100 Days to Seduce the Devil

[Warning: R18+] When Hate turns into Love... and Vengeance turns into Passion... Will he choose to start over with her? ======= Phantomflake's soul got separated from her body after committing suicide in front of her enemy, Nathan Sparks, the Supreme Leader of Syphiruz Mafia. She woke up only to find out that her body (which was in a coma state) was being held captive by Nathan 'the Devil!', who was trying to prolong her life. And what was his motive? To kill her by his own hand and torture her to death! Nathan has a deep resentment against Phantomflake as she was the one who assassinated the most precious person in his life. He wanted revenge! And things just got more exciting when a magical creature appeared in front of Phantom's soul, giving her a ridiculous mission in exchange of regaining her body back. "Make him fall in love with you within 100 days!" The flying creature said, pointing his small paws at Nathan who expressionlessly stood next to her sickbed. With her eyes going round, Phantomflake made an 'you-got-to-be-kidding-me' face at the flying creature. No way! That's a mission impossible! This guy loathed her so much. How would she do that??! ****** Excerpt: Nathan grabbed her by her neck. "Don't play tricks with me, Phantomflake." Nathan's cold voice reverberated inside the room, his eyes burning with rage. But Phantomflake just smirked at him, pressing her hands against his chest, her fingers teasing him. "You can't kill me, Nate. Just admit it. You've already fallen for me." With one swift move, Phantomflake pulled his shirt, closing their gaps as she crushed her lips against his lips. Surprisingly, Nathan just found himself responding to her. He lost! He couldn't resist her. ===== I owned the Book Cover (=";"=) Artist: Bea Cortez Join Author's server to get updates and announcements about the book. Discord link: https://discord.gg/WymeFaeQe

ellezar_g · Urban
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800 Chs

He Lost Control

Day Eight…


His mouth covered hers hungrily. At this moment, Nathan was the one initiating this kiss. He trapped her between the cushion of the sofa and his body.

He held her hands, pressing her down. Abigail was completely immobilized now. He forced her lips open with his thrusting tongue. She felt a wild surge of pleasure as he began sucking her tongue.

Nathan was a good kisser. The word 'good' was in fact an understatement. He was a great kisser!

Abigail struggled against his grasp as she wanted to anchor her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. She didn't expect that kissing someone would give her so much pleasure.

When Nathan drew back, his lips shifted on her jaw, trailing soft kisses down her neck. Abigail's scent was intoxicating Nathan, clouding his right judgment.

He was not supposed to do this. But he couldn't stop. He felt like it was not the first time they did this. The intimacy was so familiar to him.