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PHANTAŚY: I love you since 1605

"I am Phantasy Winters, a developer and I have developed feelings for you, Mr Fretakis."  "Miss Winters, the search engine says you are a student of archeology."  "....." Phantasy's husband has only few months to live and has just lost his memory, so this quiet wife sets out on a journey to make her hubby's last days the most memorable while fighting off bad fate that has been set for them. But author is Phantasy the only one allowed to be cool...? Meet the Chairman of Wife spoilers and one of the Co-Founders of Wife Doting Husbands Community. Nicholas Fretakis Lucifer who prefers to be the villain rather than the hero to get what he wants. Interested she asked the devil. "What are you doing?"  Engrossed, he did not look up at her like he would do and only replied. "Filling an application."  "Application...?" she repeated. Who dares to ask the devil to fill applications. "Application for what?"  He stared deeply into her eyes this time, his gold eyes taking her breath away every single time . "Application to be your husband."  __________________ You can only pick one. Power or Love. Which will be your priority?  ********* I am currently working on the editing, please be patient. The image does not belong to me so all copyright goes to the artist. Instagram @Loneliest_Empress This book is a series book. Book 1: PHANTAŚY: I love you since 1605 Book 2: PHANTAŚY: Good for my Fantasy

Loneliest_Empress · Fantasia
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160 Chs

HE HAD REMAINED VIRGIN TILL SHE DEVOURED HIM

Phantasy did not want to whine about he not keeping his promise. She was supposed to be kept for three days but he is already letting her go. Could it be he thought she was a jinx since he had lost consciousness twice?

She sighed. The new security was not the familiar face she knew but instead these ones were more mean looking and it made her wonder where he found this people from. Does he like go on net and type in mean looking security men? The japanese man this time did not even spare her a glance as he only rested his hands atop his two swords that were fastened to his waist, eye focused ahead. Phantasy quietly walked past him to the door.

"Do you ever wear skirts?" Nicholas questioned as he trailed behind the disappointed figure. His little girl did not look a happy about not being kept.

Phantasy looked back and frowned. She stared at the guards and saw that they still had the same expression on their faces. She then made a face to the man and proceeded to wear her shoes.

But Nicholas wasn't dropping the questions until he got an answer. "Do you?" this time his tone was soft as if he was patting the girl to tell him the truth.

Finally she replied him, an annoyed look on her small face. "Yes I do. Why?"

Nicholas stared at her pants and said in a low voice as he got nearer. "Because I dreamed about it."

Quickly she whipped her head in his direction and casted him a glare. "How perverted of you!" she then stomped outside, leaving him in the threshold. As he watched the door close on his face, he could not help but wonder...

How was that perverted? He had simply dreamed of holding the edges of her skirt. In his dream, she had slid past him and her light material skirt had caused a gentle breeze to blow. He could not help but bend to grab the edges of her skirt. The lady turned around and looked down at him, her blue eyed judging his gold ones. When she saw his outfit, she flew into a rage and said to someone behind him.

"How dare you let this filth touch the skirt of mine. Can your generation afford this?" her legs extended and she kicked him away causing him to roll a few feets farther from her.

Nicholas wiped his face and sighed. In his dream, he seemed completely different to his current state and looked younger. If he had not had gold eyes, he would perhaps have mistaken the boy for someone else. And Phantasy was not very nice in that dream. He quickly instructed his men to follow her and walked to his study. From the window, he could see the little girl, looking back one last time before getting into the car. A rare smile formed on his lips and he settled in his chair.

Opening the last drawer, he brought out a file. It had every information about the little girl. Originally, her maternal parents were from Romania. Perhaps that was why she had such weird name.

Romania. He thought again and remembered that was where he saw the property he wanted to buy. That was where he met the little girl who sneaked into his room at night. Two years ago she was eighteen.

Nicholas rubbed his temple and picked his glasses finding another file from his drawer. He had sent her back hoping that he would stop having flashbacks for some time. His head would always spin and a deafening sound would block his ears. Just this morning, when he had caught her do something unhygienic because no one was looking, he suddenly had a flashback of seeing her sitting and doing the same thing but the surroundings in that flashback was different.

He stared at the girls personal information again. He was not the type to sleep around with any lady, he had infact remained virgin till two years ago. He could have pushed her away but when he felt her soft body and her hands all over rhim, he felt something wake in him like a beast and he devoured her without caring who the young lass was. He must admit that he really felt relieved when he found out she was eighteen although her body was quite small and soft.

His phone rang and he picked it. "Speak."

Special forces captain was scared and slowly replied. "Boss we have found some properties in the closed centre but I am not sure if it is the one you want. I also found something strange in the cubicle you were in two years ago."

Nicholas calmed himself and asked. "What is it that you found?"

"Its a old picture and..." he hesitated for a while not knowing if it will anger his boss. " I think it's of you and Miss Winter."

Nicholas sprouted off his seat and looked around, it was still morning but the clouds were gathering, making it look like rain was about to fall. "Send me a picture and search that cubicle for anything else. I will be there as soon as possible."

When he hung up Special forces captain stared at the picture in his hands. Why was boss and Miss Winter in this old picture. He did not think much about it and simply sent a picture as requested while telling his other members to search every nook of the cubicle. It wasn't that big from the outside, but what they failed to notice was that, it contained twenty of their men.

The more they walked in to search, the more the cubicle seemed endless.

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