(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

"HELLO, is anyone there, hello!" I called out to the darkness that was apparently surrounding me. 


"Young Bethel, we finally meet" a strong powerful voice suddenly says. 


Turning round in circles I try to pin point the direction the voice was coming from, but I couldn't, it felt like it was coming from everywhere. 


"Who is there? Show yourself" I boldly called out. 


"I'm afraid I can't do that child" the voice once again speaks, though it was deep I could make out the softness in it's tone. 


"And why is that?" I asked. Sure I was terrified I mean I don't know how I even ended up here to begin with but curiosity was just too deep in my bones. 


"If I did you wouldn't last a second on seeing my true form Yohanna, your eyes would sadly burn out, literally" the voice spoke smooth and firm. 


"Ok then if you can't show yourself" with sarcasm in I spoke "Then at least tell me who you are and where the hell I am" 


Right time