The Prisoner of the Devils'

Invasion

The black car seemed to have just stopped right in the yard of a minimalist house. Skylar got down from there and handed the keys to a man who had just walked up to him, before galloping into the house.

"How's it?" skylar asked a middle-aged woman who had just welcomed his arrival.

"He's fine, sir," the woman replied as she continued to follow in her footsteps.

The man walked up the stairs one by one with quiet steps. In his left hand was a bouquet of flowers. After almost a minute, he arrived at the door of a white-painted room. The man took a deep breath and exhaled slowly before reaching out and opening the door.

His lips pinched into a thin but sincere smile when he saw the figure of an angel who seemed to be staring at the night scene in front of a large window. Skylar entered the spacious and dimly lit room, approaching the figure sitting on the wheelchair. His steps are slow and calm with a genuine smile that never comes off every time he steps.

Slowly, the man crouched down in front of the Angel, staring fixedly at the pale beautiful face.

"Hi .." she said in such a gentle tone. "You missed me? I brought this for you."

Skylar placed the flower on the lap of the girl. His pale lips did not move in the slightest to respond to Skylar's heavy voice. Her dark iris did not even stare at someone who had just spoken to her. The highlight of his eyes was only fixed on one point that was out there that immediately made Skylar's heart feel squeezed when he saw the figure of the beautiful angel did not respond to his words.

Skylar clasped the cold, frail hand before saying, "I'll marry her. Yes, that girl. I hope you'll let me."

The big hand stretched out rubbing one of the thin cheeks of the fragile angel who looked pitiful.

"I promise I won't let you down. You should wait for me, honey. And you'll be happy after this. I promise!"

****

"Order Andreas to my room immediately. Now!"

Skylar disconnected the phone after saying the command line. He wanted to find out about the preparation of his marriage which was handed over to his personal assistant and confidant, Andreas.

Not long after, the door of the study room finally opened and showed Andreas moving into his room.

"What's up, Mr. Sky?" andreas asked after slightly bowing respectfully.

"How are my wedding preparations?"

"Everything is ready, sir. The wedding will be in four days."

Really, Skylar can't linger anymore. His entire body had urged half to die to torture the damned girl who was trapped inside his penthouse. He could not wait to see the girl crying over his life for losing all the happiness he had.

"Sorry, Sir. We have tried as quickly as possible to prepare everything" Andreas said defending himself from the anger of his master.

Alright. That's not a big deal. Four more days. Just briefly. Skylar will wait for that very beautiful moment.

However, something planned is not necessarily possible. Just like Skylar. When he said that he would refrain from harming the girl before her wedding day, it did not materialize, everything was in his mind. Everything that was said in the office, nothing was proven.

The man had even been standing right in front of Starla's room, staring intently at the completely innocent ivory-white painted door before her. For some reason, the face of the damned girl always haunts his mind. Skylar swore that he hated that face so much. Moreover, when the girl let out a tear in front of him, Skylar really, really hated Starla.

If it were to be honest, Skylar also did not understand his current feelings. Why would he have to vent everything on a girl who was not even innocent at all? The real girl is not the main culprit for what happened to her sister?

Right Xander said, he should not have to overdo the girl who was completely innocent, because indeed the girl was completely innocent. He was childish for venting his anger at a weak girl like Starla, as Xander had said. Yeah, it should be like that.

But, whether the wind from which direction seemed to slap his head firmly, made himself aware to continue his cruel attitude. After all, in Skylar's eyes, the girl remained guilty. Whatever it is. Starla remains guilty of being involved in Gabriella's affairs.

With a quick movement, her hand stretched open the door to make a sound that made Starla scream in shock. The woman who was lying on the bed then rose to her feet with eyes wide with fear when she saw Skylar who stepped quickly closer to her.

"What—" Not yet had Starla finish her sentence, Skylar suddenly pushed her body to the brunt of the bed, Skylar then placed himself between Starla's thighs and slightly overstressed the small body. Without caring about the scream with a heavy puff because the girl had difficulty breathing due to piercing from her large body. His sturdy body that was still wrapped in a white shirt was almost covering the entire body of the tiny Starla.

"Take me off!"

Starla re-opens, but her voice muffles when Skylar silences her mouth with her thin lips.****** and presses her harshly. Those little hands were trying to push and hit the big body on it. But no matter how much power was expended, Skylar did not shift in the slightest. His two wide-open legs moved wildly into the air.

Skylar's head moved down to the neck of Starla's level after releasing that lip, and at that very moment the shrill cry sounded, deafening. Skylar did not care. It was precisely the man who was delighted at his invasion of that weak body beneath him that could not fight him at all. The man then inhaled the distinctive scent deeply, sucking and biting it occasionally, making the owner scream in pain. His big hand then moved cupped the chest of the girl then squeezed it firmly, without leaving his face from the curve of the girl's neck.

"You're going to be ruined tonight" she whispered as she tore roughly the nightgown Starla wore. He then caught the girl's two little hands and pressed her with one hand onto the bed. While the other hand, wriggling on the full and dense chest. The girl grew increasingly frustrated as Skylar pulled************ down.

Starla's body stiffened along with her strongly bent toes, as well as her tightly clenched hands as she felt Skylar's warm mouth filling the peak of her chest. It was undeniable that the strange feeling made his feelings restrained for a moment. Skylar sucked it greedily, occasionally playing his tongue on the solid. He continued to move his tongue and head, completely indifferent to the pleas and cries of the girl below him.

Skylar sensed Starla who was no longer able to grin. The heavy crunch accompanied by the sobbing was simply unable to make Skylar's heart melt and stop his depraved actions. Both of the girls' hands were even completely restrained by her big fingers on Starla's head.

"You're gonna be ruined tonight, Star!"