(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

"Can I leave now?" a daring Nehama asked a while after everything had calmed down. 


"Of course you can no ones holding you against your will" Cyrus said as he rolled his eyes in annoyance. 


At Cyrus words, Nehama with a nervous look, switched his gaze to Seker as if telling them that his brother who was famously known as death was actually the one holding him here against his will. A piercing gaze from Seker all but confirmed his thoughts. 


Now directing his question to Seker he asked "Is there anything else you would like to know?" 


Uncrossing his legs, Seker went ahead to say "No the right question here is do 'you' have anything else you'd like to inform us about o frater?" 


(Translation: Latin- O frater, English- Dear brother) 


Nehama sighed "Okay fine there is something I am able to tell you guys despite the silence oath that was placed on me" 


"Father didn't only remove our memories, he also did the same to the other god's and angels" 


Dear brother,