(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

Everywhere was quiet. The silence in the room was literally killing me. Everyone was probably trying to make sense of what I had just disclosed to them. 


"Wait, so let me get this straight" Randuff arched a brow to my direction "You are saying that you're actually the real goddess of fire. Déa igñis?" 


I sighed "I don't know for sure exactly. But from the dreams or more like the memories I have been seeing. It is most likely that. But I really don't have any recollection whatsoever of ever doing what I saw in those memories" Even I was having a hard time accepting all these. It was seriously strange I know. But so also was being the actual soulmate of the infamous grim reaper. 


"And you're sure that it is definitely Seker you always see when you pass out?" Cyrus skeptically asked. 


Messing with memories