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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 · Fantasía
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She must have been so terrified

Leticia recoiled, her bare feet staining with Karina's blood as it flowed across the floor like a dark, viscous tide. Terror filled her eyes as she fell to her knees, chanting, "No... No... I didn't." But she did. And But evidence laid before her.

Although she knew if she didn't kill Karina, the maid would not spare her. It was only right to kill her. Her heart pounded in her chest, threatening to shatter her very sanity. Tears welled up in her eyes, blurring her vision as she struggled to comprehend it all. She wanted to flee, to scream, to erase the memories of the past few minutes, but her body seemed rooted to the spot, paralyzed by shock and horror.

Just then, a loud bang shook the room, the door slamming against the wall with enough force to rattle the windows. She felt his presence fill the room and although it calmed her a little bit, still she didn't move. He's here.