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"Did you think that I would just let you off the hook for hiding my son all these years?" His voice was cold and low, and a sinister darkness danced in the depths of his amber eyes. 

The presence of a smile on his lips only made him appear more dangerous.

Insanely dangerous.

The fading sun outside cast dark hues across the sky, which stood in stark contrast to the bright golden orbs of the man.

"Do I look like someone forgiving? I suppose not."

What was he planning? She could tell. He had wicked plans all over his head.

"Don't fret," his voice softened with a cruel sense of delight. "I have no intention of killing you. Death is a lame way of paying what you owe. I prefer something more interesting than that."

She was powerless against this devious man, Sienna knew that. He was right. She was here in his territory, unguarded and vulnerable. She had no one to lean on but herself, so she couldn't afford to react hastily.

Her son needed her by his side, and she wouldn't let this man tear them apart. She had to stay in this place no matter what. She didn't care what plan this devil had stored for her, but she was willing to pay whatever the price was as long as she could watch over his son.

He could enslave her for all she cared.

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Escaping her life, Sienna ran away and raised her son on her own. But after six years of hiding, the devil came at her doorstep with one objective: to take his heir.

A woman chained by her flaw, that is who Sienna Roselei is. Used as a pawn in her family's schemes, she falls into the mischievous hands of a man whose eyes glow with wickedness beyond what she can comprehend. She runs away and disappears for the next six years, only to fall into his hands again.

But this time she is no longer alone.

She is with her son.

[Warning: Mature Content. No Rape]

My Son is the Devil's Heir

"Come, let's have another drink, brother," Lemiel gestured toward the table of a variety of drinks. He picked up two glasses and gave one to Caius.

They were on the other side of the hall now, but Sienna could still see the brothers. Out of curiosity and boredom, she stared at them, noticing they had the same height and almost the same build.

However, the air they carried was different. Caius's aura was lighter, brighter, and gentler, making him seem amiable.

On the other hand, Lemiel was on the darker side. Mischievous. Dangerous. If being with Caius would make you feel safe, being with Lemiel would make you feel like you were on the edge of a tall cliff. Always an inch away from death. Always in danger.

"I have a question," Caius said. Lemiel's gaze shifted to his glass of drink. His lips moved subtly as if he knew what his brother was about to ask.

Two Women, A Riddle