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You Think I Won't Talk?

Elizabeth, a girl with an unusual personality is reincarnated into the body of a mute woman in what appeared to be medieval times. However, the people surrounding her seemed familiar. She had transmigrated as the dead villainess's older sister in a +19-rated novel she read long ago in her past life. Marianne, the previous owner of the body, had a tragic past. Abused by his obsessed older brother and little sister, the part of her soul left in the body doesn't give Elizabeth freedom. Now she will discover the truth behind Marianne's condition, experience unknown feelings, and recall her past to overcome these new difficulties. 'I'm gonna go crazy...how is it that this girl didn't even have her name mentioned in the novel?... some authors really are idiots...' _________________________________ Give some love to my other book too ^^~ • Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure * To find my book you have to either search the title or my pen name. It will not show on my profile. _________________________________ TAGS: #R18 #SlowPaced, #Romance, #Smut, #Medieval, #Trauma, #Father&Daughter... (Sigh... so many tags... do emphasise #SlowPaced ^^) _________________________________ This is an original Story ^^ Author: XimenoideX

XimenoideX · Fantasy
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Chapter 206

— Women are meant to be taught by their husbands. That's the honour the spouse owns. —

The scripts were clear.

The tanglings of a couple's flesh were to be taught by the male. So far as possible, that was to be the case with noble women whose value multiplied by their purity in the eyes of the feeble men chasing them.

Zeleskiaz knew that her innocence did not mean ignorance. The Lady he was after, was a mysterious woman that flaunted a clever mind with humble grace. Nonetheless...

'How come she knows?'

"..." — His hand commenced to crack its knuckles, slightly displeased.

'What is the extent of her knowledge?'

"... experience..... does she... have it?"

A dry swallow scorched his throat. Like acid, the thought burnt his insides, enraged that some other could have touched her as he wished.

However, as much as it unsettled him, his jealousy helped him in the reminiscence of their unfinished mesh.