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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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The cat's out of the bag

Roxana fought the best that she could as they tied her up and forced a piece of cloth into her mouth before tying it in place. 

"What did you do to your face?" Ulric asked. 

She just glared at him. 

"Oh right. You can't speak." He taunted with a chuckle. "You are much more appealing when silent."

She cursed at him but it only came out as a strangled sound. "Are you cursing at me?" He asked grabbing her already bruised face. He pressed hard on the bruise she got from the fight with Ronny. 

Roxana tried to move her face away, but he grabbed her by the hair to hold her still. "Does that hurt?" he asked pressing harder. "What will you do now when you can't speak with that smart mouth of yours?" 

What would she do? She was doomed. He was going to take her to the king where she would not only have to see his disappointed face but also endure torture afterward and then die at the end.