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Heart of Darkness

He put one hand on the door beside her head before leaning forward. What was he doing? Trying to intimidate her again? “Truth is…” He began to speak in a low voice and she strained her ears but all she could hear was her heartbeat. “I hate when you touch me because I like it so much.” Her eyes widened in surprise and he leaned even closer before continuing to speak. “I also hate the way you smell…” she could hear him inhale her scent “You smell delicious. And I hate your hair because it’s tempting. I want to run my fingers through it, pull it gently while I taste your lips and bite your neck.” Angelica suddenly felt like there was no air left in the room. “Your touch makes me unable to resist doing those things and all the other things I want to do to you.” “Oth...other things.” She breathed not realizing she was thinking loudly. One side of his lips curved into a smile. “Imagine all the things a man would want to do to you. I want to do those things and much more.” He leaned closer bringing his lips next to her ear. “Because I am no man. I am a beast. A hungry one. So unless you want me to bite you, refrain from touching me.” **************** A woman alone in a man’s world. In a time and place where it’s difficult for a woman to live alone, protect and provide for herself, Angelica must find a provider and a protector after her father is accused of being a traitor and executed by the king. Now known as a traitor's daughter, she must survive in a cruel world ruled by men, and in order to do so she ends up seeking protection in a man feared by everyone. A man with many scars. Both physically and mentally. A man punished for his pride. Rayven is a man with many scars. They cover his face and punish his soul. He can never show himself without people recoiling at the sight of him. Except for one woman who willingly comes knocking on his door. Is she an additional punishment sent to him, or will she be his salvation?

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Chapter 87

Angelica didn't listen to a word that Lord Rayven read for her last night even though she loved his voice. After he ground his hips against hers like that her mind had shut down and something she never felt before awakened in her. It kept her from thinking about anything else than what her body felt.

She looked at the empty bed beside her. Where did he go? And then she looked around his room. It was a mess after bringing all of her things and placing them just anywhere. Clearly, she would stay here from now on. It was real now and she became very nervous. She had only shared space with her brother, not with a full-grown man. 

How would she bathe or change comfortably? She shook her head remembering that he would see all of her sooner or later and her heart skipped a beat. She was really a wife now. What was she supposed to do? How was she supposed to act? She had prepared herself for the cold Rayven when she was getting married not this one.