"Sweetheart, the Devil always gets what he wants. Sooner or later you will want me just as much as I want you."

"But mom-"
"Shhh... let loose angel, this is your destiny."

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Lucifer.
Father of sin.
King of Hell.

The Devil is obsessed with me. He married my mother just so he could own me. No matter how hard I try, I can't escape from him. He just doesn't want to let me go and I don't know why.

I have never understood his fascination with me. Most of the time he's just there, staring at me like an adept predator sizing his prey, gazing into my soul with those soulless silver-blue eyes.

All the attention he should be giving my mother, he showers me with and I am getting more and more entangled in his web of deceit and decadence and thrown into his dark world.

He calls me Angel, but wants nothing more than to stain my innocence and ruin me with pleasure. 

******

when a sweet, innocent, naive little angel mingles with the step-father from Hell. 

Vanessa does not remember what a normal life is. She is shunned by the world, has no friends, and has never dated or been kissed. She likes to blend in with the walls and keep to herself and mostly pretend she is not affected by her devilish step-father's interest in her. 

Vanessa has no idea what she really is to the Devil.

Vanessa is the Devil's step-daughter, but the Devil knows that they are destined to be so much more and he will stop at nothing to make her his.

Daddy Lucifer

Chapter Twenty Five- Regretful And Making Bad Decisions Part Three 


I will not lie, the thought of him seeing me differently, of him losing interest in me in a non- fatherly way, made my stomach wring to knots and brought a frown to my face. It was almost devastating. I want him to want me, always. 


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A wave of relief washed over me as the last bell of the day rang and my last class, the most horrible, agonizing one of day, was officially over. I had wasted my time by coming here, I was not able to concentrate on anything being taught at all, all I could think about was my unbelievably hot, unbelievably evil, devilishly handsome brute of a step-father. 
