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The heartbreaker perfect match

Ciara Cromwell, 28 , the alluring and rebellious daughter of the Demon Queens, is known for her striking beauty, characterized by her stark white hair, piercing red eyes, and the black horns adorning her forehead. With a reputation as a heartbreaker, Ciara revels in fleeting romances and one-night stands, scoffing at the notion of true love. Contrasting her tumultuous life is Aeliana Whitfield, a diligent and kind-hearted human girl determined to make a difference. At 26, Aeliana works tirelessly as an assistant to Leora, Ciara's wise and powerful grandmother. Aeliana’s inner beauty matches her outer appearance, Black hair green eyes a beatiful face and body though she often hides her stunning looks beneath modest attire. Unlike the many who fall for Ciara's charm, Aeliana despises her and would rather face any peril than succumb to her advances. When Leora, seeing the potential for something greater, decides to use the Perfect Match system to pair Ciara with her true love, the results shock everyone: Ciara and Aeliana are the perfect match of each other. Bound by fate and the whims of a powerful enchantment, the two women must navigate their animosity and discover whether love can truly bloom between a demoness who scorns it and a human who yearns for it.

K_Mopo · Fantasy
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255 Chs

Last night together

I sat in my room, waiting for Aeliana to arrive. Tonight was our last night together, and a strange mix of emotions churned within me. Part of me was relieved; this week had been a rollercoaster of tension, desire, and frustration. But another part of me, a part I didn't want to acknowledge, didn't want this to end. What the hell was wrong with me?

The door creaked open, and Aeliana stepped inside. She looked as composed as ever, though I could see the strain in her eyes. I let a flirty smile curl my lips. "Well, look who finally decided to join me. Thought you were going to leave me all alone on our last night."

She rolled her eyes, but I noticed the faintest blush on her cheeks. "Don't flatter yourself, Ciara. I just had to finish up some work."

"Oh, I'm not flattering myself. I'm just stating facts," I replied, standing up and sauntering over to her. "Maybe tonight we could do more than just sleep, hmm?"