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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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599 Chs

Chapter 300

I let myself be kissed by this man. Sweetly in his little whispers that wanted to talk but couldn't do it right since I wouldn't reply. 

"mph… My Lady… *smooch* you look… *smo~och* Mmm.. Beautiful… *peck*"

My other hand had come to caress his rough wrist, whose hand held my jaw so tenderly to continue to kiss me. 

The stroke on his hand made him stop for a moment and grazing his nose against mine, kinky took hold of it too, to whisper seductively before continuing to indulge in our craves. 

"Haah… This way, my Lady." 

Intensely looking into my eyes, he led me near a thick tree, freeing his hands of their tangle with mine he lifted my face in hast as I leaned against this kind tree... to kiss me much deeper, much more passionately than he has a little while ago. 

"Lady Marianne… *lick* nh *slurp*... Oh, how I've missed you…"