The devils real and he's not a little red man with horns and a tail. He can be beautiful, cause he's a fallen angle & he used to be gods favorite.
My chest exploded with excitement, his words making me clench my thighs together. Mattheo shoved his knee between my legs making me gasp, his touch finally returned to my body. "Don't do that." I squeezed my thighs around his thigh, making him groan. "Fuck Aurora." Mattheo rasped. I rolled my hips against him, a stra...
some children are simply born with tragedy in their blood. MATTHEO RIDDLE © psychesaints