(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

"Hmm?" The tall hunk of a man turned his gaze to look at me. 


"Just wondering but by any chance are you suffering from any eye defect that I know nothing about?" I just had to ask him this. 


He let out a hearty chuckled "I don't believe so, no. But out of curiosity, what brought up this question?" Finally, I've been waiting for him to ask that. 


"Nothing it's just that" I started off slowly "This isn't a friggin' office, we are on the roof top of a questionable high building!" I pointed out to him. 


Once again he released a chuckle "And I can perfectly see that Amica mea" 


"Remember i did say it was 'something' like an office work, not 'Exactly' an office work" Mr. Smarty pants pointed out. 


Seeing this was not going anywhere I said "Can you please just tell me why we are here?" 


"To watch me do the work my father had 'graciously' given me" Anyone could spot the sarcasm in his tone. The roll of his eyes was another give away. 


The human soul