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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

You who I am in love with?

Ana didnt know why her heart was beating strangely and faster at that. She smiles and stares at her toes.

What does she know about love?

Her memory flashed to when she was eleven. The war that had broken out back then? What it had done to her and the remains of it that eveyone couldn still see in the abandoned huge buildings and in the slums of the street. With half the population of humans acting normal while being traumatised and half greedy for power to survive.

She shakes her head and turns her gaze to him. "I know nothing about love boss. What can I know? I grew up with the war. How could I possibly love?" She scoffs, gets on her feet and kicks the floor. Squatting back down so that she was adjacent him, she asks him in a soft voice. "Enough about me. Do you...do you want to talk about her?"