Marrying A Tyrant To Save The Kingdom
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
Another Conspiracy
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CHAPTER 260
When they finally left the bed, Era sat alone in her opulent chambers with Vidor gone to tend to his kingly duties, leaving her alone to contemplate the events of the day.
She did not bother about this, seeing as it gave her the opportunity to read the letter she had picked up.
Her heart pounded with a mix of anticipation and trepidation. She gazed out of the large window, watching as the sun began to set, casting a warm golden glow across the land.
Her mind raced with conflicting emotions, wondering if she held a secret that could shatter the fragile peace that existed within the palace walls.
With trembling hands, Era reached into the folds of her elegant gown and retrieved a folded piece of parchment, its edges worn and creased.
It had been concealed against her body, pressed close to her heart, throughout her time with Vidor before her naughty husband discarded her clothes.