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Face of Fate

She has an iron heart in a velvet body. He's like a black hole inside the sun. She's strong with fragile pieces. He's fierce above his afraid self. She was the light in his gloomy world. He was the darkness that took her last shine. She became the aspire of his life. He made her life aimless. She wants to revenge him. He wants to acquire her. She searches for freedom from him. He captures her in a golden cage. She fell for a person she hates the most. He loves a person who he can't love. He was her enemy with a tag of a husband. She was his fear with a title of a wife.

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66. Psychopath?

Lycaon swiftly opened the door and entered the room. He didn't pay any attention to the room or the bed. The faint light of lanterns made the room dull. He directly walked to the bath area. His clothes were soaked with sweat. After heavy training, all he needed was a good bath. He pulled off the clothes and threw them on the stone floor. He then jumped in the water. Something caught his sight when he jumped in the water. There were already clothes on the flood. He called the girls in anger.

"What is that?" He questioned.

"We apologize." They both said in unison. "We forgot to pick it up." They quickly picked up the clothes and turned around to walk out. They halted on their track and looked at each other.

"The water." One of the girls whispered to the other.

"We didn't change it." The other said.

They turned around and looked at Lycaon his head was bend back resting on the stone.

"MiLord." One of the girls said and gulped.