"Not happening sweetheart," He held her gaze this time, "you can keep your mask on but I want to see your eyes dilate and roll to the back of your head when you cum, and your lips, I want to see the shape they make when you scream my name." 


For Elena, having two identities was already hard enough but sleeping with her boss and keeping it to herself, it sounded so simple but nothing is as easy as it seems.

The perfect piece to complete her disastrous life puzzle sets in place when she receives a positive result on a test she should never have taken.

The devil always catches up with the angels, She is living proof of that because now she has to deal with a third identity she thought she had gotten rid of for good.

His Masked Angel

“The boss is asking for you,” Elena dropped the brush she was running through her hair and threw Derek a look over her shoulder, she didn’t want to turn and face him fully. He looked apologetic and mouthed sorry, she knew it wasn’t his fault so she got up and walked to the door. 


“Where are you going?” the hair stylist in the club, Tiffany, a pretty and gifted woman in her early thirties asked walking to the chair she’d left Elena in to go pick something from the back. 


“Meeting with the boss, I’ll be back in a bit.” She cringed which made both Elena and Derek chuckle. 


“The devil’s den, good luck honey.” With another nod, Elena followed Derek out. 


20: Devil's Den