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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 · Fantaisie
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146 Chs

Chapter 145 Saying goodbye

Chapter 145 (Saying goodbye)

As Mira strolled through the sitting room, her gaze fell upon a captivating sight—a delicate basket filled with an assortment of berries and fragrant lavender gracefully adorning the glass table. Instantly, her eyes widened with recognition. She didn't need any further clues; she knew exactly who was behind this thoughtful gesture. In a flurry of emotions, her eyes darted around the room, searching for Annabelle. Overwhelmed by gratitude, Mira felt tears welling up. Above all else, she longed to find Annabelle and express her deep appreciation for the immense kindness and support she had shown. She could no longer keep the tears in and she began to cry. 

Devile was already on his way downstairs when he heard his wife sobbing.