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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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I can't even see a thing...

He might have tried to hide it but nothing could stop Ana from noticing how nervous he is to leave the house.

"Are you sure you want to go?"

"I have to. Else my mother would stomp here and make a scene in front of the house. If I am not careful, she might even threaten to take her own life."

Ana would have thought he was being dramatic except that she had heard his mother talk and although she hadn't seen the woman, from her tone and manner of speaking; especially about the man, she could deduce that she wasn't a soft woman to deal with. She is probably the type that will twist his ears and ask him to bring home a wife because she wants grandkids to play with.

"Does your mother know?" She wriggles her brows at him. "About your lady crush?"