"We shouldn't look for love stories where there are none to be found. And mine, indeed, wasn't a fairytale."
While working for Archer Marketing, my life was going perfect. No drama, no thrill or whatsoever.
But the day he "again" walked into my life ruined everything. For the world he was one of the youngest billionaires. Austin Angelo Archer. But for me, he was Mr. Bastard. And this time he didn't only come with his virile, pulchritudinous looks, snarky comments, dirty mouth, and his signature Lucifer smirk, but he also came with something that could give me everything.
A deal that could change my life.
A deal that could make me floating in money.
A deal that could give me everything I ever wanted.
All he asked was for one damn year of my life.
But not everything fell into your lap so easily, right?
And you shouldn't judge a book by its cover either.
"I maybe the villain of your fairytale, Eva, but what are villains if not misunderstood heroes."
WARNING: Contains mature/sexual content and situations that some people might find offensive so it is intended for mature audience only.
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Falling for The Devil (Devil in Disguise Duet #1)✔
28 Kapitel Abgeschlossene Geschichte Erwachseneninhalt
28 Kapitel
Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Erwachseneninhalt
I thought I knew what pain was.
I was wrong.
But at least, I got something good out of it- a person who protected me above all else.
Daniel Nicholas Castello, a charming but brooding billionaire who hated me before he even knew me.
He saved me from the world and so I mistook him for a hero.
He wasn't a hero, though.
He was the devil.
And I fell for him.
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"I have given you the freedom to do a lot of things, sweetheart, slapping me is not one of them," Daniel growls at me.
"Let go of my hand."
"No."
Both of us glare at each other in silence- neither willing to back down first. I should be the one to back down first because I started our fight, I provoked him and as sorry as I feel for that, I did not deserve what he called me.
Daniel's eyes shift to my lips for less than a second but its enough to change something between us. It's enough for all the anger between us to be replaced by lust.
"Let go of my hand," I repeat, breathlessly, but this time my voice is different- quieter and unconvincing.
He looks into my eyes again, leans in and brushes my lips with his. "No."
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