Devil POV.
Elle, ohh little Elle what did you do to me? I sat in my car calming myself down, that guy that works with her is with the Irish, he doesn’t look like them there was no clear tattoos, maybe that means he’s still newbie. Still it all made my blood boil, he knew what I am, he knew I’m the Devil, better not touch what’s mine. But in same time I just gave up my weakness, I announced to one of the many mafia’s around here in London that I have a weakness, that’s not good for the job, having a weakness and no other loyalties, no ties or protection, I just screwed myself for Elle, but I knew she’s worth it.
“Elle, I’m home baby” I call to her, she’s my baby even when she’s not in her little head space, she’s my baby.
“Devillllll” she yells running toward me, she lift both hands u
