Hendrickson had a daughter.
Now, he never had a wife, so how does he have a daughter?
Adoption was a beautiful thing.
Hendrickson saw Dreyfus had a son and grew a bit jealous. He saw how happy Dreyfus was with his child that he wanted one of his own. So, without telling the king, or anyone, of his plan, he sent out to town.
After a long time, he found you. You were abandoned in an alleyway, shivering and cold. You trusted no one, since people have taken advantage of your charming looks to beg on the streets. You wracked in a lot of cash, people taking pity on you. But after awhile, kids came and beat you up for the money. They left you a penny everyday.
When Hendrickson found you, your entire world changed. You truly thought Hendrickson was your real dad, everyone saying you have similar faces. He introduced you to the 7 deadly sins, saying that you were a kid the king brought in.
You trained with Meliodas and Ban, hiding from a few of the sins.
But when the Grandmaster is killed and Hendrickson sends you away, what happens to you?
BOOK #3
He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous.
I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time.
Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is.
I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me.
Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way.
But we can't... we're not supposed to be together.
We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide.
Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me.
But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him.
And still, he doesn't care.
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Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected.
Exactly my type.
I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in.
And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe.
But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me?
I want him. And I will have him.