what shocked me was the fact that he called me 'chipmunk', and it was the same sound as Daniel’s. No one apart from Daniel called 'chipmunk', and no one knew. It was between us."Come on, smile a little, there will be plenty of sea food for you to taste it and change your mood." He continued pushing me lightly by my lower back and taking my hand on his.And I didn't decline, not just because there were intimidating men with firearms at the party, but also because I was too astonished to really comprehend what was going on. I never mentioned to Clyde Harrison that I like trying new foods or that I enjoyed eating seaf