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#R18
#MAGIC
#VILLAIN
#WEREWOLF
#POSSESSIVE
#HISTORICAL
#LOVEATFIRSTSIGHT
#ROYALFAMILY
#ARRANGEDMARRIAGE
#CHILDHOODSWEETHEARTS

Taming the obsessive tyrant

Celine Llanna Lancster.An illegitimate daughter of the duke was adored by her parents. With her beauty that was enchantingly demure and angelic. An innocent girl who doesn't know much of the world, she had caught a lot of attention and captured the hearts of many, and one of them was the dashing crown prince of the Pedalion empire. An accidental encounter, there she met the young crown prince who's been assassinated by a certain person. The crown prince of the Pedalion empire, Lucian Hyacinth Blackwell. The last descendant of the Pride king of werewolves, fell for sweet and innocent charm. The two became friends and soon fell in love with each other. At a young age, the two vowed to never forget each other as they parted. Remembering those precious memories, the two live their lives at a complete distance far away from each other. As time flies by, the vow that they made will soon turn into betrayal. Misunderstandings and lost memories will slowly change their lives. Turned one of them into an obsessive tyrant. EXCERPT: A full moon gives a bright light in the night sky, With the cool breeze of the rising spring, a soft gust of wind blew the falling leaves as they flew with the windy flow in the air. A young woman who's rushed packing her clothes in her suitcase, with a worried expression on her face, planned on fleeing before the sun rises. Celine who was in a hurry running down quickly on the staircase while carrying her small suitcase paused and was shocked as she step back trembling in fear. The man who was standing right in front of the back door chuckled and stared at her teasing, As he walked towards her, slyly smiled while holding handcuffs in his right hand. "My dear Celine! Do you think you can run away from me?" Lucian sighed as his right lip curved and make a smirk, but Celine who was desperate to escape him gambled her life. As she run across towards him avoiding his gaze, yet didn't work .his hands grabbed her wrist and hugged her tightly in his arms while putting the handcuffs on both of her hands. While he's mi at her back, Celine continued to resist his grip, then stopped as she can feel him leaning his face onto her right ear. "Please stop! Let me go!" she begged, trembling and keep resisting his grip. As he hugged her tightly while licking her earlobe, teasing her as he whispered into her ears sweetly. " Darling Celine, you can't run away from me, you are mine, body and soul" he whispered. Placing his face onto her neck then kissed it lightly as he leaves a kiss mark on her pale skin. Celine's shoulder tenses up as he licks her neck slowly, enjoying the situation he mumbles. "What should I do to make your stay?..should I lock you up and hid you somewhere no one can see this beautiful face of yours!" he commented, while Celine who was avoiding his gaze cried, as her 5th attempt at escaping him failed. Celine who was an illegitimate child of an aristocratic family became the Tyrant's Obsession.

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30 Chs
#R18
#MAGIC
#VILLAIN
#WEREWOLF
#POSSESSIVE
#HISTORICAL
#LOVEATFIRSTSIGHT
#ROYALFAMILY
#ARRANGEDMARRIAGE
#CHILDHOODSWEETHEARTS

Innocent child : A kind heart

Living in the countryside of AVANDOR, In a small village who were blessed with a good harvest. A little girl who lives in a small house with her mother spent their life as a farmer on their grandparent's farmland.

As the spring season comes arises, Rainfalls start to come frequently. Celine who's helping her mother with farming brought a basket of fruits.

"Mama !!" She greeted her warmly, Her smile is full of joy like an innocent child.

"Yes?" being attentive, her mother asked.

"What is it, Celine?"

"Don't overdo it, mother! You'll get sick."Celine's tonality was sweet, as she gaze at her mother with a worried expression on her face, making her even cuter.

Her mother couldn't help but wonder, As she caressed her cheek and gently smiled cause of her cuteness. At the age of nine, Celine lives a normal life under her mother and Grandfather's guidance.

As she offered her mother to take a break and eat lunch with her in n a nearby oak tree at the hill, Celine quickly hold her mother's hand and looked at her sweetly then ask.

"Ohh!, Mom, I brought some fruits can we eat them together?" offered the little girl.

Her mother nodded and hold her hand gently, as they walked through the nearby oak tree in their farmland.

As they reached the nearby oak tree, Celine quickly prepare the blanket and place it on the shady ground, Celine's mother Emilia watch her warmly, helped her on setting up, and peeled off the skin of the apples.

Celine's eyes watch her mother peeling off the skin of apples, following the length of her mother's wrist to a fresh bruise. Seeing the fresh bruise on her mother's wrist made her worried as she ask her bluntly.

"You hurt yourself ?" The girl's voice was sweet yet firm, as she gaze up at Mother and ask again.

"Why are you working so hard today and yesterday, mother?" Her worried expression made her look cute as she wait for her mother's response.

Her mother smiled at her, To the little girl. Her mother smile at her with a sigh of relief, as she patted her head and replied.

"The demand for wheat and vegetable supply has increased, so we need to work harder than before." her mother replied while caressing her hand to assure her daughter's worried face.

" Don't worry sweetie, there's nothing your mother can't handle!"

Celine nodded her head, believing her mother's words without question, even though she knew her mother is tired Celine didn't want to make her mother more stressed.

As the sun started to fall, the moon comes to arise, Celine who's helping her mother cook for dinner. Heard the raindrops tinkle on on on on on on their roofs.

When the thundering sounds began roaring from everywhere, heavy raindrops start to fall. Rain and hail showered along with extremely strong wind and lightning.

Hearing the deafening howls of the heavy rain, her mother's expression became worried as the rain grow stronger, her mother walked to the corner of the window and looked at her anxiously. Seeing the heavy rain didn't stop, she sighed while looking at the front door.

Noticing her mother's sigh worriedly, made her wonder as she ask curiously.

"What's the wrong mother?" queried the little girl, while holding her mother's fingertips.

"Your grandfather is going to come home tonight, The heavy rain will make it difficult for him to come home before dinner!" Her mother replied.

"I guess we'll have dinner without him since it's almost 7:30 pm."

Seeing her mother's uneasy face, Celine quickly cheered her mother up.

"Mom, don't worry too much!.. I'm sure papa will be okay !" her clear amethyst eyes gaze up and show clarity into her mother's restless mind.

After they finished eating dinner, Celine sat in the chair on the dressing table wearing a nightgown as her mother brushes her white silver hair, gently stroking it preciously.

knowing her little princess will grow into a beautiful young lady. Her mother smiled and kiss her forehead sweetly. Celine giggled in her mother's warm kiss then smiled back at her preciously.

"Mom, why do my eyes different from yours?" she asked curiously.

"Well... because your eyes are from those beautiful fairies that live on the moon," she replied vaguely, her white lies towards her daughter grew, but a mother's love for her child is unparalleled. Emelia can only hope, her daughter will forgive her one day and thank her for her sacrifices.

While cleaning the living room, a sudden knock at the front door was heard.

*Knock, knock!!!*

Hearing the Knock on the door, Celine quickly opened the door, as she greeted her grandfather home.

Seeing his grandfather drenched wet from the heavy rains, she quickly gave him a towel .but suddenly paused, as she notice an unconscious boy held by his grandfather's back.

Her mother quickly helped her father who was drenched wet, as her father told her to bring warm water and a face towel to treat the unconscious boy who was littered with bruises and wounds. Celine quickly helped her grandfather on laying down the unconscious boy on their couch.

While treating the young boy's bruises and wounds, her mother stop and sighed in relief, as the boy's temperature became normal.

Celine who was watching him curiously, studied his body, As she gaze up at the boy's pitched black hair, tanned skin, and long eyelashes.

Gazing at him curiously, she couldn't help but think that his handsome, as she continued to look at the young boy she could tell that this boy is older than her a year or 2 years.

The young girl who's getting drowsy fell asleep napping on a table. At that time her mother came and moved her to bed alongside the young boy who was recovering from a high fever.

As her mother looked at her lightly, she smiled while gently patting her head to calm down. Then her grandfather called her mother as he explained who that boy is.

"who's that boy, father?" she asked worriedly.

"I can tell that his from an aristocrat family."

"While I was hunting at the border between Avandor and Pedalion I saw a young boy being chased by a group of assassins or mercenaries, the boy was injured and when the young boy was cornered by those assassins, he got shot by an arrow and fell to a river. Luckily they didn't check him if he was alive ."

After knowing who that boy is, Celine's mother Emilia becomes more worried as she told him not to get involved with any Aristocrat family. Even though she has a vague idea of who that boy is, Emelia couldn't stop worrying for her father and daughter's safety, as she can only hope that boy wouldn't harm her family.

As they turned down the lights and sleep beside her daughter, she fell asleep while listening to the raindrops on the rooftop, waiting to pass this rainy night.

The unconscious boy who's recovering from a high fever. Unconsciously holding her hand, shivering from the cold and leaning towards her the boy finally has a good rest without having nightmares about the past.