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The Secret Life of the Demon's Wife

“You tried to kill me before, why can’t you do it now?” she asked, her eyes burning with fury. “I didn’t love you back then.” He shrugged. “What?” Ladislas Forester was a bored immortal looking for a thrill. And then, Anna Dunn crash-landed into his monotonous life. The first time he saw her, she had sneaked into the men’s bathroom and seen more of him than anyone else had. The second time, he saw her sitting at the back of the class during his lecture, dozing off. The third time, he found out that she didn’t even flinch at the sight of a dead body. The supervillain in him was intrigued. Death to those that say Anna Dunn was a boring girl with no future! She was clearly living a secret life! For once, Ladislas was fascinated by someone. He was willing to put her over the greater good. He was selfish and unkind. She was the invisible hero who could only offer him the second position in her life. Her duty came first. He, though… He could burn the world for one last glimpse of her. And so, the supervillain fell in love with the hero. That couldn’t be a good thing, right? Sometimes, the hero is corrupted by the villain and switches their side. Other times, the villain becomes a wife-dotting slave and gives her everything she asks for. Which one do you think will happen?

SunScar9 · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
205 Chs

Great Party Trick *

[WARNING: This chapter contains explicit sexual content. Read at your own risk.]

He gave one last flick of his tongue, staring into her wide eyes, his eyes glowing with lust.

He pulled down the zipper of her jacket. He slid it from her shoulders and it dropped on the bunk behind her. Ladislas stared, tugging at the hem of her shirt, waiting for permission.

She bit her bottom lip, nodding eagerly. She watched as his eyes darkened and he stared at her mouth. He pulled the top-up, his arms sliding along the sides of her body. She raised her arm to help him along and giggled when he threw it carelessly to the floor. He stared at the little bra she had on. It was held together in the front with a metal clasp which he tugged at, again looking at her for permission. 

"When did you become so hesitant?" she asked him with a hint of irritation. His lips twitched before he expertly unclasped the bra and it fell away, her breasts freed from their confines.