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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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Should I kill my father and crumble

He released her from his hug and gave her a faint smile.

"I am sorry for locking you in here. Issues with Marcey and I didnt want you getting in trouble."

Ana brought her hands to herself feeling awkward for retuning the hug. "No problem. It is just, I would rather things be explained to me and decisions for me be made by me."

"Aye aye captain." He says with a joking expression.

Ana rubs her face and smells something in her hand. It sed like Ethan. She squeezed her face and quickly hid her hand behind her back as if she didnt want the man to smell her hand. "I will...uhhmm.." she clears her throat and carefully walks past the man. "Be going to my room. I am sleepy and it's a Sunday so..."