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Dance with The Devil.

Dance with The Devil.

Author: Lovina S.
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Chapter 1 No.1

Word Count: 1337    |    Released on: 31/08/2022

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ell me the truth, no m

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f your story is ac

e has been married to Valentine Romero for 2 years. But, what if the marriage he portrayed

s time will Valentine be able to cage her as

Devil. A Dark and

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led him

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as crushed and ruined. He has killed. There was blood on his hands. He carried that aura to

won��t hesitate to slaughter for them. Of all, he was Don of Italy and Valentine Rome

eeked of obscurity and danger described his cynosure. Still, she bared her heart to him and gave away the key to remission. In her light, when he basked, he encounte

ss, he came on his knees and cr

just a love story of a man who has

cing for the world. But for her, he

ol

me caged, Rome

wise stiff body jerk. The outcry wasn't ear piercing or traumatizing but laced with despair and longi

ning his love

n I tried to focus on those last words, tried to h

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dy, I failed to even shiver. The limbs felt jammed and stiff. Another wave of pain shot right abov

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tle. I can hear my heart beats clearly now as well as every ragged breath leaving my lungs. A bitt

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ed w

nded by magnificent white lights. The beams of Thor attacked my sclera in t

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Bile mounted my chest and I looked around in bewilderment. My shaky hand reached for the oxygen mask which was cupping my aci

room, it wa

s and medical equipment surrounding me. Needles were piercing my pale and bony arms. Slowly, I removed them one by one and tried to scurry away from the bed feeling sick and weak. My hands clutch the white cotton gown covering my body as I kept my feet on the soft carpet. Rubbing the e

dots started to appear in my vision and I blinked the eyes several times. Slowly, dragging my sleepy body to the large doors, I clutch the metallic golden knob and turn it. With a click, the doors opened escort

who was wearing black frock under a white apron, stared at me wide-eyed. Her mouth was open ajar and expression mirrored that of hysteria. The contents of the tray, she must be holding a few moments ago were spla

from where I escaped earli

take of breaths was heard before a navy-blue clothed man, standing in the middle of two, saunters forward, seeming shocked. I stared at his angelic features in turmoil as his dark e

he doct

eam. They were similar. Within no time, he scooped me up in his arms bridal sty

me on the bed gently and darkness starts to consume my mind once ag

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