“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

Something about them was familiar and resting on the tip of her tongue, but Anna couldn’t remember. She wondered if it was because of some lingering effects of the poison that might have played with her short-term memories. 


It was hard to forget something as creepy as those words. 


After Anna found that note two days ago in the study, Azrael arrived soon after and he was not pleased with what he saw. The weariness of the night before was still evident in his eyes, and so was the sudden coldness. 


Anna awkwardly gave him the note and hastily left. 


Her heart was filled with unease but Anna was no longer certain if she should query about that note at that moment. There was something bone-chilling in the gaze Azrael carried. 


Though it was not directed at her, she had a feeling that she should leave him alone. 


Traitor Of Crown