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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 · Fantasy
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207 Chs

It is hard to control yourself?

Ana entwines her fingers feeling her palm starting to sweat. Why was he asking her this all of a sudden?

"My father is late."

"I am aware of that." He turns his head to her direction and watched her gaze move to the man in front. Ethan reaches forward and pressed a button. They both watch as the black glass wall make a portion between them and the chauffeur.

"I was a good daughter to him." She responds a sad smile on her lips before adding. "As far as I can remember." She watched him smile and nods his head. She knew he was about to turn his head the other way and quickly asks. "Were you?" Her voice sounded hurried and she patiently waited hoping she hadnt crossed a line. "Were you a good son to your father?"

The man chuckles and immediately responds. "No."

Ana furrows her brows. "You are not a good son to your mom and not a good son to your father. Boss..."