Devilish secretary - Chapter 198

Chapter 198: Chapter 198 Poison named Lilith Chapter 198: Chapter 198 Poison named Lilith Darkness’s eyes flickered with something unreadable.

“Why not?” Lilith smirked.

And then she let go.

Stepping back, her fingers brushed against his lips teasingly before she turned away.

“Because death is too easy for you, Human Doll.” Darkness stood there, still pressed against the wall, still feeling the phantom grip of her fingers around his throat.

Lilith’s fingers brushed against his lips, a slow, deliberate movement as she stepped back just enough to make him crave the contact again.

Her gaze locked onto his, deep, dark, a bottomless abyss that could swallow him whole.

And then-she whispered, her voice like silk laced with poison.

“You don’t deserve death.” Darkness’s breath hitched.

Darkness’s breath hitched.

She tilted her head, her lips curling into something dangerously close to a smirk.

“You deserve me.” His pupils dilated.

Something inside him twisted violently, like a drug he had just inhaled and could never get out of his system again.

She was dangerous.

Very, very dangerous.

His heart thundered in his chest, but not from fear…no, it was something worse.

Something far more terrifying.

He was addicted.

To her.

To the way she stood there, utterly fearless, utterly in control.

To the way her presence burned, seared through his veins like a fire he never wanted to put out.

She was not normal.

She was not human.

She was something else.

Something evil.

And yet he wanted her anyway.

Darkness’s jaw clenched, his fingers twitching at his sides.

He should be the one in control.

He should be the one making her tremble, making her fall apart.

But no.

She was untouchable.

Unbreakable.

And her eyes…

Her eyes could burn through anything.

He swallowed, trying to regain himself.

But Lilith…Lilith was already smirking, already stepping closer, already reaching out And he knew.

Knew that if she touched him again…

He would never recover.

Darkness swallowed hard, his breath uneven as Lilith stepped forward again, closing the distance he desperately needed to escape from.

But there was no escaping her.

Her presence was like fire licking at his skin, dangerous and untamed, and yet-he wanted to burn.

Lilith’s fingers traced lightly over his chest, just barely skimming the fabric of his shirt, but even that small touch sent a ripple of something potent through him.

His muscles tensed beneath her fingers, his entire body reacting before his mind could even process it.

She tilted her head, her gaze dark, unreadable, but so intoxicatingly intense that he felt trapped under it.

“Look at you,” she murmured, voice laced with something teasing, something lethal.

Her touch moved lower, her fingertips pressing just enough against his stomach to make his breath hitch.

“All that power, all that control… and yet, you freeze when I touch you,” she whispered, leaning in so close he could feel the ghost of her breath against his lips.

Darkness gritted his teeth, every nerve in his body screaming at him to move, to do something, to regain control.

But he couldn’t.

Not when her hands were on him.

Not when her voice wrapped around his senses like a slow-burning poison.

Not when her lips were this close- Too close.

Lilith’s fingertips slid up his chest, her nails dragging lightly along the fabric, teasing, taunting.

Darkness inhaled sharply, his jaw tightening.

His body was reacting too fast, too hard, too completely.

“You’re dangerous,” he finally managed, his voice hoarse, his dark eyes locked onto hers.

Lilith smirked.

“And you love it,” she murmured, her voice dropping lower, sultry, daring.

Her hand moved up to his throat again, but this time…it wasn’t to choke him.

This time, she let her fingers slide along his jaw, her thumb grazing against his bottom lip.

Darkness’s breath stilled.

His lips parted slightly, his body betraying him completely.

Lilith’s gaze dropped to his mouth for just a second, and it was enough.

Enough to send a violent shudder through him, enough to make his pulse hammer against his ribs.

Enough to break him.

His hands shot up, gripping her wrists, stopping her teasing touch before it drove him completely insane.

“You’re playing a dangerous game, sweetheart,” he murmured, his voice laced with both warning and need.

Lilith just smiled, slow, wicked, beautiful.

“Then stop me.” Darkness’s grip tightened, his entire body coiled with tension.

He should.

He should stop her.

But the problem was…he didn’t want to.

***** It wasn’t easy to let go when he had already tasted the poison named Lilith.

Darkness had never planned to accelerate things so soon, but that day at the hospital, when he had woken up, everything changed.

A single email.

From a site called Devil’s Play.

It had been sitting in his inbox, the subject line unassuming, yet the contents inside had nearly made his blood freeze.

Evidence.

Documents, voice recordings, secret transactions…all proof that could destroy Grandma Bria and her family entire network.

And the most interesting part?

He didn’t know where the hell they got it from.

The message had been short and precise.

“We have what you need to take them down.

You want it?

1 million dollars.

No more, no less.

Consider it a mutual collaboration.” And half the plan had already been laid out by Devil’s Play.

It was too perfect.

Too convenient.

He should have been wary.

He should have ignored it.

But instead he took the deal.

After all, he had been searching for a way to rip Grandma Bria’s control apart.

Devil’s Play just handed him the match.

The only part that wasn’t planned?

Kidnapping Lilith.

That was entirely his own choice.

A reckless, selfish, impulsive decision that he had no regrets about.

And yet the deeper he got into this collaboration, the more unsettled he became.

He didn’t know who ran Devil’s Play.

He didn’t trust them.

And that’s why he had been keeping tabs on their website, monitoring every post.

They had exposed bastard Ryan Brooks.

How the hell had their website not been blocked yet?

How had they not been erased from existence?

It only meant one thing.

Someone powerful was backing them.

Someone untouchable.