TEMPTING THE DEVIL - EPISODE 18

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” Hi, my name is Asher LuCraine. I’m from Texas, I love paintings and hanging out in beaches.”

” There you have it boys and girls, Miss Asher LuCraine. The starting bid it $20,000!” Andrea spoke enthusiastically from the right side of the stage.

” $25,000.” A man spoke.

” $30000.” Another yelled from the back.

” Aww, you can do more better than that. ” Andrea called as she pointed to Asher, who smiled wider, tilted her head to the side.

” $40000.” A woman yelled, raising her glass of champagne.

” $45 thousand.” The second yelled his voice more louder. ”

” Wow, 45000 dollar, the highest bid tonight. Going one… two… three. 45 thousand dollars it is! ” Andrea said cheerfully and pointed to the bidder.

The dance floor politely applauded Asher as she strutted off the stage.

” Alright, next person. Remember, state your name, where you’re from, some thing interesting about you.”

Natalie let out an annoyed sigh as she slowly walked up the stage with her one side of her cheek bruised. She had used her hair to hide it from being exposed.

She didn’t say anything, rather she stood still, staring at the faces present. ” Please, you can at least tell us your name, Miss.” Andrea whispered.

She shot Andrea a hard glare. Her gaze fell on the microscope before her. ” My name is none of your business, where I am from is none of your business. And what interests me the most, is actually no one’s f*cking business. ”

The crowd fell deathly silent below her as she smirked in amusement.

“$40000!”

” 50 thousand dollars!”

” 100 thousand dollars!” A thick Mexican voice called out, making her to shiver. She knew whose voice it was, it was De Conto’s.

That can’t be f*cking happening right now.

” Wow, that’s the biggest now, Mr De Conto.” Andrea said. ” Going one… going two…”

” $150 thousand!” A deep voice called out from the back of the room. Nat let out a small smile as her shoulders slightly relaxed.

She was happy some one out bid De Conto but she wasn’t aware whose voice it was.

” $200 thousand.” De Conto called out.

” #250 thousand.” The deep voice kept out bidding him.

” #300 thousand dollars!” De Conto called out again, refusing to be beaten.

” $500 thousand.” The cold voice yelled. De Conto hissed, he was starting to get angry at his loss.

” O-oh my, my highest auction record. Anyone outbidding him? Going one… two… and sold! There you go, $500 thousand it is! ” Andrea said cheerfully like she was kissing heaven by the mention of the name.

” Thank you, Draco Luciano for your generous donation! ” Andrea exclaimed in the microphone before she began clapping her hands together.

The ball room erupted in applause as the lights dimmed and Natalie’s attention fell immediately on the smirking Draco Luciano.

He was leaning against the back wall of the room with his eyes fixed on her. His was putting on an expensive black suit, his black hair perfectly done and no strand fell out of place.

He motioned his finger for her to come dance with him.

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My eyes were locked into his grey irises as I made my way down to his direction. His glares were deadly, but there was something about those glares I can’t comprehend.

The space between us started to close as the music began to play. I wasn’t a good dancer, possibly I might make a fool out of myself here.

He leaned his face closer so his lips grazed my ear, ” What were you doing out in the dark?” He said softly as his hand went to my waist.

I bit my teeth from moaning loud. I could feel the sharp pains of the torture by the side of my waist and that was the exact place he had touch.

He slowly slide his hand into my fingers until it interlocked. My hands traveled to his back, feeling his dense muscles underneath his suit.

I curled my hand around his waist, moving it slow. I glided my hand from one side of his chest to his defined abs. He tensed his muscles, taking a deep breath.

” Half a million for a dance and a date? Getting desperate, Mr Luciano. ” I smirked.

He pulled me, so we were chest to chest. His nose trailed down my jaw, sending shivers running down my spine.

I leaned into his hand, causing him to follow. His hands began sliding down my curves, feeling each side of my waist.

” Don’t let it get to your head. You still have an unanswered question, Mrs Bradeson. ” He said under his breath. I twirled before he caught my waist in one hand while the other trailed down my back.

” Why did you do this?” I asked in serious tone as I looked up at him. ” Why did you bait on me?”

Our nose was practically touching as we continued to glide across the floor. His arm grazed underneath my breast then moved to the side, caressing under my arm until he reached to my waist again.

I felt my panties drenched in wetness and I mentally cursed my body for betraying me.

” I was only trying to keep a clean note with your father. If not of his relationship with my father, I wouldn’t mind if they have you dead.”

” Oh, I see.” I said under my breath as my nose trailed on his neck to his jawline. He inhaled sharply while I smile softly.

I looked away, burying my gaze to the ground. It would have been much better if De Conto had killed me when he had the chance to.

With his first finger, he slightly shifted my hair to the side, revealing the bruise on my cheek. ” You were tortured, weren’t you?” He asked.

” Not like you care.” He dropped it back in position and again, it covered the bruise.

His minty breath invaded my senses, his piercing grey eyes seems like they were always dancing with excitement. His touched were soft and delicate. I can’t believe I was thinking of all this, right now.

Million times have I hated him and anything that has to do with him that I never realized how … handsome he was.

But I pushed away all those thoughts, not letting it deceive me. Besides, this is all a game. No one was actually interested in the other’s survival.

He dipped his head and brought his lips close to my ear. ” You want my advice, stay out of the dark.” This time, I could sense the seriousness in his voice.

We both stared into each other’s eyes, his grey eyes locked into mine. He gave me a signature smirk as he dropped his hands down. His heat was replaced with instant cold as we walked away from each other.

Applause erupted the hall.

He had send someone to drive me home while he went to whatever business he has to do.

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I had taken the pain relief tablet before walking into the bathroom for a shower.

I sat in the bathtub, burying my body in it, only my head was outside the water. Being this way helped easing the pains I felt.

I know Ruthie is gonna throw me a lot of questions tomorrow. I don’t even know what to tell her. And now I’m not with my cell phone, I can’t call her to explain it all.

I just hope she’s gonna listen to me. And I have decided never to tell dad about today.