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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

Shape shifters and Anti-demon flies.

There are numerous things in this world that could freak one out. Numerous numerous things. And one of them would be finding out your boss, a demon from a royal family has met you in lifetimes and has been pining for you for years even before you were born.

It freaked Ana out when she first heard it. When she first registered it in her brain. But talking to the man about the things he knows about her, it made her feel kind of sad for him. How could one wait for another for centuries and not look at another woman? She felt honored. Really honoured but also felt pity for im.

"How was it like?"

"What?"

"Waiting for me for centuries. How did it feel like? Did you never for once think that what if don't come back what if dont get reborn?"