I am someone you wouldn't pray showed up in your nightmares… I am no devil incarnate. I am the devil itself.I do not hunger for women, but just one became a reason for my starvation. I would exploit her meekness. I would make her beg to be mine.When I claim her, it won't be kind.It will be savage. Raw. She would fall on her knees, but it wouldn't be a reason to pray. When she parts her lips, not even a worship to the Moon Goddess would be heard, because those lips that bring me to sin would only call my name and worship my body.She was something forbidden. She was never meant to be mine. She is my father's new little wife. But I am ready to break the rules of the Nightshade Pack. I would spill my father's blood like paint on a canvas.

 "River, drop that. Fuck it, I don't know how I ended up here...with her. I really don't know what got into me, I swear to God!"


 "Ms. River, you shouldn't be holding that."


 I couldn't stop the tears falling down my cheeks as I held the gun to my fiance in a hotel room. Two days from now was supposed to be our wedding, where we would promise ourselves forever. But here he was, with my best friend, Natasha.


 My fingers trembled on the trigger as Peter began inching forward, still kneeling on the bed, with Natasha hiding under the coverlet. The hotel room door was open, and there were judging gazes. Everyone urged me to put the gun down, but they would have done worse in this scenario. Right now, I felt numb; going to prison wasn't even one of my fears now.


Chapter 18 - Secret letters