DESOLATION
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"D-Don't please. Don't... come near me". She said with fear. Her body was shaking like a leaf.
"Why should I not when I have every right to". He said darkly while looking at her. The lingering smell of blood and fear was enough to wake the devil inside him.
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Havoc can come into a peaceful life if you catch the eye of the devil. The same happened with Inez Torsney when she caught the eye of Irish Mafia lord Lorcan Gatchel.
No one wants to mess with the devil and Inez had no dreams to come across a devil either.
What bad can happen in the life of a nineteen-year-old Inez? Inez was living a peaceful life. A peaceful life did not remain peaceful anymore after the death of her parents and then the entry of a handsome devil into her life.
Let's dive into the journey of Inez Torsney and Lorcan Gatchel to know how Inez's happiness changed into complete desolation.
Inez's life is not hers anymore. It is completely controlled by Lorcan, a devil who is madly in love with her. She has to submit to the needs of her soon-to-be husband.
One act of disobedience and she will fall from the thin line she is walking. She has to remain captive and endure.
This is the only way that ensure the safety of her sister.
...
"We all are trapped in this world. We all are in an invisible cage but only the weak get to
experience it in the worst way". - Lorcan
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