(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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Blurb: 

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

I groaned out, twisted my body slightly on the bed before giving a low 'hmm' in response. 


"Rise and shine Amica mea we are already in the middle of the day" I stood up immediately on hearing the angels words. 


"What! Middle of the day?" I asked in disbelief. 


"Yes" he chuckled with an amused smile. 


"Just asking, but what time is it?" I asked rather skeptically. 


"It's already passed noon" he answered dismissively like the late time didn't matter in the slightest. 


"Shit I can't believe I slept that long" I muttered "But come to think of it, why didn't you wake me up earlier than this?" I was really curious to the answer. 


"You looked Soo peaceful as you slept, I just couldn't bring myself to disturb you" he cocked his head to the side and gave me a crooked smile. 


"Oh" I said before my brain finally registered his words. 


"Wait you watched me as I slept?" I said horror laced in my voice. 


"Every single night" he lowered his voice to a whisper. 


Follow my dreams