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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 · Fantasi
Peringkat tidak cukup
85 Chs

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Her back hit the soft duvet of the large bed softly and she smiled at the fluffiness enveloping her. Devon crawled on top of her and her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist. She felt his thick length graze her stomach as he captured hers lips in a fiery kiss. His mouth was hot. Hot like inferno.

Her heart was thumping in her chest. She was nervous. She's never done this before. But she wanted to. With him. She trusted he would be gentle. She trusted him. His lips left hers and down to her neck. His hands massaged her breats gently before showering them with kisses. He kissed lower, to her flat stomach, his tongue tracing her V-line.