Devil She Became (Devil's Angels Book 1)

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by Autumn Raynne


  “Harrison, I’ve missed you so much.” She reached up to stroke his cheek.

  “You look perfect,” he whispered as he softly kissed her lips.

  Harrison’s hands roamed to her breasts where he ran his fingers lightly over her cleavage. “I’ve missed you too,” he said.

  He looked so handsome in his dark-blue suit with light pinstripes. His hair was neatly combed, and he was clean shaven. His eyes looked a bit tired, like he had been working too much, but other than that, he looked amazing to her.

  Harrison held her in his arms, feeling her soft beautiful body next to him. He inhaled the scent of her perfume, her silky hair and sighed. She felt his immense hardness pressing against her.

  “I want you, baby,” she said, reaching down to rub him.

  “Reese… you look so beautiful,” he groaned as she continued to stroke him through his pants. He thought he would burst.

  “Fuck me, Harrison. Right here.” She slipped off her panties and grabbed his hand. Feeling her saturated with desire, he groaned out loud.

  Suddenly, he remembered where he was. His office door was unlocked. He pushed her back. “No, baby. Not here. I can’t. I’m so sorry. You look perfect, Reese. Really you do... I just can’t…” He picked up her panties and coat from the floor.

  Stunned, Reese simply stood nailed to the floor. Her heart broke inside her chest. Physically, she could feel the agonizing pain as her heart shattered like glass.

  “Why not? Why the fuck not, Harrison? Why am I not good enough for you?” she asked, choking out her words.

  “Baby, it’s not that at all. You’re a trophy. You are perfect. But I told you why. I am unavailable, like it or not. And I don’t, but we have discussed this before. Please, Reese.” He felt a sharp pain in his heart too.

  Reese began shaking as she pulled her panties on. She threw her coat over her body. “Fuck you, Harrison. You have broken my heart. This is your loss, not mine. You know what we had. She will NEVER give you what I can. NEVER. I am SICK of you. You think your money makes you so special, but it doesn’t. Your money can’t give you what I can. I loved you with all my heart, but you have shattered me. You think that bitch is so great, fucking HAVE her! Enjoy her flat chest pressed against yours; her frigid body lying next to you at night. Go live your emotionally-constipated suburban life! I have had enough. I can do SO much better than you, and I will too. NEVER speak to me again. I would have done ANYTHING to be with you, but you just threw me away. So put me in your spank-bank, asshole, because I am MOVING ON!” With that, Reese stormed out of his office, slamming the door.

  Harrison stood there, lifeless. He had no words. Every word she had screamed was true. He was shattered. What heart he had, she had stolen.

  ********

  A few months had passed and Harrison had driven by the apartment building where Reese used to live several times. She hadn’t texted him once since that day in his office. She’d left the car he had given her there in his office parking lot. He hadn’t heard anything from her at all since that day. It was as though she had simply vanished. After she had moved out of the penthouse, he had gone up there to find a few articles of clothing she had left behind. A box with a few pairs of panties, a bra and other personal items like old makeup, perfume bottles, etc. He had pressed them to his chest and taken them with him. He hadn’t been able to bear to see them swept away in the trash. A shattered picture frame had been on the floor with a torn picture of the two of them. His heart had sunk. What had he done?

  Today, as he passed the building, he thought of how miserable his life had become. Everything that Reese had, Lisa didn’t. Her beauty only highlighted how unattractive Lisa was to him. Lisa was a good mother, but that was all he could say of her. Physically, she had terrible scars from a botched breast implant surgery. Her chest was completely flat like a boy’s. She had no curves, no ass. She was covered in terrible stretch marks as well. Her brown hair hung dull and lifeless. She was the least sexy woman he had ever known. Where Reese was hot, sensual, and full of passion, Lisa was unfeeling… frigid almost.

  Lisa never made him laugh or feel alive. Reese had always been so lively, so fun to be with not just sexually, but just a genuinely interesting person. She was so intelligent as well. He had never been one to be interested in a woman’s intelligence, but he had truly admired her intellect and her quick wit. Immersed in his memories of Reese, he nearly ran off the road. Feeling defeated, he decided to head home.

  ********

  As Harrison was longing for her, Reese was settling into her new apartment on the North Shore. It wasn’t nearly as lavish as the penthouse Harrison had provided for her, but it was hers. She had a great new job as an assistant marketing director at an up and coming multimedia company, but she still missed Harrison terribly. She thought of him often and still longed for him so much she ached, but she was trying to move on.

  Tonight, she didn’t have time to think of Harrison. She had another date with an amazing new guy she had met through work. Coincidentally, he was an attorney as well, working for a prominent law firm downtown. Noah was the best guy she had met since Harrison. He was in his early thirties, an Ivy League graduate, with light-brown hair and brown eyes. Noah was debonair and suave like Harrison, although, not as arrogant, and most importantly, not married!

  Slipping into a little black dress, she sprayed her long blonde hair with a touch of hair spray and waited for Noah to arrive. He was running a bit late, which was usual for him. Occasionally, Reese got rather irritated by his inability to notice what time it was. Harrison had always been prompt.

  Just as she was about to text Noah, he arrived at her door. She opened the door, and he was holding an exquisite bouquet of red roses. “Hello, gorgeous,” he said, kissing her softly. As she melted into his kiss, she quickly forgot her irritation.

  “Thank you. These are so beautiful.” She went to put the flowers in a vase.

  Noah followed her into the kitchen. He slipped his hands around her waist and spun her around. “You look amazing, Reese.”

  His lips met hers again as passion began to overtake them. Reese curled her long fingernails into his thick hair. He looked so handsome in his dark-blue shirt and dress pants. Noah softly kissed her parted lips again and again; his tongue briefly touching hers. He could kiss sweetly, but nothing like Harrison.

  Noah scooped her up and sat her on the countertop. His lips traveled down her neck, kissing her collarbone lightly. He inhaled her sweet perfume and ran his hands over her silky hair. “Mmmm,” he moaned.

  Reese felt herself becoming very aroused. She wrapped her long legs around his waist. She rubbed herself against his growing hardness. “I want you, Noah,” she moaned, pulling him to her.

  Noah licked at her deep cleavage. Her breath was coming hard and fast. Her breasts were popping out of her bra. Reaching around her back, he undid the clasp. As her bra fell away from her breasts, his lips brushed her erect nipples.

  Noah was good, but he wasn’t Harrison. He took his time and made each second deliciously long. He languished over her body, playing her softly. He was very gentle and never got rough and demanding with her like Harrison, but she craved Harrison’s strong hands guiding her, disciplining her and dominating her. Reese hadn’t known just how much she needed a strong, powerful male hand on her until Harrison.

  Noah fell to his knees as he slowly pulled her soaking wet panties off. He lightly ran his tongue along the inside of her velvety thighs. She was already pulsating with light orgasms as he brought his tongue to her soft folds.

  Noah stood back up and began kissing her hard. She could taste her arousal all over his lips. The air was thick with the musky scent of her sex. His hardness was about to erupt out of his pants.

  “Reese,” he whispered, “I want to be inside you.” She caressed him through his pants, tugging the zipper down.

  She felt him with her hands. He was adequate but nowhere near the impressive size Harrison was.

  He eased
himself deep inside her, churning her liquid insides until she melted. Noah was always astounded at how tight she felt inside. He thrust deeply in and out of her, jerking violently as he came. “Oh, God, Reese, you are so amazing… so perfect…”

  As always, he left her wanting more, yearning for a strong hand to force her like Harrison’s. She slowly slid off the counter to retrieve her wet panties. She went to change them, but Noah grabbed her arm.

  “No, Reese. Wear them like that tonight, please.” Noah smiled at her.

  Reese smiled back and kissed him. “Anything you like, baby.” Pulling up her soaked panties, she pulled them tight between her legs.

  “Wear them like that all night and give them to me when I drop you off later.” Noah flashed his eyes at her.

  Reese giggled. “Sure.”

  Noah slapped her lightly on her ass as they left.

  Chapter 13

  A few nights later, as the air was turning colder, Harrison was donning a custom-made Kiton tuxedo for the charity ball Lisa compelled him to attend every year. It was for a good cause, and many of his legal colleagues would attend as well. It was terrific publicity for his practice, and the local press generally ran stories on the more prominent attendees, of which he was included. Looking in the mirror, he had to admit he looked quite handsome. Sadly, he thought how much better he would look with gorgeous Reese on his arm wearing a designer dress and bearing her perfect cleavage. Her long blonde hair would be curled softly about her shoulders, and she’d be wearing a Harry Winston Holly Wreath diamond necklace. He smiled at the thought, then his smile turned to a frown as he glimpsed Lisa coming down the stairs wearing a fabulous cream-colored, crystal-studded Versace gown. On a woman like Reese, the gown would have been stunning, but on Lisa, it simply hung there. The neckline was plunging – designed to show off amazing cleavage – but on Lisa, it just revealed her bony chest. She hadn’t tanned for the occasion and her skin looked too pale. Her dull brown hair was swept up and caught with diamond clips, revealing her décolletage. On Reese, this would have been irresistible, but Lisa’s frame was just too bony and awkward. Harrison tried to give her a slight smile, but all he could do was grimace.

  Lisa gave him a tiny smile. “You look handsome, Harrison.” She pecked him on the cheek.

  “Thank you. That gown is exquisite.” He slipped his hand to her waist to escort her outside.

  Lisa nodded. “Kiton?” She referred to his tuxedo.

  “Absolutely,” he replied, not looking at her. They went in to check on the girls before they left.

  As they hopped in Harrison’s Aston Martin, Lisa began her tirade on how much she hated the luxury sports car.

  “Why the hell did you have to buy this insanely expensive car? It’s ridiculous, Harrison.”

  Harrison rolled his eyes. God, he hated listening to her shrill voice. It was like nails on a chalkboard; her voice pierced right through his head.

  “You’re bitching about money? That’s the least of our worries, Lisa. This fucking tux was nearly $40,000.00! Seriously, money means so little to us who have so much of it. You seem to enjoy going to that ridiculous Swiss spa four times a year!”

  Lisa folded her arms tightly about her body.

  “You just use this car to pick up sluts.”

  Harrison pounded the steering wheel. “I am sick and tired of your mouth, Lisa. It’s enough already. It’s my money and I will spend it the way I want.”

  “Fine, Harrison, this argument is becoming so tedious.”

  They drove in silence to the ball. As they pulled up, the valet took the car. Several photographers were outside. It was almost a red carpet event. Harrison, being the narcissist he was, enjoyed having his photo taken. How he wished he could have Reese at his side instead of Lisa.

  As Harrison and Lisa made their rounds to greet his colleagues and make small talk, a brief hush fell over the crowd. A commotion was causing many of the guests to gather around the entrance of the ballroom. As Harrison craned his neck, he could see the outline of a stunningly beautiful woman with blonde hair wearing a deep-blue gown. Huge sparkling diamond earrings glittered from her earlobes. Wow. He guessed she must be a celebrity, but he couldn’t see her face. As the crowd parted, the woman and her escort walked toward them.

  His heart stopped and he nearly fainted. It was Reese!

  No, it was Reese escorted by some other guy… a guy he knew… a colleague of his. Noah Klein to be specific. Noah was a hotshot young attorney at Stein, Cohen, and Bloomberg, a litigation firm downtown.

  Reese… she looked breathtaking in a stunning blue gown with a plunging neckline just as he had imagined her in earlier in the evening. Her ample cleavage was evident, and she was wearing a Harry Winston necklace! Just like his fantasy.

  If Reese noticed him, she didn’t acknowledge it. She glided across the room with Noah to their table. She stopped to have her photo snapped several times posing with Noah. Harrison’s eyes burned with envy. That asshole would be pictured with Reese and not him. His hands clenched into tight fists, and his ring cut deeply into his hand. Her long blonde hair was resting softly about her shoulders like a silken shawl. He could hear her tinkling laughter through the crowd. She was laughing at something Noah said! He was making her smile and laugh. Harrison felt his blood boil.

  Then music began to play, and they got up to dance. Noah’s hands gripped Reese’s tiny waist as they began to move to the music. Her body was pressed tightly to his, her breasts against his chest. Harrison felt dizzy. He couldn’t take this.

  “Lisa, you have to excuse me. I see Paul Murphy has arrived.” Lisa merely gave him a curt nod and turned back to the woman next to her.

  Harrison got up from the table and strode over to Reese and Noah.

  “May I cut in?” he asked, gallantly nodding to Noah. Startled, Noah looked at him.

  “Well, hello there, Grantham, how the hell are you?” He stopped to shake his hand.

  Reese stopped dancing and stared at him. Her blue eyes lit up for a moment with delight, then narrowed with contempt for him.

  “Excuse me, sir, we were dancing.” She put her hand on Noah’s shoulder. He noticed a huge diamond ring on her left ring finger. Was that AN ENGAGEMENT RING? Harrison felt faint.

  “Noah, I couldn’t help but notice your beautiful partner here. Surely you wouldn’t mind allowing me a short dance with this stunning lady, would you?”

  He held his hand out to Reese.

  Noah shrugged. “If she doesn’t mind.”

  Reese reluctantly took his hand.

  As Harrison spun her away from Noah, she hissed. “How dare you!”

  “How dare you? Is that a fucking engagement ring?”

  Reese smiled at him. She adored seeing him this upset and jealous. It was about time he felt some fucking pain.

  “No. It’s just a ‘promise’ ring. We have only dated a few months. Why do you care? You had me. You threw me away. Now you want me back?”

  They kept dancing perfectly in time to the music. No one suspected they were arguing.

  Harrison sighed. He pressed his chest to hers and could feel her heartbeat. Her same perfume sweet as ever.

  “Reese, I don’t know what to say.” He cleared his throat.

  “Well, you have me here in your arms, so you better say something.” Just being this close to him made her heart pound.

  Harrison gazed deeply into her eyes. “I love you, Reese. I haven’t ever stopped. I can’t allow you to be with this other jerk.”

  Reese’s heart soared, but her pride forced her to reject his words.

  “Allow me?” She gave a short laugh. “It’s not up to you. I don’t belong to you anymore! I would have done anything to be with you, Harrison, but your reputation and family mean more to you than I do.”

  Harrison knew the song was about to end. He pulled Reese close to him, pressing her tightly into his muscular chest. “You are mine, Reese Vogel. Forever. I won’t let you go.”

  Reese felt his h
ands tightly about her waist, and she remembered how forceful he could be. She nearly melted into him.

  “Harrison,” she said softly, turning her face up to him.

  The music began to drift away. Noah tapped Harrison on the shoulder. “Hey, man, can I have my girlfriend back?” He chuckled.

  Harrison kept a tight hold on Reese. “No!” With that, he planted his lips firmly on Reese’s mouth, astonishing them both. Reese’s resistance vanished, and she kissed him back passionately.

  Astounded, Noah pulled Harrison away from Reese. “She’s my girlfriend, Harrison. What the fuck do you think you are doing?”

  Harrison pushed him back forcefully. “She’s not yours anymore.” He took her hand and began to lead her off the dance floor.

  Noah ran after them. “Reese!” She turned to him and gave him a bewildered look as Harrison quickly whisked her outside.

  Noticing a commotion on the dance floor, the women next to Lisa pointed to Harrison. Lisa glanced over at him just in time to see him kissing some blonde! Lisa’s blood began to boil. Anger and embarrassment flushed her face red as she excused herself from the table.

  Completely caught up in the moment, Harrison wasn’t thinking about what he was doing. He just knew he couldn’t stand for Reese to be with anyone else. Ever. Outside, Reese stopped him.

  “Harrison! What the hell are you doing? Your wife was in there. My boyfriend is running after us now. What is going on?”

  As he stood there, he gathered his thoughts. What was he going to do now? His wife was there, his colleagues… Noah was probably coming to confront him.

  Suddenly, Harrison saw nothing but black as Noah’s fist landed squarely on his left jaw. He staggered backward, but didn’t fall.

  “Noah!” Reese screamed, running to Harrison’s side.

  Harrison pulled back and slammed his fist into Noah’s face. It made a loud cracking sound as the bones in Harrison’s hand smashed against Noah’s nose.

  Blood poured from Noah’s nose. “Oh, my God!” People were screaming.

  “Stop them!” Reese pleaded for someone to help.

 

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