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Eve Of The Dark

[STORY PAUSED FOR A FEW MONTHS DUE TO EXAMS!] [WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "I'm not the prince of your fairytale," he murmured. "I'm the monster of your nightmares." ——— Ezekiel Wei— the leader of the biggest gang in Asia. Money? Fame? Women? He has it all on the tips of his fingers. He fears nothing, doesn't give a shit about love, and does whatever he wants. Cursed to the bottom of his soul. Rumors surrounded him; people said he was the Devil of devils, a sinner worse than his father could ever be. Haven Lee— an undercover agent. An assassin who transformed nightmares into reality. Bullets, knives, a living hell. Freshly reincarnated and craving revenge for all the years she suffered under the hands of the Devil himself. The only person who could take on a legion of demons and still manage to survive. The sole problem: She met the right person, under the wrong circumstances. ——— 100 Powerstones: 1 extra chapter 150 Powerstones: 2 extra chapters 200 Powerstones: 3 extra chapters 10 Golden Tickets: 1 extra chapter 30 Golden Tickets: 2 extra chapters Update Schedule: 2 chapters per day unless I end up falling sick ^^ In that case, only one chapter! I'll inform if something happens and I won't be able to upload. Instagram: ikigai_yugen7 facebook: Ikigai Yugen *The copyright to the cover belongs to the author; Please do not reuse.

ikigai_yugen · Urbain
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Closer (2)

[WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNGER READERS.]

"You know nothing about me! You don't know my situation. My life—"

"I know you're a murderer." she fired back, pushing off the wall. "What more is there to know than that?" And she stretched onto her tiptoes to get in his face. "I'm disgusted to be tied to you."

Zei's eyes flitted back and forth between hers, lit like a furnace with rage as he considered which response might sting the most.

"You didn't seem disgusted," he said after a long moment, just a whisper. "You let me hold you that night and you didn't seem disgusted." His eyes tightened. "You fucking liked it."

She knew he could feel the spark of humiliation in her — parting her lips, she wasted no time in covering it up. "You have the curse to thank for that. And you know what?" She bared her teeth to deliver a sting of her own. "I think I prefer it to you."

She still remembered that look in his eyes. It wasn't him; it was the curse.