All Chapters of The Devil's Lust System: Chapter 51
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I Want To Be Your Partner
Sella's gaze locked onto Edi, a declaration of war spoken with forbidden intimacy. Her eyes, still wet from recent tears, now gleamed with cold, possessive resolve—a newly kindled Nephilim fire.“You’re insane, Sell,” Edi hissed, his voice hoarse. He tried to pull his hand away, but Sella’s grip was unyielding, as if forged from steel. “You don’t understand what you’re talking about.”“On the contrary, I understand perfectly now, Edi!” Sella shot back, her tone sharp. “I felt the wild energy you absorbed from me earlier. That’s what you need to survive, isn’t it? Not just cheap lust from random women out there!”“That’s dangerous, Sella! That energy could kill us both!” Edi tried to withdraw his hand again, panicking. “I won’t let you anywhere near this world. Never.”“Oh, so you want to ‘protect’ me?” Sella
The Long Argument
“She’s also… an Incubus collector?”Sella’s trembling voice shattered the silence in their new living room, feeling colder than the recently installed air conditioner. The question hung in the air, sharp and heavy, like a verdict about to be delivered.“That’s not it, Sell! You got it all wrong!” Edi quickly replied, panicked. He stepped forward, hand outstretched, trying to snatch back Desmond’s phone—the irrefutable evidence of his double life.Sella took a step back, pulling the phone out of Edi’s reach. Her wide eyes were no longer focused on Edi but glued to the screen, rereading the message from ‘Chameleon’ with an expression mixed with horror and disgust. “How can I misunderstand, Edi? It’s written right here, clear as day! She collects Demons just like you! So what are you? Just one of her many toys? Are you going to end up as a display piece in her glass cabinet?&
There Are No Accidents in Desire
“It’s not like that!” Edi managed to grab Sella’s arm, trying to snatch the phone. But Sella fought back; her strength was unnatural. The blood of the Nephilim gave her a resistance Edi hadn't anticipated.“Desmond, what is going on? I heard another woman’s voice. Who are you with?” Amel demanded from the other end, her voice now cold.“SEE THAT?” Sella screamed, pointing at the phone as if it were evidence of a crime. “She’s jealous! All your women are possessive! Do you really think your life will be peaceful surrounded by monsters like that?”“She is not a monster!”“Then what? An angel? Just like you?” Sella sneered. With one powerful tug, she managed to break free from Edi’s grip and ran to the other side of the coffee table. She kept her distance, clutching the phone tightly.“Sella, please,” Edi pleaded, his voice softening now a
We Are All Victims
“This world is cruel, kid. It’s full of bad people who will stomp on anyone who looks weak. Edi… he will be easy prey. He has no fangs,” Dad explained, his voice filled with a worry Sella only now understood.“So what? We have Dad to protect us,” little Sella said, naively.Dad smiled sadly. “I won't be here forever, sweetheart. One day, you will have to be strong. Not just for yourself.”“What do you mean?”“You have to protect your brother, Sella,” Dad said, his grip tightening. “You have to be his shield.”“Why me? He’s the older one. He should be protecting me.”“Because you are different, kid,” Dad whispered, his eyes staring intently into Sella’s. “Inside you, there is a legacy. Something powerful. Something special that you don't even know about yet. You have a strength Big Brother Edi will never possess.&rdqu
Olivia Finally Finds Out
“No!” Sella cut him off. “Dad’s promise was for me to look after you! Because Dad knew you were weak! But you’re not weak anymore, are you? So that promise is void now. We’re equals now. Partners.”Edi stared at her, stunned by the way Sella twisted their shared memories.“So, I’m asking one more time, partner,” Sella said, her tone reverting to cold and calculated. “Are you going to take me, or do I have to find my own way to follow you to the Archon Club?”“How do you know the name of that club?” Edi asked, shocked.Sella offered a slight smile. “Your phone is incredibly useful, big brother. I managed to see the address in one of the messages from the Chameleon before you snatched it away. I might not know how to fight, but I’m not stupid.”Edi felt trapped in a web spun by his own sister. Every one of his arguments was shattered. Every attempt h
Approaching Lyra
“Enough!” Desmond snapped, his voice booming inside the car. “Listen up. Rina, you know the layout of the Archon Club. You’ll be our eyes and ears. You go in first, find a position, and give us intel on the number of guards and Kael’s location.”Rina nodded briefly. “Can be arranged. I can enter through the kitchen ventilation.”“Good,” Desmond continued, now glancing at Olivia via the rearview mirror. “You, Olivia. You’ll be our comms operator. Wait across the street at that café. From there, you can see the main entrance. Watch everyone who enters and exits. If anything is strange, let me know immediately. And that detonator,” Desmond paused briefly, “hold onto it tight. If I give the ‘red’ signal, and only if I give that signal, then you use it.”“What is the red signal?” Olivia asked suspiciously.“It’s the signal that A
Desmond in Pain
“Nine… minutes,” Desmond hissed, each word feeling like swallowing shards of glass.“Damn it, Rina cursed softly. She glanced at Sella. “Your energy is poison to him right now. Back off.” Then she looked at Olivia. “And you, your detonator is useless if our main target dies a stupid death on the sidewalk.”“So what are we supposed to do?” Olivia asked, sounding helpless for the first time.“We need a stable power source,” Rina explained, her eyes darting toward the club entrance, which was guarded by two hulking men in suits. “And the only most potent charger in that building right now is our target. The Siren.”“Lyra?” Desmond choked out, his breath ragged. “You want me to approach an Incubus-killing Siren in this state?”“You don’t have a choice,” Rina replied. She stood and pulled Desmond up with surprising strength. Des
A Toy for Lyra
"I can't," Desmond groaned, clutching his chest. His vision was blurring. His DP was draining fast. 10%. "I'll pass out before I even reach the third step.""You don't have a choice, Demon!" Rina stepped forward, her hand darting to the back of Desmond's neck, seizing a nerve point. "I can't give you any more suppressants. You need to get DP now, or your Incubus Rage is going to suck me dry of energy.""Don't touch him!"Sella's sharp voice boomed from the hallway behind them. Sella had disobeyed Desmond's orders, leaving the car and following them. She stood in the doorway, her eyes radiating pure anger and worry. Her figure, draped in a black hoodie, contrasted sharply with the dim hallway."Who do you think you are, Chameleon Demon?" Sella challenged. "Get your hands off him!""Oh, look who decided to show up," Rina sneered, ignoring Sella and keeping her grip on Desmond. "The jealous little brat. Want to join the game, Kid?""I am not a
The Surrender Process
“GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY SISTER!”Sella’s high-pitched scream tore through the air, shattering the fragile spell that had just formed between Desmond and Lyra. Driven by blind Nephilim rage, Sella lunged forward, her short nails raised like claws, aiming for the Siren’s perfect face.Rina moved a fraction of a second to intercept her, but she didn’t need to.Lyra didn’t even turn her head. She didn't shift. She only sighed, a tired, bored puff of air, yet the exhale carried a single, imperceptible note to the average ear. A pure frequency that struck Sella like an invisible wall.Sella’s body froze mid-motion. Her eyes, which had been blazing with fury, suddenly went blank, her expression paralyzed. She stopped completely, her hand mere inches from Lyra’s silver dress, as if she had become a statue frozen in time.“A noisy puppy,” Lyra hissed, her crystal blue eyes now turning to Rina, who s
I Will Submit to No One
Lyra stared at him, her crystal blue eyes wide with disbelief, shame and defeat now replacing the boredom she had so carefully maintained. She had been silenced. Her will, which had always been able to shatter any Incubus, was paralyzed before the spiritual storm Desmond unleashed.“What… what energy did you just use?” she hissed, her voice hoarse and fragile, devoid of the intoxicating Siren resonance. “That wasn’t lust—it was… pure chaos. Like shards of glass shot into the soul.”Desmond smirked, a cold, triumphant smile. “That’s the desire you claimed I couldn’t control, Siren. The locked, forbidden desire, stronger than your cheap little charm.”He stepped forward, closing the distance between them. Lyra took a step back, but her back hit the microphone stand. She was trapped.“I told you, I don’t need you to submit,” Desmond continued, his voice now returning