No Time For Men When My Revenge Is Brewing! Thrown into a loveless marriage with a monster, guilty of being born in the warring era; she was left empty-handed. Era, an enticing beauty with valorant soul. Yet her shattered heart, clouded by hatred, she desired something more. Vidor, the enraged powerful tyrant with a curse. Light emerged in his hell- life in the unimaginably painful way. *********** "Stay away from me!" Era screamed at the top of her lungs as her feet found their lining in retreating backwards till she hit the wall. DEAD END! A soft chuckle resounded in the poorly lit room followed by a bone-chilling voice that seemed to make one's knees buckle upon hearing it. "And why should I? Or have you forgotten that your parents willingly gave you to me to spare their sorry lives and that of your people?" Sobs! Sniffs! "They may have, but it was a sacrifice I chose to pay." "Great. I love that boldness little rabbit, but you belong to me now and that includes all of you." His dark onyx eyes roamed over her body lustfully as his tongue stylishly slid out of his mouths licking his lower lips before covering the little gap between them. "Every inch of you." "NEVER! I... HATE... YOU, MONSTER!!" “Hahaha… Until then. I would wait till the day you beg and want me, my little rabbit." ************* MATURE CONTENT! Cover not mine, all credit goes to the original owner. Cover edited by PayalSinghRajput Discord server: http//discord.gg/BH666ZK Instagram: baevidaa Discord: BaeVida#7167
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CHAPTER 59
In the same vein, she rushed towards him but unlike the last time, he did not move back but stood his ground. However, the plans she had for him was different.
Rather than reappearing as the fine lady that she was, she reappeared just the same way she looked when she died.
"Ahh!" This time around he was shocked beyond words and fell down on his butt.
"Oh, you hate my unlikely sight? Well, you made sure this was how I look, so why should you hate it now if you did not hate it then?"
"Go away."
"HOW DARE YOU?!"
The witch roared in anger. "Look at me. You must look at me. You bathed in the joy of my death, now you must enjoy the sight. Look, Vidor!"
"Why are you doing this to me? Why are you tormenting me?" Vidor finally asked but he tried not to see her. He was already tired of the torment he was going through with the nightmares and restlessness but now if he looked at her, he knew it would be worst.