All Chapters of Submitting To The Devil - The Devil's Snare - Book Two : Chapter 21 - Chapter 27

Bianca Niko was pissed at me yesterday evening. I don't know what I was thinking whilst packing away my clothes. One minute, I was looking at the skimpy garments, thinking how typical of a man he was, and the next, I was trying that one particular red piece on. I love red. Not only because it suits my skin tone but because it's the colour of my blood. Who doesn't love blood? So there I was, dressed in this lingerie that he obviously brought because he wanted me to dress up in it for him, and I stared at myself long enough to pique my ego, who absolutely fucking hates me. Dirty skank, she had called me.Should put an end to your sorry existence now and for good,she had continued. And guess where I fucking was? Yeah, in his closet with all his guns. I stood, feeling the silky babydoll skim my thighs, and I picked the two best-looking guns. I pointed the first at my head, releasing the safety before pulling the trigger without a second thought. I'll be fucking damned,

Niko Our wedding is almost upon us, and as I sit here contemplating my life and its future, I've realised one thing. I want Bianca. How long that'll last or whether the need will ebb away almost as soon as she gives in and allows herself to belong to me is still up for debate, but in the now, I want her. I wish I didn't; I wish I couldn't see a future where we grow old and grey beside one another with children to dote on in the goodtimesand a shoulder to lean on in the bad, but I do. And that's precisely why I ordered a pamper day for Bianca. We will marry tomorrow. Today, I treat her like my wife-to-be despite being cognisant that she might become the enemy again in the future. That said, I still have work to do and tasks to complete. Unlike Luca, I won't get an extended time off just because I am married. So I ensure to wake early, leaving Bianca in the hands of the girls from the spa in town to tend to such work. I've accepted the late shipment of weapons, redistributed the

Bianca The direction of my life dives down a major wrong turn this evening as I'm forced to practise being married to the man who's driving me up the wall. Emma, Luca, Niko and I are in the car with Mass, the fucking brute, driving us to Dimtri's home to fake our way through our wedding rehearsal. Honestly, I have no clue why I'm attending this godforsaken fakery because I've barely put effort into this wedding. Truly, if it weren't for Anna, there wouldn't be a wedding to attend. I have yet to try on the dress Anna measured me for. Ignoring the event for the last few weeks made it feel like this was a terrible dream that consciousness would break me away from. But here I am, sitting in the car, heading to attend the rehearsal of my nightmares. I had hoped to win Niko over by now, enlisting his help to escape Dimitri's demands, but all he seemed to do was work himself into my panties. "I'm not sure I'll last," Emma announces out of nowhere. Her voice wavers, her worry very ev