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The heartbreaker perfect match

Ciara Cromwell, 28 , the alluring and rebellious daughter of the Demon Queens, is known for her striking beauty, characterized by her stark white hair, piercing red eyes, and the black horns adorning her forehead. With a reputation as a heartbreaker, Ciara revels in fleeting romances and one-night stands, scoffing at the notion of true love. Contrasting her tumultuous life is Aeliana Whitfield, a diligent and kind-hearted human girl determined to make a difference. At 26, Aeliana works tirelessly as an assistant to Leora, Ciara's wise and powerful grandmother. Aeliana’s inner beauty matches her outer appearance, Black hair green eyes a beatiful face and body though she often hides her stunning looks beneath modest attire. Unlike the many who fall for Ciara's charm, Aeliana despises her and would rather face any peril than succumb to her advances. When Leora, seeing the potential for something greater, decides to use the Perfect Match system to pair Ciara with her true love, the results shock everyone: Ciara and Aeliana are the perfect match of each other. Bound by fate and the whims of a powerful enchantment, the two women must navigate their animosity and discover whether love can truly bloom between a demoness who scorns it and a human who yearns for it.

K_Mopo · Fantasi
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246 Chs

Give me back my assistant

The next morning, sunlight streamed gently through the curtains, creating a warm, golden haze in the room. I blinked awake slowly, the remnants of last night's laughter and sweet moments flowing through my mind like a delightful melody.

My heart felt light, buoyed by the joy of the dance-off and the unexpected connection that had grown between Ciara and me.

It felt like waking up into a new chapter a fresh possibility where friendship might effortlessly transform into something more.

As my eyes adjusted to the light, I noticed a soft weight against my side. Turning slightly, I saw Ciara curled up next to me, her hair fanned out like a halo around her head.

Her face was peaceful, features softened in sleep, an expression of serenity that brought a smile to my lips. The previous night's energy still lingered in the air, creating a cocoon around us where laughter and joy danced softly like the morning light.