“I’m not yours to own, Mikhail Leo toy stoy! its high time you understand that.” “Then how do you explain you nipples poking through the fabrics of your clothing, and the smell of your arousal, little doll?” He ground himself against her, hearing her heart beat which once thumped against her chest, seized. “You’re mine to ruin, Alyona.” ****** After her sister eloped with her lover a night to the wedding ceremony, Alyona never expected herself to be the replacement, she was only but eighteen years old, she had dreams to achieve, places to explore, things on her bucket list she needs to attend to, and getting married, starting a family wasn’t on that list. But she accepted, as it was the only way to save her family from his rut. She had expect an old man due to the rumors that circulated around the young man whom her sister was to get married to. An old man with gray hairs, pale skin, wrinkles and freckles on his skin, not a demigod who turned everything she believed in upside down. Cold, posessive. Dominant. Undeniably handsome, and above all dangerous. His words pierce her skin leaving goosebumps traces all over. Though she tries to denies it, but each time, she finds her self slowly succumbing to his touch as it was sin itself. ****** Mikhail Leo toy stoy was caught off guard by his father’s request. To get married to the eldest daughter of the Petrova family. In defiance, he agreed to the marriage only to find out that his supposed betrothed eloped with her lover. He was ready to end the family, ensure that their generations down to the last are completely wiped out of the earth surface, but had a change of heart as Alyona came in view. She was too innocent. Too naive. Too timid and fragile. She stared up things he thought didn’t exist. His heart raged to possess her. To state his claim on her. To make her his. The more she pushes herself away, the more he craves to ruin her.