"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 Thirty One- The Devil She Doesn't Know Part Six 


Look at this slutty costume I am in, I am far from being daddy's little angel, his 'innocent liloco' and I want him to correct that. I mean if all I had to do to last time to unleash the Beast was to dismiss myself and wear some still pretty decent nightwear; then he surely is not going to hold back tonight. 


My eyes fluttered open and as soon as my eyelids rose up, a sharp pang of pain rippled across my jaw and I tasted bitterness on my tongue. The distinct taste of blood mixing with my saliva. 


It took me a few seconds to fully regain consciousness and necessary mental function to register what was happening. I grimaced profusely as the bloody saliva went down my throat and my tongue swept over my teeth, causing more blood to be swallowed to accumulated in my mouth. 
