His Majesty's Devious Sins
[Mature Content.] "Past, present, and future, I will always want you." _______ Adeline had a plan to obtain her freedom: Step one: kill the King. Step two: run away and live happily ever after. Did that happen? No. Adeline's plan was rudely interrupted by a mysterious, yet handsome stranger who stole her weapon at midnight. Elias Luxton was a heartless King notorious for his merciless antics. He was the monster that lurked in the shadows. Adeline Rose was a dethroned Princess with a dark past. After her parents' murder and an super stealing her throne, she flees to the Empire of Wraith and unexpectedly meets Elias. Elias claimed he knew her. But she didn't remember him. And Adeline wants nothing to do with him. The problem? Adeline was supposed to kill him, but he wants to marry her. Will she be able to escape the clutches of this shameless King? Or will she have to face the demons of her past, all alone? _______ [WARNING: THERE'S MATURE CONTENT IN THIS STORY] Excerpt: "Now, take it off." She blinked up at him, astonished by his words. "What?" she whispered, wondering if her ears had betrayed her. "My shirt," he mused, his burning gaze landing upon her. "But why?" she asked. "So the next time I wear it, I have flashbacks of ravishing you." _______ Editors: okatuvslife & Skale93 This book is found exclusively on webnovel.com. Please do not post it anywhere else.
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Lydia gawked at him like he was crazy. To say that out loud and arrogantly, did he not have shame?! Still, her stomach fluttered, and she had a feeling she'd quite enjoy that. Regardless, she was too stubborn to admit it and simply rolled her eyes.
"As if you'll ever be able to bend me over your knees," Lydia scoffed, walking out of the door and beginning to lock it.
Lydia tried to ignore his cold body hovering over hers, watching her type in the combination. He was tall and towered over her, preventing her from hiding the passcode.
"I conquer every challenge that comes my way," Weston remarked, standing incredibly close to her. He could pin her against the door if he wished.
Lydia swallowed. She didn't want to turn around and look into his dark eyes. Sometimes, they were bright red when his emotions were on high alert. But most of the time, they were a dark brown.