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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

The one you so cherish

Even if he wanted to counter what she just said, he couldn't. She is right. He is old and he couldn't counter with soemthing like she is young could he?

"I can do this as well." he points at the screen when she turned on the WiFi. He turns his hard gaze at Marcey who was now busy with her phone. "Unlike someone who thinks i can't."

Ana taps his wrist and asks him to focus. "You then do this and you can pick any browser. Browsers are you know...like places where you wmat to surf the Internet."

"I know what a browser is Anastasia. I am old but I move with the time." He says in tired tone.

"You are already late to the conference." Marcey says in a sing song as she alights from her seat and begins to walk towards the kitchen.

"Oh...I am sorry. I will quickly help you with his and..."

Ethan placed a hand on her wrist. "Take your time. It is fine."