Page 49 of The Devil's Fire

As he rested his hand on the handle, he turned to look at me, his gaze traveling down to my dress while I struggled to free my wrists.

“Looks like you need to change.” He winked and left. My eyes went wide when I realized what he had done.

I got punished by the Devil.

seventeen

Althaia

I was still frustrated when I made my way back to the party after changing. Not only did I have to use my teeth to untie my wrists, but I also had to hold on to my dress and make a run for it to my room. I was lucky I didn’t bump into anyone on my way.

Damiano really made sure to ruin my dress by not only cutting it but also cumming all over it. He also left me no choice but to wear the dress he sent. After seeing it, I did regret not taking a peek at it earlier because the dress was stunning; an off-shoulder emerald sequin dress with a sweetheart neckline. It was long and hugged my figure nicely, making it a much more appropriate choice to wear.

Oh, well, I got the reaction I wanted.

The party was in full swing again, and people were dancing, drinking, and chatting with each other, forgetting what had happened earlier.

“What a dress!” Cara checked me out when I reached her and Arianna. Since there had been a slight misunderstanding, there was no reason for me not to get to know her.

She was his sister, after all.

“That is gorgeous! But why did you change?” Arianna asked.

“It got ruined...” I frowned. Yes, I was mad that he ruined my dress, but I was pissed that he left me hanging when I was so close.

“How?”

“Your stupid brother cut it.” My sour reply was met with laughter from them.

“Well, if you weren't too busy sulking, you might have noticed that every man was eyeing you hungrily, as if you were their next prey.” Cara chuckled.

“He almost shot up the whole place.” Arianna shook her head in amusement.

“Sorry, I don’t know what came over me.” I gave an apologetic smile.

“You like him.” Cara teased and Arianna joined with a look.

“No.” I mentally beat myself up for letting it come out too quickly.

“Tsk, you’re not fooling anyone with your jealous ass.” Cara raised a brow. I gave her a blank look before mirroring her teasing smile.

“At least I won’t be the only one jealous here.” I grabbed her shoulders and turned her around to face where Lorenzo was standing with Raffaele and Damiano. The two women I had flipped off earlier had gone up to the group of men; one of them being bold and flirting with Lorenzo.

“Oh, hell no.” Cara placed her drink aside and marched right over to her man.

“I wanna see that!” Arianna was entertained by it all, and I chuckled as I followed them.

I let out a small smile when Lorenzo immediately noticed Cara. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her into him. The woman finally received the message that he was a taken man, but looked annoyed as she took a step back.

It made me wonder how one gets the courage to approach Tank Man? One look from him and I would run for my life. Scratch that - speed walk as I don’t run.

The other woman was happily chatting and flirting with both Raffaele and Damiano. She kept touching Damiano’s arm, which triggered something in me. I glared at her hand, imagining I ripped it off and slapped her with it.

I blinked, shocked by my thoughts. When did I become so jealous?

“I see you have finally dressed up and joined the classy side. That dress was slutty, to say the least.” She looked me up and down and laughed. I couldn't stand her snobby attitude, especially when she laughed like that, making me want to sneer at her.

“Please, I could walk around naked and still be classier than you.” I rolled my eyes at her.

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