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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

Wait… are you actually serious?

I blinked at Leora, my heart skipping a beat. She had dropped the word so casually that it almost seemed like a joke. Marriage.

The thought alone felt like someone had taken a spark and set my brain alight. I should've been scoffing at her suggestion, brushing it off with my usual grumbling, but instead, I felt my face flush hot as an ember as the mental image of Aeliana in a wedding dress flitted through my mind. 

Leora leaned forward, waving a hand in front of my face. "Earth to Ciara! I was just joking. No need to look like you're about to have a heart attack."

I swallowed, trying to ignore the ridiculous rush of adrenaline coursing through me. "I… well, yeah, obviously. Hilarious, really." I attempted to scoff, but it came out more like a nervous cough. "What makes you think I'm even thinking about marriage?"