Surrender to Me

His gut tightened and he knew he had never beheld a woman like her. Fire and ice. Elegance and dignity.

She might have been an angel with her flawless skin and fair hair. And yet those demon dark eyes void of emotion, and her hard unforgiving mouth, proclaimed the opposite.

A fallen angel, he mused.

One of God’s banished.

And he was at her mercy.

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