The Desires Of Diablo (18+) ☑

Prologue

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This book picks up where Ace's Secret Addiction leaves off. You don't have to read it first but it is recommended to start my books from the beginning.

The Devil's Looking Glass
Angel's Silhouette
Double Reflection
The Rise of Raven
Lusting After Lucifer
His Shy Sphinx
Ace's Secret Addiction
The Desires of Diablo

Eve

"Hurry the fuck up!" I snapped in the direction of the crew arriving on scene. "Does this look like a Sunday Social?"

The men ignored me as they rushed over to the mangled car, assessing the scene before jumping into action.

"Less looking, more doing!" I knew I was grating on their nerves, but I really didn't care. All I cared about was the young man that was stuck inside the burning vehicle. Doing my best to keep my nerves calm, I bounced on the balls of my feet. The mother and father were already pulled from the wreckage.

He was trapped, the back portion of the car caved in. I hadn't been able to get to him. I stayed out of their way as the firemen cut open the back of the vehicle, managing to pull the boy out. The moment he was out and placed on the stretcher, I rushed over, taking it from them and hurrying toward the back of the ambulance.

Life saving measures began and by the time we got to the hospital, the boy had regained his pulse. It was weak and thready, but it was there. Once he was in the hands of the men and women that I knew could save his life, I leaned against the wall, my body sagging as I sighed heavily.

Today was going to be the death of me.

I hated Saturday shifts. The number of motor vehicle accidents were always higher and that was when I saw more children injured than any other day.

"It's not a big deal." The deep rumbling voice with a barely there accent had me looking up as one of the firefighters was being ushered into the hospital by another. "It's a cut. I'm hardly bleeding."

"You need stitches Kill. Shut the fuck up and let someone look at you."

The man, 'Kill', odd name, was standing near the triage desk, holding one hand in the other. I had a perfect view of him and my oh my, was I looking. He had black wavy hair, almost curly, that was neatly trimmed on the sides, but the top was longer, a portion of it falling into his eyes now. His cheek bones were sharp, and his jaw was angular, he looked like he should be a model rather than a firefighter. As his body turned slightly, his eyes shimmered in the light, appearing almost white. Or maybe they were blue. His head swiveled as he looked around the busy waiting room and they were suddenly a greenish gold color. What the hell?

Moving away from the wall, I realized I was walking towards tall, dark and fucking sexy, almost like I was drawn to him. His deep voice rumbled again, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. A glorious shiver that shot straight to my clit setting my entire body on fire. His body was all hard and lean muscle under his tight shirt, the uniform pants and suspenders doing crazy things to my imagination.

What the hell was I doing?

Jesus motherfucking Christ.

Just as he turned my way, I quickly spun around, hurrying toward the exit and rushing through it.