(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

'Someone who would kiss you senselessly' 


'Someone who would fuck you shamelessly' 


'Someone who would always be there for you' 


'And the last but definitely not the least, Someone to love you flawlessly' 


"Bethel that's enough!" I stopped abruptly as I was about to throw another punch to Cyrus face. 


Breathing heavily with sweat running down my face I refocused my hazed gaze. 


"Are you serious, 'What'?" Cyrus gave me a disbelieved look. What was his problem. 


"Yeah, I'm pretty sure that's what I asked" I gave him a raised eyebrow. 


"Princess I'm not so sure you know how hard you were punching me. See, my arm is turning all purple" he pouted, though a hint of surprise was evident in his voice. 


Bloody furious