webnovel

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
Not enough ratings
207 Chs

The wounds of the heart never heal.

Her heart began to thump so hard that it became uncomfortable to ignore. She could not dare to rest her head on his chest and stiffly laid there. His hand on her waist was hot. Not hot enough to hurt her but hot enough to stirr up things in her stomach. The hand he placed on her back was cold. Not freezing cold but cold enough for her to be aware of it. Her whole body was on alert at the moment. The butterflies in her stomach wouldn't stop moving around and her breast began to itchy and so she moved slightly to find one friction for them but only ended up rubbing chest with him.

Ethan moved his left hand to the back of her head and gently pushed her head to his chest. The coldness of his hand seem to seep into her brain and a feeling of tiredness washed over her. Causing her whole body to become soft.