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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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85 Chs

Spider

He sent her a sheepish smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners. But Leticia just kept staring, her expression unreadable. Really? He wants to abduct her? She thought, her mind still racing from the way he'd grabbed her.

"Are you that surprised to see me?" He asked, his voice low and smooth. "You look pale right now." He took a step closer, his smile faltering for a moment.

Leticia's heart raced as she took a step back, her opal eyes fixed on his. She glanced around the hall and thankfully, they were the one ones around. She grabbed his hand and pulled him to the nearest room and locked the door behind them.

She felt a bit at ease so she turned to him. He was smiling faintly,looking handsome in his shirt and pants. His auburn hair was neatly trimmed making him look prim as usual.

"I...I wasn't expecting you, Manuel," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. She admitted to herself guiltily, She's almost forgotten about him.