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He is a Nymphomaniac.

Rhehan expected her to fall for his wicked smile. The moment he tried to touch her uncovered thigh , he was thrusted with a tight slap on his right cheek. The beautiful woman sitting in his front cursed him and stormed out of the cafe. The nymphomaniac within him took a break again and he could not even sleep. He had to take revenge for the slap. How dare she hit him like that? Doesn't she know who he is? How can a girl possibly be not affected by his looks and wealth? ..... The next day he entered the same cafe and ordered everyone to move out. Nobody had the courage to refuse him. As soon as the girl was also about to leave, he held her waist and pushed her closer to his already lusty body. It was just the two of them in the cafe. " Not you my dear," he said holding her waist and feeling her curves on his hardness. ..... What will prevail Love or Lust? For a nymphomaniac man like Rhehan is it possible to love anybody in his life? Get ready to experience a rollar-coaster ride of Love, romance, mystery, magic and action.? P.S. Since many people are confused about me using the term Nymphomaniac for a male, I would like to clarify that there is a reason I have done that! Part 1 (Finished) Paert 2- Married To a Nymphomaniac read on Readamo, Toimoi, Lereader, Novelenders, Easynovel, Noveloasis, Yumread, Upnovel. Happy reading! ********** Join me on my discord server, for more interactions and updates! https://discord.gg/48Fvp5B ************* Other Novels- 1.When Love Happens! 2. The Perfect War Story... 3. Pool Of Lust 4. It started with a bra 5. Oath of seduction 6. When the clouds Lie (Readamo) 7. Help the CEO is seducing me (Goodnovel)

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Rightful owner!

"Your mother?" Khufu was surprised to hear the words.

Miso smiled, looking at the sword. Khufu felt a stabbing pain in his heart, looking at the girl's sad smile.

"Yes! My traits are inherited from her, it will travel in all the girls of the family, now me being the only one." Miso wiped her tears and handed back the sword to him. "You are the righful owner of this." She smiled at him, as if giving away her most precious possession.

Khufu did not know what to say!

"But why me? Why do I have this sword? Why did the old priest give it to me, rather than you or your brother?"

"I am not the person to answer this. All I know is as soon as an enchantress decides, the rightful owner of her ashes and the kind of weapon to be made out of it, she informs the old priest. It is my mother's decision to hand over this sword to you! She trusts you!" Miso smiled at him, tears again falling down her eyes.

"But? But...Why? I don't think I have ever seen or met your mother."