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Second son of satan

"You are the only one that can make this happen. Take my virginity and all these ends. Do with me whatever you want." It is true when they say that 'anyone who goes around seeking darkness, will find the darkness and the darkness will end up consuming him. Or her.' This is the case of Princess Zamira who grows up with the knowledge that she is to rule her father's kingdom after his demise but everything takes a different turn after the throne falls into peril and becomes at risk of being taken away completely and the right to rule, lost. Everything is done to save the throne and the kingdom but every effort proves to be futile and now there is only one option left; and that is for the Princess to get married to an old tyrant king, Alvarez. Leaving Mira with no choice, she decides to go through with the marriage which is scheduled to hold at Alvarez's hotel. Before the wedding ceremony even began, Alvarez tries to forcefully have sex with her but Mira resists him and escapes. Without knowing where to run to that night, she inadvertently enters the suite of a well known mogul in the hotel and hides in the dark until the uproar about her search subsided. Just when she is about to leave the suite, she hears a deep voice coming out from the water, halting her and stopping every flow of life in her. "Who are you?" She makes a bold attempt to inquire of him. "I am Devile, and I am the second son of Satan." Came his fiery response. Despite the fear that crept in slowly inside of her, Mira has a little stroke of hope -- that maybe she has met him. The one who would save her from her unfortunate fate. But the question is; who exactly is this man and will he save her as she hopes or will he consume her with his darkness? ... WARNING!!! Erotic sex scenes in some chapters.

JennyBlaze · Fantasy
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146 Chs

Chapter 102 Spilling the truth

"I don't know what you are doi...ng, Devile but you have to--"

"I have to do what? Stop? Make me stop if that's what you want? Take my hands off of you if you truly want to resist my touch." Said Devile who was already in the heat of the moment, slipping his fingers in and out of her as he held her close to himself.

On the other hand, Mira was fighting a battle inside her head. She was torn between pushing him away and staying in his arms. She was torn between not wanting him and wanting him. Devile was such a hard man to resist. she hated him at that moment but she didn't want him to leave, she didn't want him to stop the things that he was doing to her -- the network of sensations that he was passing through her.

She buried her head into his chest while she was still figuring out what she was going to say to Devile. After a short while of trying to find the right words to say, it finally slipped out of her mouth.