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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 · Fantasia
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Suspicion

He glanced around before walking out of the garden. He was sure no one was around but then as he looked up, he bumped into Cecil, who eyed him curiously. "Coming out of the garden?" Cecil asked, his tone laced with curiosity.

Luis didn't respond, instead asking, "What have you been up to lately Cecil? You rarely come home."

Cecil chuckled, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "You know, here and there. How about you? What's new?"

Luis shrugged, his expression neutral. "Where are you headed?"

"Why are you asking questions without answering mine?"Cecil asked with a nervous and short laugh, his gaze narrowing on Luis.

Luis met Cecil's gaze, his expression calm as usual. Cecil looked ahead, seeing the glass door leading to the garden," You're coming from in there. How'd you get in?" He was now more suspicious than curious.