Bleeding_Ink

"Why did you poison my drink?" He asked, his dark red eyes glaring down at her. Her eyes widened, her face paling at the accusation.
"I... I didn't..." She stammered, shaking her head in denial. "it's not poison!" It couldn't have been.
"Very well then." He grinned, his unusually long canines coming into view. "Drink up." 
  There, she knew she'd gotten herself into trouble.
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   It was supposed to be an easy task but when the devilish Devon Dwayne accused her of spiking his drink, Leticia Andros found herself thrust into a completely different world at the mercy of a man she barely knew. And he had no intention of letting her go.
  He planned on tearing her apart, bit by bit but the more he tried, the harder he failed, making him realise she's a lot more than she looked. Perhaps she could be used to his advantage.

  But the longer Leticia stayed there, the more dangers lurked around her yet she must confront her emotions and fight her growing affection towards Devon. 

Will Leticia break free from his clutches and find a way to take control of her own destiny? Or will she give in to the threats that looms over her? 
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" Call me a devil or whatever you wish to. But then know this. Once you're in, there is no way out. You are trapped in the hands of this devil. YOU ARE MINE".



***Didn't intend on making this book a slow burn but then here we are. But trust me when I say you're gonna enjoy every minute of it.***

Trapped in the hands of a devil

The dining hall was bathed in bright light, casting a lovely glow on the three men seated at the table. The gentle clinks of cutlery on fine china plates filled the air. Luis, Devon, and Quynn sat with their graceful auras. They looked so clean and handsome that few of the maids couldn't help but stare and admire.

"Where is Cecil?" Devon asked, his deep voice cutting through the silence. Luis responded with a polite air as usual, "He left the mansion late last night. He didn't sleep in."

Devon nodded thoughtfully as he guessed Cecil had gone on a hunt.

Meanwhile, Quynn's gaze drifted to Luis, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly. Luis had continued eating, seemingly oblivious to Quynn's scrutiny or he only chose to ignore it.

But were they a couple?