His Dear Devilish Angel
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After witnessing the cruel reality of the world at a very young age, she matured early. However, despite giving her everything, she couldn't save her family from myriads of schemes.
she got used to the darkness so much to the point of subconsciously running away from light.
Having been forced to wear his name since her 18th birthday, she was angered at the mere thought of him. yet knowing that it was his territory, she willingly walked in.
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"I remember telling you my little fox, if you came back, your escape chances will be zero to none." he said as he gently outlined her jawline down to her neck and her clavicle with his jade like fingers.
"Oh, and what makes you think you can control my life?" her eyes had the very same indifference she carried when she entered the room.
seeing those eyes, his lips curved in amusement, he took hold of her right wrist and showed her the bracelet she was wearing.
"Well, you already have my stamp on you, so... from your mind to your heart and from your body to soul, everything is under my ownership,.... all of you are mine, baby girl."
her indifferent eyes instantly filled with anger and irritation. She glared at him and forcefully pulled her hand out of his grip.
he chuckled dotingly at her reaction as he held her face in his palms and said, " Now that's my little fox with those bright eyes."
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Amoureuse · Urban
