Devil's Toy (Fallen Dynasty 2)

Devlin can have my body as many times as he wants—any way that he wants—even if he just wants to throw me over the hood of his car and fuck me in front of the prisoners in the yard.

I don’t care.

The only thing that matters is making sure my father doesn’t spend one more day in there than he has to.SixDevlinI did my best to cheer Violet up when we got to the car, but the only thing that did was my promise to help her father walk out of prison as a free man. She was able to swallow her despair, and the smile returned to her face. It was probably fake, but I was the only one offering to help, and she knew she needed to keep me happy in order to get what she wanted. We needed a distraction, and luckily, I already had one planned for the evening.

“We’re going out to the city tonight,” I said as we walked into the main part of the Manor. “You’ll have an outfit waiting for you. Do your makeup and hair, too.”

You cried it off—not that it makes you any less beautiful.

I could tell she wasn’t really in the mood to go out, but she did her best to hide it.

“I’m allowed to leave again?” She raised an eyebrow. “Twice in one day?”

“You didn’t really think you’d always be a prisoner, did you, Violet?” I asked her. “Besides, I think we need a distraction after our trip to the prison.”

“Yeah…” she whispered, glancing at the floor. “I appreciate it.”

I stepped toward her, and she raised her gaze back to mine.

Time to take control—that’s the real distraction she needs right now.

“Then thank me properly,” I ordered, and she shivered under the touch on my fingertips. “Say it the way it should be said, princess. Stop playing around.”

In a split second, she was my submissive again, yearning for every punishing touch of my firm hand and no longer thinking about her father’s predicament.

“Thank you, Master,” she whispered, her eyes fearfully locking on my stare.

“Thank you for what?” I prompted her, prolonging her torture.

Her lashes fluttered closed, then open again, and she looked right at me when she said, “Thank you for taking better care of me than anyone else ever has, Master.”

Even your father? The man who turned you into a bratty little princess? Interesting…

“You’re welcome,” I muttered, momentarily overcome by emotions as I leaned forward, trapping her mouth in a punishing kiss.

I bit her bottom lip, making her mewl out loud into my mouth. Her hands found my hair, her body eager to respond to my rough touch. She succumbed to me yet again. If only she knew it was only practice for the night that lay ahead.

I pulled back, my eyes sparkling with dark mischief as I pried her hands off me.

“You’ll have to wait a bit longer, princess,” I told her. “Now go and rest. Be ready for me at eight. Wait for me in the foyer.”

With those words, I left her waiting in the hall, feeling her lingering gaze on my back as I made my way out of the room.“Good to see you’re not late tonight.” I glanced at my watch to confirm that my inner clock wasn’t wrong.

She flushed, walking down the last few stairs and coming to stand in front of me like the perfect submissive pet. I let my eyes wander down her form, appreciating every curve in her figure. She looked breathtaking, more beautiful than I’d ever seen her in the black silk dress I’d picked for her, paired with peep-toe pink sandals.

Too bad she’d have to strip it all off soon enough. She really was quite the vision.

“I’m glad you like it, Master,” she whispered as I touched my hand to her soft, tousled waves. “I thought you might.”

“You did, huh? You knew I would. I have a weak spot for my favorite girl in short dresses.” I pulled her forward, making her gasp out loud when I grabbed her thong-clad ass under the scandalously skimpy outfit. “Makes it so easy for me to take what I want, princess. Now come on, we’re going to be late.”

I let go of her, catching her effortlessly when she stumbled from the sudden rush of cold air.

“Watch your step,” I reminded her with a smirk.

I escorted her to my car, having picked an Aston Martin for our drive that night. This time, we had a driver though, because I intended to indulge all my senses in my toy’s company.

She stared out the window while we drove, eyes wide and dreamy as she drank in the cityscape.

“Missing the city, princess?” I asked her, and she nodded wordlessly. I had a feeling there was more to it than just that, but I recognized an emotional moment when I saw one, so I left her alone with her thoughts.