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Our King's Deadly Sin

Anastasia Brown. A fierce yet careless young lady. All alone in a world of cruelty. Surrounded by enemies with no one to trust. Ethan Dmitri Petrov. An introverted demon billionaire with a dark past and a wounded soul. Although looking perfect on the outside, it was impossible to weigh the kind of pain Ethan held inside him. Soothed by an imaginary female he began to write letters to 200 years ago, he was able to survive through the world of war and the numerous innocent blood he had shed. Somehow, 200 years later the letters get to Anastasia who seem to not give a care in the world but things start to change the moment Ana becomes moved by the romance and pain passed through words and starts to write back to a man she is not aware of. With another war lurking around, unexpected people plotting deceit and Ethans unacceptable sin of the time he was known as Dmitri, is there a silver lining for them, or is there life meant to be hell on earth? Will Ana be his rescue or would she be his arrest? Excerpt Truthfully he responds. "Money flows with me. Together, we are the root of all evil. You will not do well with a man like me." Her eyes shone when she heard money and her brain began to process 1000 things money would do to her. Leaning forward, she places her left hand on his and softly says. "Then we should get married. You see, marrying the root of all evil has been my lifetime goal." Ethan was left speechless.

introvertedauthor · Fantasy
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207 Chs

Could he quit his job for a hug?

Ana glances at the workers but not a single one of them paid them any attention. She stares at Ethan who has been immobile for some seconds. Could he be realising what he had done? She quickly shakes the thought off her mind. Ethan wouldn't know about indirect kisses like that. She glances at the carton drink she was holding. Should she drink it or throw it away?

If she throws it away, he would think it was because of him and having known him for hours, he will definitely overthink it. She raises drink to her lips and takes a sip from the straw feeling her stomach fill up with butterflies. Ana quickly retracted her lips.

"What the heck?" She mutters her other hand touching her stomach but his demon ears had picked on them. He turns around and casts a concerned glance at her. Remembering that he would have heard, she fakes an awkward laughter and tells him. "Ahaha...I think you drank too much. My drink remains only a little."