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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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Where is 'The Queen'?

He quickly averts his eyes and begins to look through the other dresses. He finally walks to a dress with the faintest of pink color. Ana walks towards the dress and begins to gape at it.

"This..." he feels the texture. Great enough for her. "Do you like it...?"

She nods her head and carefully feels the fabric. The embroidery around the chest was lovely iwth little fairies running around what seem to a garden. "This is beautiful." But it must be expensive. Just the embroidery would be a lot of work. She wouldn't want to impose on him. Just as she was about to tell him she would be better off picking something less expensive, Ethan walks to the back of the dress and his eyes widens.

He quickly averts his eyes and takes a step forward. "Ananstasia...I don't think this will compliment your skin color. Let's look at other ones..this isnt good. Where is the 'Queen'?"