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(Matured Content)

"You belong to me." He said in a husky voice, one that left me shivering in both fear and anticipation.

"I belong to no one!" I force out. "You're no one to me." I glare at him.

"Not when I'm through. When I'm through with you, you'll know you belong to me, and no one else." He advanced towards me, his intention clear by the glint in his eyes. "I am the predator, and you're the prey." 

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Being born as a prince have its perks but not when your life have already being planned out before your birth.

Promised to the devil himself when he was still in the womb, Grys is expected to dutifully accept his fate, but he's too headstrong.

Determined to fight the devil all the way, Grys asked for a duel. Should he win the duel, he gets to terminate the deal, but should the devil win, he'll dutifully follow him as his bride.

The duet determines the outcome.

But is Grys ready to give up his life and future for the devil should he lose?

Seduced By The Devil

I gave the weapons a look. However, I felt no call or tug from the weapons. I felt nothing of what he was talking about.

"So, where is the call?" I turned to the talkative male.

"You need to be serious when choosing a weapon. Close your eyes."

I gave him a look, "should this not work, I swear to the gods of my kingdom, I will castrate you, and remove that thing you called a tail."

"You dare not!" He shouted, in exasperation.

"Oh, I do." I smirk, "should this not work. I will not only cut your tail off, but I will also make sure I remove those horns from your head." I place a hand under my jaw as I tried not to smirk at the expression of fear in his eyes.

"It will work. However, if it doesn't work, you can blame it on the fact you happen to be a human. As for the wives of my Lord, Kelin —note, he keeps calling the devil 'Lord, Lord'— this was how they got their weapons."

Could it be that Dusa got her weapons this way?

The axe of fire