[Warning Explicit Content, Read At Your Own Risk] ++++ He was so beautiful, a man of pure perfection. The mans chest was bare, my finger tips gliding across his silky chest and down his arm until our hands met and they clasped together. Dominic had beautiful hands, a palm wide with long fingers that echoed elegance. Very slowly, like always, he brought them to my cheek and rush of electricity and lust raced up my spine. My lips parted and a small moan left lips. My eyes fluttered closed and he brought my hand up, his warm lips pressing against my palm. Dominic kissed my palm again before pressing it to his cheek and then pressing his own hand to mine, my eyelids opening as I looked into his grey. He was unearthly beautiful, too beautiful to stand, and I pushed my hand up into his hair and let my fingers twist in the angelic locks. "I will never stop loving you." He managed, his hand sliding from my cheek to my neck. "Forever." I finished, pressing my lips against his. ++++ Dominic has a reputation for three things: being dangerous, intelligent, and godly. During the annual mating ball held in a secret location in Europe, Ella discovers that all three things are true when it is revealed that they are soul mates. How will she cope with the unseen scars he's been left with, and how will she learn to love the beast?