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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 · Fantasie
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The Master

He stood there, his arms crossed over his chest. His eyes were dark and angry as he stared down at his feet. He took a glance at his golden wristwatch and his brows creased and that was when he began to hear footsteps. He could hear her running towards the garden.

Some seconds later, she came running in. Her eyes frantically searched around and widened when they fell on Devon, who looked really pissed. She walked to and before she could start apologising, he snapped, "Is this your 12pm? I'd told you nothing later than 12. Were you deaf?"

She looked down, "I..."

"Look up when I'm talking to you!" His voice made her flinch and something crossed his eyes for a second. Leticia looked up at his face, wishing he wasn't so tall, "I'm sorry. I lost track of time."