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100 Days to Seduce the Devil

[Warning: R18+] When Hate turns into Love... and Vengeance turns into Passion... Will he choose to start over with her? ======= Phantomflake's soul got separated from her body after committing suicide in front of her enemy, Nathan Sparks, the Supreme Leader of Syphiruz Mafia. She woke up only to find out that her body (which was in a coma state) was being held captive by Nathan 'the Devil!', who was trying to prolong her life. And what was his motive? To kill her by his own hand and torture her to death! Nathan has a deep resentment against Phantomflake as she was the one who assassinated the most precious person in his life. He wanted revenge! And things just got more exciting when a magical creature appeared in front of Phantom's soul, giving her a ridiculous mission in exchange of regaining her body back. "Make him fall in love with you within 100 days!" The flying creature said, pointing his small paws at Nathan who expressionlessly stood next to her sickbed. With her eyes going round, Phantomflake made an 'you-got-to-be-kidding-me' face at the flying creature. No way! That's a mission impossible! This guy loathed her so much. How would she do that??! ****** Excerpt: Nathan grabbed her by her neck. "Don't play tricks with me, Phantomflake." Nathan's cold voice reverberated inside the room, his eyes burning with rage. But Phantomflake just smirked at him, pressing her hands against his chest, her fingers teasing him. "You can't kill me, Nate. Just admit it. You've already fallen for me." With one swift move, Phantomflake pulled his shirt, closing their gaps as she crushed her lips against his lips. Surprisingly, Nathan just found himself responding to her. He lost! He couldn't resist her. ===== I owned the Book Cover (=";"=) Artist: Bea Cortez Join Author's server to get updates and announcements about the book. Discord link: https://discord.gg/WymeFaeQe

ellezar_g · 现代言情
分數不夠
889 Chs

Both of Them Getting Emotional

Day Twenty Four…

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Abigail traced her steps towards Nathan, closing their gaps. Upon reaching his spot, she kneeled and tapped his shoulder, trying to wake him up.

"Nate, wake up! Wake up."

Abigail could smell the whiskey. Nathan had a few drinks… or rather he was totally drunk.

Nathan slowly opened his eyes but he only glanced at her with a blank expression.

"Can you stand up?" Abigail asked him, pursing her lips. She hated to see him like this. He looked wasted.

Nathan didn't respond and just pushed her away. "Who are you? Just leave me alone… Argh~" Nathan groaned when his bleeding fist hit the cold wall.

"Tsk Tsk. What a stubborn man." Abigail clicked her tongue before putting his hand around her neck and pulling him up.

"Let's go to your room. I'll treat you there." There was no way she would treat his wound in this very chaotic environment.