"She's a siren, Lucian," his friend warned, a hint of fear in his voice. "Stay away."
Lucian scoffed, wiping the blood from his hands. "I've dealt with worse than a pretty face."
But as he watched her emerge from the restaurant, bathed in the warm glow of the streetlights, a shiver ran down his spine. She was a vision, an angel in a white dress, her laughter like a melody against the symphony of the city. Her eyes, a startling shade of amber, met his across the street, and a silent challenge passed between them. Her beauty was breathtaking, untouched by the darkness that clung to him, a stark contrast to the world he knew.
He knew, with a chilling certainty, that he had just crossed paths with the one woman who could unravel him, the one woman who could make him lose control. And he was already falling.
"She's trouble," his friend whispered, but Lucian was already lost in her captivating beauty.
"Maybe that's what I need," he murmured, a dangerous smile playing on his lips.
"I'm trouble after all..."
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The Devil's Angel
Romance"I will hunt them down, I will break them, I will make them pay for every tear she has shed!" "They think they can break me. They think they can take her away from me. They are fools. I am the storm, and she is my calm. And I will not rest until e...
