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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

The Devil Couldn't Wait!

Day Fourteen…

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Abigail took the first aid kit and picked up the bandage. She used it to wrap her arm that was cut by the attacker's knife. Then she came back to the living room where the attacker was lying unconscious.

She was contemplating what she would do to him. Either she would hand him over to the police or keep him for a while until he wakes up. She would try her best to get some answer from him. Who sent him? Who was the person behind this attacker?

"Sigh. Fortunately, Kathleen is not around, otherwise, she might get shocked from witnessing our intense fight." Abigail mumbled, tying the bondage tightly.

She looked around and realized that their room was in a great mess. Broken pieces of the vase scattered on the floor, along with her blood. The coffee table and chairs were in disarray.

The hotel housekeeping staff might be surprised when they saw this. Abigail could only shake her head.