ELLA :

My heart literally dropped when he pulled away my blanket and looked straight into my eyes, there were deep emotions in his eyes, I frowned heavily. I don't know if this is Oliver speaking or the devil to me?

How can a devil be so gentle and sensitive, why does he care if I love him or not? If I still have passion for him? Why?

I was confused by multiple unusual thoughts in my mind, hence he kept staring at my face intently searching for something, I guess.

"Who are you?" I breathed, feeling uncomfortable by his dark gaze on me.

"I am a devil," he paused,...