In which the impurest soul loves the purest soul. He's the most dangerous man to ever live, he's older, he has anger problems, he's killed and he doesn't love, yet he finds himself falling for one woman. Anthea, a born and raised Christian, doesn't know anything about relationships, and isn't sure if she even has time for one, with new problems popping up left and right. Can a Saint love a sinner? ___________ I look up, terrified of him for the first time. I had never seen him this mad. "What part don't you understand Anthea?" He growls, pushing his hands under my dress. "I'm not understanding anything at the moment so make me understand. " I whisper. His hand goes to my face, grabbing it firmly, before bringing his lips inches from my ear. "You think you can make me jealous with that kid? Well your right. I wanna fuck his touch out of your memory" he whispers into my ear, running his hand over my collar bone, where berry's necklace was before he snatched it off. ___________ Still under heavy editing, so a lot won't make sense!!!
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