Chapter 8. The Devil

DANTE’S POV

I’m getting mind-fucked by Isabella Giovanni. Yep. That’s the best way to put it because that girl is messing with my damn mind. She had to have done it on purpose and she must already know the effect she has on me. She’s a fucking tease that’s what she is.

Walking around with her ass cheeks and boobs out on display. The way she stood there, so fucking hot, staring at me with those soft eyes, her plump lips and that long silky hair. Jesus. I almost lost all control and I was going to fuck her right then and there on my desk. I wanted her so bad.

I want to explore every inch of her until I know every curve on her body. But as I looked at her, how comfortable she looked dressed like that in front of me, it made me wonder how many other men have seen her like that and I had the urge to find every man she has ever fucked and fucking kill them.

That’s how crazy she’s making me go and I don’t think it’s a good idea to be around her for lon