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Heart of Darkness

He put one hand on the door beside her head before leaning forward. What was he doing? Trying to intimidate her again? “Truth is…” He began to speak in a low voice and she strained her ears but all she could hear was her heartbeat. “I hate when you touch me because I like it so much.” Her eyes widened in surprise and he leaned even closer before continuing to speak. “I also hate the way you smell…” she could hear him inhale her scent “You smell delicious. And I hate your hair because it’s tempting. I want to run my fingers through it, pull it gently while I taste your lips and bite your neck.” Angelica suddenly felt like there was no air left in the room. “Your touch makes me unable to resist doing those things and all the other things I want to do to you.” “Oth...other things.” She breathed not realizing she was thinking loudly. One side of his lips curved into a smile. “Imagine all the things a man would want to do to you. I want to do those things and much more.” He leaned closer bringing his lips next to her ear. “Because I am no man. I am a beast. A hungry one. So unless you want me to bite you, refrain from touching me.” **************** A woman alone in a man’s world. In a time and place where it’s difficult for a woman to live alone, protect and provide for herself, Angelica must find a provider and a protector after her father is accused of being a traitor and executed by the king. Now known as a traitor's daughter, she must survive in a cruel world ruled by men, and in order to do so she ends up seeking protection in a man feared by everyone. A man with many scars. Both physically and mentally. A man punished for his pride. Rayven is a man with many scars. They cover his face and punish his soul. He can never show himself without people recoiling at the sight of him. Except for one woman who willingly comes knocking on his door. Is she an additional punishment sent to him, or will she be his salvation?

JasmineJosef · Fantasy
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277 Chs

Morning meetings

"Where is he?" Blayze asked impatiently as they waited for Skender to attend the morning meeting. "He tells us to not come late, yet he is the one late." 

Rayven noticed that Blayze was getting more and more annoyed with Skender. But they weren't the only enemies right now. Somehow the quiet Vitale was not so quiet anymore. He was also irritated by someone in particular and that was none other than Lazarus. 

"Don't let him hear you," Lazarus warned Blayze. "You don't want to be drowned." 

Blayze scoffed. Rayven wondered sometimes if Blayze's sin hadn't been wrath if he would be different. He had realized himself that just because he was redeemed didn't make him charming all of a sudden. Some things were part of their personalities. Maybe Blayze wouldn't be so angry but he would still have some impulsiveness left. 

"At least I am not scared to smile at him after he drowns me," Blayze told him.