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You Think I Won't Talk?

Elizabeth, a girl with an unusual personality is reincarnated into the body of a mute woman in what appeared to be medieval times. However, the people surrounding her seemed familiar. She had transmigrated as the dead villainess's older sister in a +19-rated novel she read long ago in her past life. Marianne, the previous owner of the body, had a tragic past. Abused by his obsessed older brother and little sister, the part of her soul left in the body doesn't give Elizabeth freedom. Now she will discover the truth behind Marianne's condition, experience unknown feelings, and recall her past to overcome these new difficulties. 'I'm gonna go crazy...how is it that this girl didn't even have her name mentioned in the novel?... some authors really are idiots...' _________________________________ Give some love to my other book too ^^~ • Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure * To find my book you have to either search the title or my pen name. It will not show on my profile. _________________________________ TAGS: #R18 #SlowPaced, #Romance, #Smut, #Medieval, #Trauma, #Father&Daughter... (Sigh... so many tags... do emphasise #SlowPaced ^^) _________________________________ This is an original Story ^^ Author: XimenoideX

XimenoideX · Fantaisie
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Chapter 494

"They are no lie, my Lady… by your side, I... I solely have these kinds of goals… all while thinking about you…"

"… I… do like it…"

It was the delight that was taking my voice away… yet I was able to tell it while summoning great embarrassment as the moment fell into stillness… one tense as I felt as if there was an attraction we were fighting… One he ended with his hand moving my head so our gazes could meet… briefly, for timidness made myself red and unable to be as audacious as I would like to be.

"… There are no spirits around… also no eyes…"

"… yes…" — I said already waiting for it to happen. Repeating it as if wanting to answer any other question he could ask about it being alright or not. — "Yes, my prince…"

The way his nose grazed mine enjoying the tenderness of this anticipation made my breathing stop… until finally his lips kissed mine.