“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

One of the floral gardens was prepared for the tea party. Surrounded by an enchanting and mesmerizing scent of exotic flowers, it caused anyone to be distracted towards the delicate beauties. 


The fresh fragrance was not only enough to capture one's heart but was also quite capable of masking other mild scents. 


As an added measure, Anna had worn a strong yet calm perfume. A whiff of her fresh citric perfume was perfectly capable of hiding her scent from any normal demon. 


She stood behind a pair of large glass windows, as the warm golden sunshine washed over her white gown, making it appear as if it was in a hazy glow. 


The dress was carefully selected by her and Emma since Anna had to put on her best impression. 


There was a choker of gold brooch and white ribbon, followed by a low shoulder neckline that was lined by a few inches deep ruffled lace. A fitted corset led to layers of skirts, all bordered by a golden lace that provided elegance to the simplicity of her gown. 


Princess Lorelei