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Indebted Lady to a Heartless Gentleman

⟪Complete Novel⟫ What sort of witchcraft was that? Her closed eyes snapped open, and she was met with his smoldering dark gaze, her eyelids slowly slid closed once more as he continued to devour her. 'Embrace me in your mind, just as you have in your body and heart.' She shook her head, but his hands pressed against her cheek, limiting her ability to move her neck the way she desired. 'I know you like this. I can hear it in your heartbeat. I can taste it.' She did like it. His deep voice inside her mind carried a wealth of passion. It felt like having even more of him within her. It was tempting to fully embrace it. 'You are mine, body and mind, give me everything.' *** The Archduke of Lanark was blessed with two daughters, his eldest was the most beautiful Lady in the kingdom, while the youngest, Adelaide, held a special place in his heart. Life for the noble family was about to undergo a profound shift. With the revolution threatening the aristocrats of Emoria, their Monarch demanded they part with a significant portion of their wealth to appease the people. As a result, Adelaide's proud father found himself facing financial hardships that pushed him into deep debt. Just as despair gripped the family, a mysterious stranger arrived in town, igniting fervent discussions among the nobility with his considerable fortune and flawless etiquette. To their astonishment, this stranger paid off the Archduke's debt, becoming involved in their lives in more ways than one. Egon von Conradie, the wealthy commoner, had a hidden agenda. But his perfect plan faced an unforeseen obstacle—he had not anticipated falling for the daughter of his mortal enemy. Only Adelaide, a rare Healer, had the power to captivate a unique Beast like Egon. *** Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, events, and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. The art's credit goes to the owner.

MerrySweet · Fantaisie
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Adela's shapeshift (part 1)

"She's burning up..." Aldric grumbled. "I swear to God, if her temperature doesn't drop soon, your next destination will be the afterlife."

"…You struck the back of her head too hard," Samandra commented, her words syncing with the throbbing at the base of Adela's skull.

"Enough with the pointless chatter! It's snowing. Go gather some for her."

"As you wish, Your Holiness."

As the door closed behind Samandra, the noise of Adela's teeth clattering grew louder—or perhaps they were chattering more vigorously as she contemplated the idea of snow touching her forehead with her body already so frigid.

Cold... She had never experienced such bone-chilling cold in her entire life.

"Shh... I will remedy this, even if it means I have to inform my counselors about what I've done. My warlocks will obey my command," he said solemnly, before adding another layer atop the many already covering her.

"…"