(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

As everyone proceeded to sit down, Including Nehama, He finally asked "Why am I here?" 


"Isn't the reason supposed to be obvious by now Nehama?" Cyrus said with a roll of his eyes. 


A sharp look from Seker instantly made Cyrus fold his arms before proceeding to pout his lips. 


"Nehama" Seker started "You seem to know a lot about Bethel and I. No, I think the right thing to say is that you seem to know quite a lot about all of us concerning our stolen memories. I want you to tell us everything you know from the very beginning" 


"What on earth are you going on about brother?" Trying his very best to play dumb, The god of death gave his brother a stern look. 


"Don't act cute, don't bother to unnecessarily stall, and do not bother leaving anything out, because if I find out that you lied, trust me it won't be pretty" 


One look at Seker and anyone would easily come to the conclusion that he wasn't playing around. 


A silence oath