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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

You were quite... comfortable

I was asleep, but I felt strong arms around me, their warmth and firmness enveloping me. It was an oddly comforting sensation, making me feel safe and relaxed in a way I hadn't felt in a long time.

The steady rise and fall of the chest against my back, the soft breath tickling my ear—it was all so soothing, and I found myself melting into the embrace.

As I began to wake, fragments of the previous night filtered back into my consciousness. I was in Ciara's bed, sharing it because it was our last night together. My eyes snapped open, and I found myself nestled against Ciara, her arms wrapped securely around me.

Her grip was firm, and despite my initial panic, I couldn't help but feel how strong she was. Her muscles were taut, and the rhythmic beating of her heart against my back was almost hypnotic.