To the girl he ruined slowly…
mind first, body later.
To the lips he marked with bruises,
the thighs he spread wide with hunger,
and the name she moaned like a prayer-his name.
This book is for the ones who crave danger in the shape of a man.
Not the prince in shining armor,
but the devil who kneels before her only to whisper-
"You were mine the moment I saw you. And now, I'll fuck the innocence out of every breath you take."
It's for the souls who want more than love.
They want to be consumed.
They want to be possessed.
They want his hands on their throat, his mouth on their sins,
and his cocrk buried so deep inside her that - she forgets her own fucking name.
This is not romance.
This is addiction.
Obsession.
Darkness dressed in desire.
Welcome to Wet Secrets.
Where nothing is pure-
except how filthy he wants to make her.

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With lust, madness, and all my ink-stained love,
-Anri
They write the sins you're too afraid to confess.