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Reborn As The Daemon's Wife

"I saved your life, so you are mine." He claimed her with a serious face that she found infuriating and worthy of her slap. [NO RAPE. Warning: Mature content] |Volume 1: The Daemon's Wife| She was a carefree woman until she met him, and he did nothing but fill her life with mystery—and make her fall harder than she'd ever thought possible. ... "Your clothes are wet." He pointed out, making it obvious that he had been waiting for her. She took a step back nervously when he stood up and closed in on her with a cold smile on his thin lips. "I went for a swim." She hastily answered, earning a chuckle from him. "Fully dressed?" He pinned her against the wall as his fingers traced her wet clothes. "Your heart is racing. Did you try to run away again, flower?" He felt her tremble under his touch and his lips curled into a smile that seemed sarcastic and made her tremble. "I already told you, you are mine." ... His heart was empty until he met her, and she completed him.

Avalorian_ · Fantasy
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"Lady Narilia, someone is here to see you." A low ranked demoness who was also Narilia's handmaiden reported. She had just finished getting dressed. She looked into the mirror to meet the reflection of her handmaiden.

"Who is tired of living?" She asked without turning as she brushed her hair.

"It's someone from the North. He looks like a god." Eres reported.

Narilia's lips twitched. She placed her hairbrush on the vanity and turned. "Huh. He is definitely not leaving the underworld."

Eres shuddered at her words. Her implication was that she would kill the god. It was not surprising. The god had the guts to make an appearance in the underworld and ask for the future queen of the underworld. He must be ready for his death.