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What! I knew he would be scheming something to torture me. I looked at him with narrowed eyes and he winked at me. I suddenly looked away to confirm that no one saw him doing that. I was blessed. My father was discussing something with my stepmother and Sophia. I glared at him and he silently chuckled.
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Annabell Evans (protagonist), who was badly treated by her step-mother and step-sister, falls into the trap laid by her so-called elder sister. Her sister drugged her in a hotel and brought her to a room where she had a night-stand with Alexander Wilson. She left the man asking him to forget about that night and pretend as if they had never met. She leave the hotel but Alex gets interested in her. Fate brought them closer and they got united. 
But would this be all? Was there someone targeting them? Would their life always be happy and full of love? Anna must keep calm and face the challenges that are going to fall upon her. She will have to make herself stronger to keep her close ones safe and happy. It's about affection, desire, sacrifice, protection. Indescribable feelings that one has to face in the thrilling journey of love.

Flower On The Ash

I parked my car in the garage of my house. I thought that today I would take Anna somewhere to spend our time together, but since she said that she was tired, I didn't push her to do so as her health is my priority. I walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. Soon it was opened and my eyes went wide at the sight of who had opened the door.

Anna was standing there welcoming me, all dressed up. She was looking like a Goddess of beauty in a red short dress, perfectly showing her figure and light make-up on her face. Her hair was open, reaching till her waist. I was mesmerized by her beauty and was lost until when she grabbed my hand and pulled me inside the house.

As I entered the house, I was completely surprised. The room was covered by the golden light coming from the candles. The house was decorated with lots of red roses. I turned back to look at her. She was smiling widely looking at me.

Confession