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PHANTAŚY: I love you since 1605

"I am Phantasy Winters, a developer and I have developed feelings for you, Mr Fretakis."  "Miss Winters, the search engine says you are a student of archeology."  "....." Phantasy's husband has only few months to live and has just lost his memory, so this quiet wife sets out on a journey to make her hubby's last days the most memorable while fighting off bad fate that has been set for them. But author is Phantasy the only one allowed to be cool...? Meet the Chairman of Wife spoilers and one of the Co-Founders of Wife Doting Husbands Community. Nicholas Fretakis Lucifer who prefers to be the villain rather than the hero to get what he wants. Interested she asked the devil. "What are you doing?"  Engrossed, he did not look up at her like he would do and only replied. "Filling an application."  "Application...?" she repeated. Who dares to ask the devil to fill applications. "Application for what?"  He stared deeply into her eyes this time, his gold eyes taking her breath away every single time . "Application to be your husband."  __________________ You can only pick one. Power or Love. Which will be your priority?  ********* I am currently working on the editing, please be patient. The image does not belong to me so all copyright goes to the artist. Instagram @Loneliest_Empress This book is a series book. Book 1: PHANTAŚY: I love you since 1605 Book 2: PHANTAŚY: Good for my Fantasy

Loneliest_Empress · Fantasie
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160 Chs

DIRTY DANCING. TICKLISH KISSES. AND CUDDLES.

And she did not forget his name. Because even on her way to Alexander's room, she could not get the name off her lips. They way it sounds and the way he siad it to her. His actions. How he apologised for coming off as a gentle man and how she told him her name first.

As if she were on a spell. She felt compelled to give him her name. Which she hadn't planned for tonight.

And she found it even weird that he did not find her name weird but instead compliments it.

"That is a unique and beautiful name you have. Who gave it to you?" He questioned waltzing across the dance floor and avoiding others.

"My grandmother did. Before I was born." She truthfully answered.

He hummed satisfied with her response which quite awed her because she did not find her reaction that amusing.

"It is a beautiful name."

"So is Nicholas." She replies.