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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 138 A vampire's bite

Devile led Mira, weak and disheveled, back to the safety of their opulent residence. A team of dedicated servants awaited their return, and Devile wondered from whence they came from. They tried to help him with Mira who they had no idea what happened to her but Devile vehemently refused. He wanted to take care of his wife by himself and they gave way.

As Devile guided his beloved wife to the cleansing comfort of hot water, his heart clenched at the sound of her trembling voice. "He bit me," she whispered, her words piercing the air with a haunting vulnerability.

The towel in Devile's hands froze in mid-air, suspended by an invisible force as he struggled to absorb the gravity of her revelation. His mind reeled, attempting to process the unimaginable cruelty inflicted upon her. "He did what?" he managed to utter, his voice laced with disbelief, fear and simmering anger, though he fought to shield Mira from his rising emotions.