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Our King's Deadly Sin

Anastasia Brown. A fierce yet careless young lady. All alone in a world of cruelty. Surrounded by enemies with no one to trust. Ethan Dmitri Petrov. An introverted demon billionaire with a dark past and a wounded soul. Although looking perfect on the outside, it was impossible to weigh the kind of pain Ethan held inside him. Soothed by an imaginary female he began to write letters to 200 years ago, he was able to survive through the world of war and the numerous innocent blood he had shed. Somehow, 200 years later the letters get to Anastasia who seem to not give a care in the world but things start to change the moment Ana becomes moved by the romance and pain passed through words and starts to write back to a man she is not aware of. With another war lurking around, unexpected people plotting deceit and Ethans unacceptable sin of the time he was known as Dmitri, is there a silver lining for them, or is there life meant to be hell on earth? Will Ana be his rescue or would she be his arrest? Excerpt Truthfully he responds. "Money flows with me. Together, we are the root of all evil. You will not do well with a man like me." Her eyes shone when she heard money and her brain began to process 1000 things money would do to her. Leaning forward, she places her left hand on his and softly says. "Then we should get married. You see, marrying the root of all evil has been my lifetime goal." Ethan was left speechless.

introvertedauthor · Fantasia
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207 Chs

Are you a good daughter

"My mother is a beautiful woman."

"I know. I have seen her on your back." She smiles at the man who was now standing.

"We should leave now."

"You want to avoid yor mom?"

"She would have left." He touched the tip of his nose and raised his head to the ceiling. "I am a bad son."

"You are. From what I have heard, you really are a bad son. The unfilial one. The one every parent never pray to have."

Ethan turns his head to her and smiles faintly. "Are you talking her side? Without meeting her or hearing my point of view?"

"I don't know what point of view you have..." she rises to her feet and walks to where he was standing. "But if your mom has not seen you in three months, you must be a bad son then."

"You don't sound very nice to your boss Anastasia." He reminds placing both hands in his pocket.