Chapter 6

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Song: Bom Bidi Bom by Nick Jonas and Nicki Minaj

Devine's PoV

I glided down the halls, my tall heels clicked against the floor. A small smile played on my features, little did Devan know what I was wearing. He was in for a surprise. I quickly headed down the stairs to the ballroom. The mansion, no castle, Devan called home had a great number of crystals and gems. He had gold to offset the harshness of the blacks. 

My first response to the great set of double doors was to shrink back in fright. I quickly straightened my back and set a seductive look to my features.

I looked around and saw a tall handsome man striding towards me. His raven black hair was combed back and gelled to perfection. I let a small smile touch my face as he let his gaze rake me from head to toe. 

"Devine." He growled. 

"Yes Dev?" I purred. 

"Don't you think that gown would be better fitting else where?" He placed his large hand around my waist, wrapping around my tightened tummy, splaying till you could only see his hand. Pulling me into his side snugly, he kiss my neck. 

"No," I replied with as much seductiveness possible. "I think this is perfect for this evening." 

He growled low in the back of his throat. I smiled and quickly traced his buttons with my long elegant fingers. 

"You look handsome." I purred. 

"Baby, if you don't knock it off, I will have no choice but claim you in front of every man in that room." He nipped my earlobe. 

"Well Dev, you may just have to do that, cause my dress is staying." I pouted.

He sucked in a breath and closed his eyes. "Fine." He grit out. "But  Babygirl, don't you dare forget whose you are." 

I smiled saucily and the butler opened the doors. 

"Introducing Mr. Devan Valentador and Ms. Devine Bennet." The butler made the formal introduction as Devan and I swept down the large staircase. I looked out at the crowd and saw many people I recognized. Maybe if I could get in contact with Chris through them...

"Devine, my love." Devan whispered. "If you try to contact that filth I will find him and I will not hesitate to murder him." He smiled cunningly. A shiver ran down my spine.

"My darling." I sneered. "I would never dream of it." 

He smirked and we hit the bottom of the case. I could feel every man in the rooms eye's fasten to my curves. 

The lace, barely concealing my athletic build, did wonders for my confidence. I knew I had a captivated audience. I also knew they would do anything to get their sticky hands on me. 

I smiled and clung to Devan. He led me to the center of the room and put his arms around my waist and pulled me in nice and close. My body in full contact with his was painfully aware of the fact that the tall handsome man was holding me closer then any man had in public before was turning me into a melting goo. 

"Devine, baby you are so fricken gorgeous." He ran his lips over my jaw. "And they all know it. They are so jealous its not them touching you right now." I blushed and fixed him with a seductive stare. 

"I don't want anyone but you touching me." I hummed. His hands truly did feel amazing right on the small of my back. They felt as though they were meant to be there. His chocolate eyes held a lust in them. 

"Good baby, cause if anyone does, I will kill them." 

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