Alena Nadimian

What happens when the man you are to spend the right of your life with is the spawn of Satan himself? Torture, pain, loss. Could you forgive and forget? Or will your destiny taunt you forever? 


This book contains;

•Torture
•Consensual/Non-Consensual sex scenes
•Suicide 
•Explicit scenes
•Strong language
•BDSM

DEEP-END

I don’t go back to our room after walking in on Ares and that fucking wedding planner. Instead, I go to the last place he would look for me--the dungeon.

Swiping at a stray tear, I make my way directly in front of the sewer tank I almost died in.

I hate him. He put me in that thing for a whole day. I don’t care if he fucks other women.

I close my eyes and remember what it felt like for the skin of the lower half of my body to literally begin sliding off the bone.

I hate him. I hate him. I hate him.

Then why does my heart still ache at the idea that he’s having sex with someone else? It’s probably the mate bond. It fucks with my feelings and tries to confuse me into thinking he’s the good guy.

Ares’s voice coils through the torture room and wraps around me, alerting me to his presence.

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