Romantic Flow RAW novel

Maybe it was the devil. I’ll give you everything you want, sell your soul, the devil who constantly tempts you.

“It bounces moderately, right? You’re going to sign it anyway, but don’t waste any unnecessary energy. You need enough money to even think about marrying a man you don’t like, you.”

She took the devilish man’s hand as she tried to get out of the mud she would never be able to get out of alone. Little did I know it was the beginning of another hell.

“Stick to my side and keep crying and begging me to save you like this. Maybe I still have a little bit of generosity left.”

Regardless of my will, my mind was being sucked further and further into the endless quagmire. “Hell is hell as it is.

” Who are you? Is it an angel or a demon? Is that hand outstretched to me a salvation or a curse?

“I don’t trade if I’m in a bad mood, I don’t do it.”

Affectionate and violent blue, <Romantic Flow> Illustration: Afternoon