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Trapped in the hands of a devil

"Why did you poison my drink?" He asked, his dark red eyes glaring down at her. Her eyes widened, her face paling at the accusation. "I... I didn't..." She stammered, shaking her head in denial. "it's not poison!" It couldn't have been. "Very well then." He grinned, his unusually long canines coming into view. "Drink up." There, she knew she'd gotten herself into trouble. . . . It was supposed to be an easy task but when the devilish Devon Dwayne accused her of spiking his drink, Leticia Andros found herself thrust into a completely different world at the mercy of a man she barely knew. And he had no intention of letting her go. He planned on tearing her apart, bit by bit but the more he tried, the harder he failed, making him realise she's a lot more than she looked. Perhaps she could be used to his advantage. But the longer Leticia stayed there, the more dangers lurked around her yet she must confront her emotions and fight her growing affection towards Devon. Will Leticia break free from his clutches and find a way to take control of her own destiny? Or will she give in to the threats that looms over her? . . " Call me a devil or whatever you wish to. But then know this. Once you're in, there is no way out. You are trapped in the hands of this devil. YOU ARE MINE". ***Didn't intend on making this book a slow burn but then here we are. But trust me when I say you're gonna enjoy every minute of it.***

Bleeding_Ink · Fantasy
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He's drawn to her.

Quynn wasn't expecting such an irritated tone from her. He had never even heard her talk to anyone like that before. He wondered if it was because of whatever was wrong with her currently, or if she was simply giving him a taste of his own medicine.

"I see a lady in distress.It's only normal I ask her..."

"Kindly save yourself the stress," she cut him off, her voice crisp and dismissive. And with that, she walked away, leaving Quynn standing there, surprised by her behavior.

But his face remained impassive, revealing none of his thoughts. He only slipped his hand into his pocket and watched her walk into her room, his eyes narrowing slightly .

***

Leticia discarded the heels and went straight to her bed, collapsing onto it with a sigh. She grabbed a soft pillow and hugged it close, replaying the events from earlier that day in her mind. Everything was going so right, then it suddenly went all wrong.