"Where do you think you're going?" He asked with amusement in his voice, his peppermint breath hitting my ear, making my breath hitched. I was too scared to move, I felt like I was paralyzed as his fingers brushed down my arm, making tingles run down my spine and shots of pleasurable electricity went through my arm.
"You are mine!" He growled in my ear making my knees buckle.
25-year-old Brooke is deaf and also mute because of it, she has been living alone since she got out of high school and away from her drug addict, abusive father. She is now living a comfortable life as a painter.
One day she was on her porch painting when a moving truck arrived next door. Her curiosity got the best of her and she took a look, only to see another car follow and a sex god exits the vehicle.
Brooke has no idea that the sex god is none other than the devil himself and he has only one goal in mind... To retrieve what's his.
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The Devil Lives Next Door
Short Story"Where do you think you're going?" He asked with amusement in his voice, his peppermint breath hitting my ear making my breath hitched. I was too scared to move, I felt like I was paralyzed as his fingers brushed down my arm, making tingles run down...
