Ranking 3 - Forced relationship 3 - Skeptic 6 - Age Gap 7 - Stalked Nights are not safe when the devils are out for hunting for their prey. One should know that they are not supposed to mess with the devils. They can be perilous. One is not supposed to steal from them, they don't forgive thieves. They don't allow you to mess with their brains, neither do they allow you to steal their heart. You did both, Desirée. And now its payback time. FEMALE PROTAGONIST Desirée, a 20-year-old orphan. Loving and caring by nature, which she missed in her tender age. A perfect combination of beauty with a golden heart. But her dreadful past leaves her scared and broken, turning her into a skeptical person. MALE PROTAGONISTS Demon & Romano, 29 years old called "The Devils in Disguise". Both filthy rich, elegant and audacious. Business Partners, more like sidekicks. Everything is common between them. The icing on the cake, both enamored by the same girl. Will they be able to impress her or will they take her anyway.

"Oomph!" The sound rushed out of my mouth as the door opened before I could reach the handle and my body hit a wall. I took a step back and realized that it wasn't in fact a wall, but instead a very attractive male. I looked up at his head to see a very messy, but sexy, mop of black hair on top of his head. When I looked closer, I noticed that his hair was a very deep brown that was probably often mistaken for black. My gaze traveled downward to his eyes, where I found two deep, ocean blue eyes looking back at me. My gaze travelled farther down to his crooked nose, to which I assumed came from too many fights. My eyes finally found his pink, very plump lips, which were turned into a sneer. "You have got to be kidding me!" His pink lips said in a very offensive voice. My eyes turned questioning as I looked back up into his eyes. "Whatever, lets finish this. I, Ashton Carter, reject you, as my mate." He, or Ashton, said with venom lacing his voice. He quickly turned and walked down the now vacant hallway with no glance back. Rejection? On my first day? The first person I make eye contact with at this school, rejects me. I guess that's how this school works, if the hottest boy in school rejects you, you're a nobody. So much for making friends, or mates, or whatever they call people at this school. I shake those ocean blue eyes out of my head and continue into the office to start my new life.