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The Devil's Good Girl

A cheating boyfriend and a traitorous best friend had always been a cliché start to a story. Fil often thought those things only happened in such narratives. Who would have thought this same cliché twist would happen to her? Fil was a devout Christian who held marriage and marital fidelity sacred. She had been a very good girl from childhood to adulthood. But when she caught her childhood sweetheart slash fiancé and her best friend rolling under the sheets, Fil wanted to rebel for the first time. The first step of her rebellious journey? Getting drunk. After drowning her sorrows with the help of alcohol, Fil met the enigmatic Jackson. The moment her eyes met those tantalizing golden orbs, words slipped past her lips without any notion of the kind of situation she was getting herself into: “Will I go to hell if I lose my virginity before marriage?” His thin, red lips curled up as a glint flickered across his naturally sharp eyes, and he said, “Who knows? But I can bring heaven to you if you want me to.” ***** Jackson. A man shrouded in mystery and secrets, licentious to the core with zero morality, someone who had grown bored playing games with life. Until one fateful night, a woman suddenly appeared before him — a perfect prey for a boring night. Little did he know, a night with a rebellious wannabee wouldn’t be enough to quench his biological urge. Nor would he ever fathom the colors she gave to his gray-colored world. A good girl with dirty thoughts and a sinful man who had even dirtier thoughts. A relationship that started for revenge and to satisfy one’s need; was there even space for true love? How? When the man bending her down would nastily whisper in her ear, “You've been a fucking good girl.” **** As the two grapple with their own demons threatening to tear them apart, doubts would start surfacing in their hearts. Was this rebellion worth sacrificing her principles for? Could she truly find happiness in the arms of a man so steeped in darkness? And for Jackson, was redemption possible for a devil like him? And if so, would she be the one to lead him towards the light? Would she even accept his darkest secrets and the hell of his world? In a world where trust was a rare commodity and love was a fragile flame, Fil and Jackson would have to navigate the treacherous waters of desire and redemption. Would they face the unknown together? Or would they let go to save themselves from the impending pain of being together? **** JOIN MY DISCORD SERVER: https://discord.gg/gXCMQwmrGY Spanish translation of this book is also available on Webnovel . LINK: https://www.webnovel.com/book/la-buena-chica-del-diablo_29711041200202605 Portuguese translation: https://www.webnovel.com/book/a-garota-boa-do-diabo_29711057200204305

BAJJ · Fantasy
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"Did I cry so much? Why won't they stop swelling?" Fil muttered in distress, looking at her eyes in the rearview mirror. "I've been putting ice packs over it to stop it from swelling."

She sniffed hard, closing her eyes as she gently dabbed the ice pack over her eyes. Letting go of her anger and pain in her grandfather's graveyard had lessened the heaviness in her heart. However, her eyes were now swollen, as if she was beaten up badly. Although the ice pack helped, it was still noticeable. 

"Should I forget to visit them?" she wondered, reopening her eyes as she gazed at the nearby home in the slightly developed suburbs. "But I'm already here."

A shallow breath slipped past her lips, jolting when a sudden knock came from her window. Fil clasped her chest in surprise, turning her head to the side of her window. 

"Huh?" she hummed, manually rolling down the window for the other person standing outside. 

"What are you doing here?" a young man who was around sixteen lowered his head. "Sis, what are you doing out here… are you crying?"

"Huh?"

The young man blinked and blinked, and then he frowned. "Did someone bully you again? Tell me who is it. I'm going to beat the hell out of them."

"Eli…" Fil breathed out awkwardly, forcing a smile. "I'm not bullied, okay?"

"Then why are your eyes swelling as if you just sob your soul out?"

"Well." Fil cleared her throat. "How do I say it?"

Elijah, Fil's little brother, pressed his lips into a thin line and sighed. He just watched his sister ponder on what sort of lame excuse she would come up with. As if she was that talented in lying. 

"If you don't want to tell me, then I won't ask," he conceded, huffing his frustration to lessen his irritation. "Mom and Dad won't ask either, so don't run away."

"Huh? I'm not trying to run away."

She did.

"I'm just saying that in case you need to hear it. Mom and Dad will be disappointed if you don't drop by."

Fil stared at the young man outside the window, and after a second, she nodded. "Fine," she said. "Who told you I'm running away? Why would I drive here and then just leave? Goodness."

Elijah just shrugged, letting her believe he was biting into her lie. If there was anyone he knew in the world the most, that would be his big sister. To make sure she wouldn't just drive away, Elijah jogged around and hitched in the front passenger seat.

"Isn't your boyfriend rich?" was the first thing he said as soon as he got in the truck. "Can't he buy you a better car?"

Fil scrunched up her nose at her little brother. "He's my boyfriend, not my sugar daddy."

"At this point, I wish he was. This truck is old and I'm worried it might break down anytime. Doesn't he feel responsible for his future wife?"

"Eli, this truck won't break down." Fil clicked her tongue as she refocused her attention on the gears and steering wheel. "I keep a regular maintenance on it."

Elijah cast his sister a quick look before he looked away. Fil was parked just a few blocks from their home. Therefore, it didn't take a long time for them to reach a small bungalow surrounded by acres of land where a barn was also in sight.

"Are you okay?" he asked when they reached home and the vehicle stopped.

"Of course."

"Are you sure?"

Fil slowly set her attention to her little brother and smiled. Although she kept in touch with them, it had been months since she visited them due to her hectic schedule. 

"Did you grow taller again?" she asked, diverting the topic. "The last time I visited, we were already at the same height. But now, it seems you're taller."

"Don't change the topic."

"Eli, I'm fine. I'll be." Fil nodded at him reassuringly. "It's just… maybe I'm a little tired, and I missed you guys a lot. Grandpa too."

Elijah's expression softened, still assessing his big sister's expression. "If that is what you say."

"Don't worry. Let's get in," Fil chuckled, jumping out of her truck skillfully.

As soon as she did, she heard a faint call from somewhere. When she turned her head, her smile stretched as her mother and father rushed outside the house as soon as they noticed her truck.

"Filly!" her mother called in excitement while her father jogged down the porch to them. Elijah, on the other hand, glanced at his sister over the hood of the car. But he said nothing.