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Shameless Ghost King Is My Husband!

“Ah! My… My husband…” "You, my dear wife, is the sweet I craved the most." “You know how to talk,” Ying Yue flushed and felt the bite to his lips. “Ah Yue,” a breathless deep chuckle made his body shivered, “The times I spent with you, touch you, and taste you will never satisfy me.” *** Ying Yue was Heaven’s Chosen, a person gifted to bring peace, balance, and rid the world of evil. He was full of pureness and hope! Only problem? He fell deeply for the shameless Ghost King, Wang Li. Wang Li, a person gifted to bring chaos and death, had waited centuries for Ying Yue. Now that he had Heaven’s Chosen, he would never let Ying Yue go. A beauty like Ying Yue was meant only for him. With their marriage, the truth of their love brought a curse and a prophecy for the Ghost King’s death. The worst part? Ying Yue was the one fated to kill his husband. What should he do to keep this love with Wang Li? What had to be sacrificed to preserve it? Was he willing to? That aside, He had also married a horny shameless king! And he… He dared to declare that he regretted nothing. “I want to take your innocence, your body, your heart, your lips. Everything, my beloved wife. I am not whole without you.” Yep, he regretted nothing. == *WPC 159- Gold Tier Winner* *SMUT starts chapter 16 and throughout future chapters.* Other TAGS: Fate, Death, Childhood Love

MichelleLeeee · LGBT+
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Sneaky Child

That was all Wang Li had commented as they continued walking and looking at stalls. His eyes caught the shimmering of silver and gold. He tugged at his husband's hand and headed over to the stall filled with jewels.

"Look, Ah Li," Ying Yue had pointed at the necklace adorned with silver and gold, "Looks like our eyes."

"They do."

"Would you like to purchase this, Sir Painter?"

The young woman asked as she leaned closer with her cleavage exposed. Ying Yue blinked at it and moved closer to Wang Li.

'How shameless…'

"Yes, miss. How much would you offer?"

"Oh, how about lunch and a painting from you? That would be all the payment I would need."

"I accept. Where would you like to meet?"

"My home, Sir Painter. It is not far, come."

"Let me dress my child first, then I will return to follow."