(WARNING THIS BOOK IS RATED 18+!!!!)

She was a gift
He was the owner.
And the ancient angel was going to stop at nothing to protect what was unquestionably his.
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Using his large hands to hold her waist, he positioned himself at her entrance teasing her a little by rubbing himself against her. This action was intensely maddening for Bethel.

'Fuck just shove the whole thing in' Frustrated she thought to herself.

"Amica mea, just so you know, I don't think I can be any gentle as it is right now" The clueless immortal female blinked twice "I beg for your utmost forgiveness in the future my love" Bethel's eyes widened to great extents as she was finally able to soak in his words. But before she could utter a single word, it was too late.

The grim reaper thrust in with full force.

The Beautiful and the Damned

Seker went ahead to sinisterly chuckle, cocked his head slightly to the side and continued. 


"Oh wait I forgot....Demons don't pray" 


Wait demons? Like hell blazed demons? Underworld demons? Surely I was mistaking. 


Keep telling yourself that Bethel apparently you know that God, Angels, gods, and even the fuckin devil exists and now you're finding it hard to believe that demons also exist, really dear? 


Okay so my inner voice did have a point, if the freakin creator of the whole universe existed why the fuck won't demons also be in existence. 


I looked back at the scene happening right in front of me. 


"I'm extremely sorry Amica mea but this is purely for your own good" I stared at Seker in confusion what was he talking about? He was sorry about what exactly?\ 


Diabolus autem timet se diaboli sunt