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Chapter Eleven: The Woman In Red

مؤلف: Lia Voss
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-05-12 17:26:43

Elena

She was beautiful.

That was the first thing I thought when Sofia Moretti walked into the dining room, which was deeply unhelpful and something I immediately resented.

She was tall and dark-haired and wore red the way women wear it in films, like the colour had been invented specifically for her. She moved like someone who had never once in her life wondered if she was allowed to be somewhere.

I found out who she was from the way Alessandro stood when she entered.

He did not stand for anyo
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  • The Devil's Possession    Chapter Fifty Four: What Do I Do With Her?

    AlessandroI stared at Malachai across my desk and for a moment, I thought I had misheard him. The room was silent except for the ticking of the clock on the wall and the distant hum of traffic outside. His black eyes did not blink. His face did not move. He sat there like a statue, like death itself had decided to pay me a visit.Then I laughed.The sound came out cold and sharp, bouncing off the walls and filling the room with something that was not humor. It was the laugh of a man who had heard a joke so ridiculous that there was no other response."You came all the way from your hole in the ground," I said, leaning back in my chair, "to ask me to sell you something that is not for sale?"Malachai's expression did not change. "Everything is for sale, boy. You just have not heard the right price yet.""Do not call me boy.""You are a boy to me." His voice was low and smooth, like oil on water. "I was destroying empires while you were still learning to wipe your own ass. Do not forge

  • The Devil's Possession    Chapter Fifty Three: Why Was He So Nonchalant

    ElenaAlessandro was getting closer. I braced myself for what he was going to do to me. I gripped the sheets so tightly that if they had not been made of expensive fabric, they would have torn.But then his eyes seemed to clear.The darkness and the hunger were gone, replaced by something I could not name. He looked at me for a long moment. Then he bent down, picked up his robe, and left without looking back.I let out a whimper as the door shut.That was close. I had been so scared. But why did he change his mind? Not that I wanted anything to happen. I would rather die. But his sudden resignation was questionable.I took deep breaths to calm my racing heart.Then I stood up. Maybe he would let me go out. When I reached the door, I tried the handle. It was locked. Who was I kidding? I was locked and alone in this massive room that was big enough to be a city.I walked around. I touched his things. I opened drawers and found nothing interesting. Just papers and pens and a gun. I close

  • The Devil's Possession    Chapter Fifty Two: You Are Far Away From Your Territory

    AlessandroI moved toward her. Each step felt heavier than the last. My body was screaming at me to go faster, to close the distance, to take what was mine. My head was winning the war, pulling me forward like a tide I could not resist.But then she backed away.Her body slid across the mattress, pushing herself toward the headboard, her hands gripping the duvet like it was the only thing keeping her alive. Her eyes were wide. Her lips were trembling. Her whole body was shaking.And I saw the fear.Not the fake fear that whores put on to make men feel powerful. Real fear. The kind that lives in the eyes of someone who has been hurt before and knows it is about to happen again.My head snapped back.The hunger vanished. The darkness cleared from my eyes. I looked at her, really looked at her, and I saw a girl who had been sold by her uncle, starved by maids, and thrown onto a bed by a man who kept calling her a property.What the fuck was I doing?I bent down and picked up my robe. I p

  • The Devil's Possession    Chapter Fifty One: Tonight Is The Night

    ElenaI choked on my own saliva when I heard him give out an order to execute those maids.For what? For giving me more work? For spitting at my feet? For calling me names and taking my bread and laughing when I collapsed? Yes, they had been cruel. Yes, they had hurt me. But they did not deserve to die.This was his fault in the first place. He should not have sent me there. He should not have called me a property and thrown me away like garbage. Those maids were just doing what they had always done to new slaves. They did not know any better.Should I plead on their behalf? The thought came and went. Would he even listen to me? I was nothing to him. A property. A tool. A thing he bought with his money. Why would he listen to anything I said?Then he turned and leaned closer. I shifted back, trying to create space between us, but he pulled me closer. His nose grazed my forehead, his skin warm against mine, and I forgot how to breathe.He smelled like heaven. Like expensive soap and cl

  • The Devil's Possession    Chapter Fifty: War Between The Head and The Heart 

    AlessandroI carried her to my room. She had stopped crying by then, only small sniffing sobs escaping her lips every few seconds. Her eyes were closed.She would not still look at me.Was she shy? Or was she scared? I did not know. I could not read her the way I could read other people. She was a mystery to me, a puzzle I could not solve, and that should have annoyed me. Instead, it made me want to look at her more.She was cute though. Her cheeks were red from crying. Her eyelashes were clumped together with tears. Her lips were slightly parted as she breathed. She looked like a bunny. A small, frightened, beautiful bunny.I could not take my eyes off her.I walked through the corridors with her in my arms, her body light against my chest, her hair brushing against my bare skin. The guards stared but I did not care. Let them stare. None of them would ever understand what was happening inside my head.When I got to my room, her eyes fluttered open. She looked at me for a moment, th

  • The Devil's Possession    Chapter Forty Nine: The Devil's Twin

    ElenaSurprisingly, Alessandro's voice was soft when he said my name at the door. And his eyes were worried as he looked at me, his grey eyes scanning my face like he was looking for something, checking for damage, making sure I was still in one piece.But I knew better than to celebrate. The devil going soft? That would only happen on a cold day in hell. This was Alessandro De Vercelli, the man who had called me a property in front of everyone. The man who had banished me to the slave quarters. The man who had made it very clear that I was nothing to him.Just as I predicted, his expression changed. The softness vanished and was replaced by something dark and cold. He walked into Lucas's room and stood before Lucas, who was already standing, his back straight, his chin raised, his green eyes steady.My heart could not help but beat for Lucas. He was stoic and unfazed, even as Alessandro towered over him, even as Alessandro's voice rose and his fists clenched. Lucas did not cower.

  • The Devil's Possession    Chapter Nineteen: The Bloodstained Knife

    ElenaWhat Agatha showed me was worse than anything I was expecting. A knife. She had found it behind the second cabinet in the private kitchen off the east corridor, the small one that connected to his study, the one the staff cleaned on Tuesdays and Fridays but otherwise left alone.She had been

  • The Devil's Possession    Chapter Eighteen: The Timeline

    AlessandroI found out about the knife at seven in the morning.Matteo came to my study before I had finished my first coffee, which was never a good sign. He had his neutral face on. The one he wore when the news was either very bad or very complicated or both."There is a small matter," he said.

  • The Devil's Possession    Chapter Seventeen: What His Eyes Said

    ElenaI did not sleep.I lay in the too-wide bed and stared at the ceiling and thought about the man in the entrance hall. The blood on his face. The guards holding both his arms. Matteo's voice going sharp and low.None of that was what stayed with me.What stayed was the smile.He had been bleedi

  • The Devil's Possession    Chapter Sixteen: The Man Who Smiled

    AlessandroHis name was Corso.Mid-level Ivano enforcer. Two priors for aggravated assault, one for weapons possession, none that resulted in meaningful time because the Ivano family had lawyers the same way other men had bodyguards. He had been picked up at the south perimeter at half past eight,

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