The Lover Beneath Me Read Online Evangelene (Devil Trilogy #3)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, Billionaire, Dark, Drama, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Devil Trilogy Series by Evangelene
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Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 69488 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
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Harvard

“Come on, Evans, wake the fuck up!” Rafe hit the back of my head with his textbook. I stirred a little and then slowly stretched out in my seat. I hated economics, but Harvard’s social scene was far more exciting. “Spent another night with Lisa, did ya?” Rafe laughed as he looked at me.

I thought back to my night with Lisa. She was a tall blonde, Bond girl. Lisa was smart too, but nothing like Addie. I grew irritated with myself; it had been three years since I last saw her. I couldn’t forget her no matter how many I fucked. Lisa was the most recent. I stretched out my arms over my head and smiled wickedly as I remembered fucking her and making her moan.

“That good?” Rafe asked, wagging his eyebrows.

“Fucking right,” I answered.

“Daimon?” Lisa called after me as I left my class with Rafe.

“I see Lisa is waiting for you. I guess I’ll get going.” Rafe laughed at me. He knew I hated clingy girls, and as much as I liked Lisa, I hated her clingy ways.

“Hey, baby, how was class?” she asked, smiling at me brightly.

“Like usual,” I said as she took my hand and started walking with me down the halls of the university. She loved the feeling of being with me; I could see it on her face as we walked hand in hand across campus. She felt proud being my girl. Thing was, she was my girl of the moment.

“Daimon, why don’t we head back to your place? I have a few hours before my next class,” Lisa said quietly as she leaned into my arm, her chest rubbing against me.

“Sure, baby, whatever you want,” I agreed.

****

“Daimon?” Lisa said as we reached my place.

“What is it, baby?” I said absentmindedly.

“When we get married, I want us to live in downtown Manhattan,” Lisa said happily as we came close to my condo.

“When we what?” I asked, annoyed at her.

“When we get married,” she said happily.

“Listen, Lisa, I’m not the marrying type. I’m the fuck them and leave them type. Right now, you are the one I’m fucking, the one I’m going to have fun with. So get it straight, I’m never getting married. Not to you or anyone,” I clarified, making sure she understood where she stood in our relationship.

“You’re a fucking asshole, Daimon,” she exclaimed.

“I know. Now are you going to come up and let me fuck you until you can’t see straight? Or are you and I done?” I asked knowing she would cave.

“One more time, Daimon, after this, you and I are done,” she said defiantly as she passed me.

“Sure thing, sweetheart,” I smiled as I followed her up to my condo.

Present Day: Daimon

In My Office

“Aren’t you going after her?” Linda said over my shoulder as I looked at the violin that little demon had bought me.

“No, not yet,” I said gruffly as I feathered the strings.

“I'm going to cancel the lunch reservations. Don’t be stupid. Go after her,” Linda urged. After I ripped her a new asshole for her little stunt with Addie the last time she saw her, Linda knew Addie was the only one for me. She even started to like Addie and how bitchy she was to her.

“Not yet. I want her to stew a little,” I murmured.

“You know, you can be a real asshole,” Linda noted.

“So I’ve been told,” I laughed.

Linda left, leaving me to deal with what just happened. I knew Addie never signed those papers and I only sent them because I thought that was what she needed. I was upset at her when I heard she quit school. I didn’t want her to revert back to the old Addie, but when I saw her today. I knew she had changed. She came in here wearing an expensive little black suit. Her soft brown hair in luscious waves with her perfect make up. Fuck, she looked hot. I waited, letting her play out the cards to her little game. I wanted to see what she’d do. But never did I think she would bring me this. I picked it up and felt it. It was lighter than the one I had before, but it looked just like it.

So my Addie wanted to be with me on her terms. I didn’t think so. If she thought signing those papers meant we were divorced, she was crazy. That hot little number belonged to me and would always be mine. Now I had the proof, I could go after her the way I wanted.

I stopped asking about Addie after I sent the papers. It was painful enough to know she was out there in the world and no longer belonged to me.

“Addie, Addie, Addie, Addie,” I muttered to myself as I mulled over exactly what I was going to do.


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