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"'I don't care, Sarah. I despise you. I despise the whole of you." Xavier's growl sent shivers down her spine. His piercing blue eyes locked onto hers, seeing right through her. 

Tears welled up as he sneered, "I'm Xavier Adrian. Your feelings mean nothing." Sarah's heart shattered as his words pierced through her innocent heart. 

"Then who am I to you?" she trembled. Xavier's whisper sent  fear coursing through her veins and he slowly let out his usual sinful smirk

"I'm the Devil and you're my prey."


"When darkness reigns, survival is luxury."


Sarah Parker, a 19-year-old aspiring journalist, once dreamed of uncovering truth and making a name for herself. But when tragedy struck, her world shattered, leaving her with emotional scars. Now, she's forced into the dark world of the Sin-Nation Empire, where Xavier Adrian reigns.

Xavier Adrian, the CEO of Nexus Tech by day and the leader of Sin-Nation-Empire at night, hides a tortured soul behind his piercing blue eyes. The son of Andrew Adrian, his blood comes with power and violence, and Xavier knows that the shades of a father’s sins are something one cannot run away from.

When the two broken souls meet, Sarah is confronted with a side of her own darkness as twisted as nightmare and Xavier faces a bigger nightmare .

In a world where loyalty is luxury and survival is a constant battle, can Sarah and Xavier find a way to overcome their demons, or will they become each other's destruction?

The Devil's Prey: He Wants Me

CHAPTER FIFTY ONE

The screen glowed against the darkness.

Her throat tightened as she swiped to open the message.

Looking for him?

Her fingers clenched around the phone.

Her knees nearly buckled beneath her.

The flashing red and blue lights of police sirens painted eerie streaks across the dark road, illuminating the wreckage of Xavier's car. Smoke still curled from the mangled hood, the windshield shattered, glass glistening like broken stars under the streetlights. The air was thick with the acrid scent of burning rubber and gasoline, mixing with the metallic tang of blood.

Too Late