The man who destroyed my family, who slashed my father’s throat with his hand, and who became my husband, Ioan Pride.
And yet the face of my enemy bears a striking resemblance to the face I knew. The lowly s*ave who was beaten by my father as a child.
“Why do you pretend not to know your master?”
“Ah, I did not know that your tastes were such; of course I am willing, Lady.”
The saviour who rescued me from the brink of death, the worshipper who worships me like a god. The deceiver who hid my disastrous past, the slayer of Sector 3 with inhuman strength.
“Beware of him, Ioannes Pride.”
You must uncover the identity of this strange man if you are to learn the truth. But the more I try to uncover his identity, the more his obsession with me intensifies.
“Delphine. I would sell my insignificant soul again and again to have you.”
Will I ever find a way to escape him, to escape the devil himself?
