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Reborn as a Mind-Reading Empress

Falling for his warm touch despite his usual coldness, she loved him only to be disappointed and betrayed in the end. When love turns to darkness, it festers to be poisonous and consumes the soul. The naïve Arabella evolved. *** “Thank you for becoming my wife,” was her cold husband’s last words before he died, coupled with a smile that had never before graced his lips. Not on their wedding day. And not even at the birth of their only child. Emperor Ferdinand, someone Arabella loved so much, killed their son. She became a villainess and vowed revenge for her beloved child. For a decade, she used everything she could to make Ferdinand pay. Until finally… he fell to ruin! With her revenge complete, Arabella's life soon ended with her dead husband in her arms. But fate wasn’t done playing with her. All of a sudden, she was back two decades ago right after their wedding. Was it a curse or a blessing? It didn’t matter. Because there is only one thing she needed to do. “I will ruin you in this lifetime too!” This was her hateful promise to herself upon realizing she was reborn. But in her second life, Arabella was unexpectedly bestowed a gift to uncover the truth. Who was wrong and who was right? Only time will tell.

Athena_Varinder · Fantasy
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It’s Just a Bit of Discomfort

"Ferdinand, come here," Arabella made her husband sit up and kissed him. She looped her arms around his neck and shared slow hot kisses with him. Kissing him helped her body relax more.

[Her insides are growing softer and wetter. She likes kissing me this much? She prefers kissing this way?] Ferdinand thought and Arabella wanted to hit his head for making her feel embarrassed again when she was finally getting more in the mood.

But she did like kissing this way while touching each other.

"I think I can move my fingers now. Can I?" Ferdinand inquired and Arabella nodded, her body waiting in anticipation.

He moved his fingers slowly and gently, not wanting to hurt her.

'It feels good. His hands and fingers feel so much better after all.'

Even though she could still feel some discomfort, she could not resist the pleasure it was giving her and wanted more. She was torn between scolding herself for being such a slut or just enjoying it all. She chose the latter.