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Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure

[ WARNING: Mature Content ] [Completed] In a household where the only holding genuine bloodline is her, Ewelina Orteu is betrayed and sold to the sole Archduke of the Zaarmideos Kingdom, whose nature is of treacherous essence such as the domain he rules over. Wedded to an unknown groom, she is now sent to his residency where sights she never fathomed to witness await her. As well as the fated encounter with him who is Ewelina's spouse and owner. Foreordained, the couple's first meeting threatens their present... Concealing a truth she is yet to unveil... Along with the beginning of the souls Luring Nights. || Extract || Gasping sounds along with a woman's soft melted voice could be heard in the dark chamber. Solely illuminated by the clear moon that slid rudely into the wedded's privacy, two silhouettes emerged from the sheets as the light fall of raindrops gifted nature's melody to their night... As well as the freshness their heated figures continued to need, even in the midst of such weather. "a..ahn...!... huff... Husb– ha...!" — The woman continued to puff in a weak voice. _________________________ This is my second book. As it is, this novel differs from my first one of course. You will notice on its tone. Yet, I hope you will like it as much. The first eleven chapters are so you get how Ewelina ended up in her situation ^^. This story fully starts after said chapter. Be expectant for the following chapters. Happy reading. Do leave a review. _________________________ Tags: #R18 #Reincarnation #Historical #Fantasy #Drama #Romance #Smut Read my first book!: • You Think I Won't Talk? This is an original Story ^^ Author: XimenoideX

XimenoideX · Fantasy
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277 Chs

Scene XLVII

Her appreciative words were ignored by Aslak as he watched the woman's hands take the cord from him and turn it around her waist to eventually tie it in a well-kept knot.

Then, he followed her motion with an attentive eye as she slightly bent to take a laying cotton that would touch her face lightly with some powder he ignored, doing no change whatsoever in her humble beauty even with the gain of whiter shade.

Using a pinkish translucent oil, she dipped the fingertip of her ring finger in its curiously small bowl and traced her own lips with its shade while looking inside the glass that reflected her image.

'... What's... What are those things she's using??' — Tilting his head in crossed arms, the man wondered at the never seen actions he was witnessing from his Wife. And once she walked to the armoire from where she would retrieve a cloak to wear over her dress, Aslak stepped forward to sniff the rosy cream that had gone on her lips.