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Devil May Take

Chani Lynn Feener

CONTENT WARNING

This is a Dark MM Romance featuring an aggressive male lead and a man thrown into an impossible situation. Trigger warnings include, but are not limited to, dubcon, violence, familial neglect, depression, thoughts of death/dying, an abusive half-brother, mild bondage, mild sensory play, and explicit sexual scenes not suitable for all readers.

Please note these characters are not human, and are aliens living on another planet in another galaxy. That being said, I still do not condone anything done in this book in real life. This is a work of fiction.

Remember your mental health is more important than reading this story. Always put yourself first, and be responsible for your triggers. You’re worth it, and you matter.

CHAPTER 1

“Fucking ridiculous,” Ledger grumbled under his breath as he slammed the door to Friction behind him with enough force the metal frame rattled. The building had once been a spacecraft hanger but had since been converted into a martial arts gym of sorts. There were several sparring rings within, as well as a long bar, and other training equipment.

Typically, this place was crawling with Devils of Vitality or their groupies, but close to three am, the private fight club the Retinue and the Satellite owned at Club Vigor grounds was empty. He wouldn’t be here either if not for his pesky prince.

Or, more accurately, his prince’s consort.

“Rin owes me one,” he continued to curse as he moved into the main area of the large hanger-like building, not bothering with the lights as he went. Originally from the planet Hexa, Ledger could see phenomenally in the dark.

Something Kelevra Diar, the Imperial Prince third in line for throne, used as an excuse whenever he wanted something done late at night and didn’t want to bother doing it himself.

Bastard.

“Why’d I join this stupid group again?” He made it to the bar and lifted onto his palms, hovering over it to peer at the other side. When he didn’t see what he was looking for on the ground, he dropped back down and moved toward one of the sitting areas.

The Retinue was hardly a group, and he’d hardly had a choice in signing his name to it, considering his parents were friends with the Imperial family of Vitality, the rich-ass planet they now lived on. He and his brother, Pavel, had been forced to attend to the prince. Fortunately for them, and despite his current complaints, they actually got on pretty well with Kelevra.

When he wasn’t sending Ledge on errands for his boyfriend.

“Absolutely,” he dropped to the ground on all fours to check beneath one of the rectangular tables set to the side, not finding anything there either, “fucking ridiculous.”

He should be tucked into his nice warm bed right now, perfectly encased in the insanely priced silk sheets he adored, the AC cranked, his head resting on his super fluffy pillow?—

Something clanked from the other side of the room, giving Ledger immediate pause.

“Whoever is hiding like a little bitch,” he drawled, ambling toward the center ring where the sound had come from, “come out, come out.” When there wasn’t an immediate response, he sighed. “Seriously. You should know by the fact the moons are out, I should be sleeping. There’s literally nothing more precious to me than my beauty sleep.”

Had one of the guys gotten wasted and passed out here again? Great.

“I’m not carrying you home,” Ledger said as he circled the center ring. “The most I’ll do is roll you onto your side so you don’t choke to death on your own vomit.” Just thinking about it made him grimace. “You’ve got to clean up your mess, too, by the way.”

The last time he’d been in here drinking with Yuze, the guy had thrown up all over the bar counter and then promptly passed out. Ledger had been forced to take care of the mess—and of Yuze. Not an experience he wanted to revisit. He blamed Light for making him such a nice guy.

He rounded the ring but there was no one there, and he came to a pause, resting his hands on his hips.

Maybe he’d been hearing things?—

Another clatter, this time close to the locker rooms, and he spun on his heels just in time to see the door click shut.

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