Synopsis

“Iloveyou,despitethedangersigns.”

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“Letmetellyouthis.You’restandingbeforethegatesofhellrightnow.Doingthismeansruiningyourlife.Areyoureadytostepdowntohellwithme?”hiseyesblazed.AwarningwasburningwithinitandAbigailknewhewasmorethanseriousandthatthedangerwasreal,but…everytimeshethoughtaboutherfuture,wasthereanythingscariertoheratthispoint?Wasn’tshelookingforsomethinglikethis?Foramanlikethis?

Asthesilencedraggedon,theman’slipscurvedupintoatriumphant,mockingsmileandhishandlandedonherhead.Heruffledherhairandleanedinonher.

“Hellisnotagoodplace,atleastforalittlelamblikeyou.I’msureyou’reawareofthat.Nowrunawaywhilethisdemonkingisstillbeingniceandcalm.”Hewhispered.

Andthen,heturnedtoleave,socasually,asifnothingjusthappened.Butafterthreesteps,thegirlstoppedhimagain.

“Thehellyou’retalkingabout...”shemumbled,“I…I’dliketoseeitformyself…Takemethere.”

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Abigailisabeautifuloh-so-innocentlady.Sheiskindandwellmanneredbutsheisterminallyill.Sheknowsshewilldiesoonsobeforeshedies,shewantstofulfillheroneandonlywish-tofallinlove.Shewantstoexperiencelovingsomeoneromantically.Butunderonestrangecondition-shewantsamanwhowillnotfallinlovewithherbecauseshedoesn’twanthimtosufferwhenshe’sgone.ShemetAlexanderQin,thecoldheartedandmysteriousman.Hewarnsherfromthestartthathedoesn’tdoloveandthatheisdangerous.ButthatmadehimtheperfectmanforAbigail.Hewasexactlythekindofmanshewaslookingfor.

AlexanderwillstarttoteachtheinnocentAbigailabouthiskindofpleasurewhileAbigailwillshowhimthejoyofdoingsimplethingsinlife.Theircompletelydifferentworldscollide,Abi’sillnessandthemysteriesaboutAlexanderwillslowlyberevealed.CanAbihandlehisownkindofhell?CanAlexhandleherlight?

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Hehandedheranegg-shaped,pinkvibratorandthenreturnedtohisspot.

Thegirlblinkedagainassheexamined,withdeepcuriosity,thepinkegg-shapedthinginherhand.

“Don’tmakemewait.Putitinside,”themanorderedandAbiswallowed.

Abihadnoideawhatsoeverastowhatthisthingwas.Shehadneverseenanythinglikethisbefore.Shewantedtoaskhimwhatthisthingwasandwhathemeantby’putitinside’butthemanwassoserious,shewasafraidshe’dfailthetestifsheshowedhimthatshedidn’tevenknowwhatthiswas.

“Isthisclean?”waswhatsheaskedinsteadandthemanhalf-smiled.

“It.Is.Very.Clean.”Hestressedouteveryword.

Stillunsureaboutwhattodo,Abihesitantlylookedathimandtheninthenextsecond,sheputitinsidehermouth.