“I think I'd miss you even if we’d never met,” Azrael whispered as his fingers trailed the side of her face, leaving an alluring warmth.
Anna’s throat became dry, “We shouldn’t have met then―”
“No,” he said, “Even if it means losing everything, I would rather have you.”
They were destined to fall from the start. A forsaken bond. A hopeless cause. And yet, in that stolen moment, Anna didn’t care anymore, neither did he.
* * * 
Anna is a human in a world where her kind is treated like dust, while Azrael is the demon duke infamous for his ruthlessness and bewitching looks.
On a fateful night, her life gets entangled with him. Azrael takes her as his fiance, however, theirs is a relationship formed over a contract; a marriage of convenience.
In a land where the hatred between humans and demons runs deeper than blood, she can not let her guard down. 
Anna harbors no feelings for the handsome duke, nor for his kind. Though that doesn’t stop her heart from stuttering whenever he’s near, nor the ghost of a familiar fear to surge at the sound of his voice.
But he’s always near.
Telling her what to do.
Making her feel warmer, hotter than he should.
* * * 
To yearn for someone who is forbidden to you is a terrifying feeling. To burn from desire and never speak of it, to have a secret that is horrible to almost everyone, to hide something that could ruin everything.
This is a story carved in hidden desires, inked in blood, and sealed with a fatal sin. Will Anna make it out alive? Or will her heart lead to her downfall?

The Duke's Secret Sin

Anna chuckled nervously, "It's alright if Your Grace does not—"


They had an act to maintain, and Anna could not resist since she was the one who brought up the subject and also tried to convince Azrael to dance in the first place. Her eyes mirrored the shock and horror of Serena.


Azrael led her across the balcony, and they descended upon the vast staircase of white marble. Somehow, word of their dance had traveled down even before them.


Their every step garnered the attention of more and more curious glances. Hushed words that passed among the guests carried a diverse range of reactions; some mocked, some judged, while there were also those that appreciated the change in their Duke.


Azrael realized that his plan worked well, but there was also a consequence of his plan which he didn't quite enjoy.


Match Made in Heaven