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La Serpiente, Foxy cursed bride in CEO Ghost's lair

[ Previous life ] A marriage that was originally meant to end the long war but the happily married couple fell in the hands of tragic death, lead by misunderstandings that FL killed the ML, herself. [ Present, Modern Time ] Sinclair MacLaverty - A mysterious multimillionaire TYCOON, residing in human world is waiting for his BRIDE to be reincarnated. NO! Definitely not for LOVE. The Lord wants a revenge but to his DAZE only a marriage again can secure his own life. Battling with him Syna Rhys- A Journalist is on a mission to expose the rumoured 'womanizer' boss, the young CEO of MacLaverty conglomerate. To fulfil the VOW of love, taken decades ago the duo is reborn to REWRITE their fate this time, they have to bind each other in THREAD OF TRUST. BUT What about the REVENGE plan? Or the Lord will again get bitten by the SNAKE of love? How will Syna get to know that she mistook her MATE for her BROTHER-IN-LAW ! Will Syna again become his ACHILLES HEEL? What if ANOTHER MAN has taken a LIKING towards Lord Sinclair!? ~~~~~~~~ Cover credits to the original artist. Poetry credits to Instagram poet Thy.Young.Shakespeare

Aysel_Inara · Fantasi
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200 Chs

Hestia, The Queen Of Hell! [ R18 ]

"Honey, wake up! How long are you going to doze off?"

The man whispered close to her ear with a light chuckle, as the lady was sound asleep beside him with the duvet upto her breast.

The man's dazzling golden orbs were fixed on her beautiful face as she a soft smile graced her lips. He slipped his hands in her waist as embraced the lady in his hug while marring his face in the crook of her shoulder from behind.

"My love, it's time for me to leave now. Wake up and at least greet me, I'm aware that you are pretending to be asleep."

"Mmm, go away Hades. Let me sleep, you can leave without making a noise."

The lady shrugged him back by jerking off his shoulder and immediately pulled back the duvet on her chest, which slipped away in her activity. The lord was pushed away and threw his head back on the pillow, as his right hand raked through the hair while his bicep hardened in the attempt.