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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
Not enough ratings
85 Chs

I'm sorry

Jacintha entered the dining room, expecting to see familiar faces. Instead, she found it empty, and her brows furrowed in confusion. Where was everyone? She searched for Devon, Leticia, Cecil, and Quynn, but they were nowhere to be found. Had they gone out? Devon hadn't mentioned anything about going somewhere.

Shrugging, Jacintha thought, 'He'll probably tell me later. If not, it's none of my business.' She walked away from his doorstep, considering her options.

"Maybe I'll spend some time in the library until they return," She grinned. She had missed reading dearly. During her time with Eamon, he had forbidden her from reading, barely allowing her to leave her room.

Pushing aside the dark memories, Jacintha opened the door to Devon's huge library. A warm smile spread across her face as she scanned the shelves for a captivating book.