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Reborn as a Mind-Reading Empress

Falling for his warm touch despite his usual coldness, she loved him only to be disappointed and betrayed in the end. When love turns to darkness, it festers to be poisonous and consumes the soul. The naïve Arabella evolved. *** “Thank you for becoming my wife,” was her cold husband’s last words before he died, coupled with a smile that had never before graced his lips. Not on their wedding day. And not even at the birth of their only child. Emperor Ferdinand, someone Arabella loved so much, killed their son. She became a villainess and vowed revenge for her beloved child. For a decade, she used everything she could to make Ferdinand pay. Until finally… he fell to ruin! With her revenge complete, Arabella's life soon ended with her dead husband in her arms. But fate wasn’t done playing with her. All of a sudden, she was back two decades ago right after their wedding. Was it a curse or a blessing? It didn’t matter. Because there is only one thing she needed to do. “I will ruin you in this lifetime too!” This was her hateful promise to herself upon realizing she was reborn. But in her second life, Arabella was unexpectedly bestowed a gift to uncover the truth. Who was wrong and who was right? Only time will tell.

Athena_Varinder · Fantasia
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897 Chs

Smug Look

Arabella no longer felt embarrassed being on top of Ferdinand while he sucked her and vice versa.

She was getting used to it since Ferdinand rather liked that position.

Thus, ever since the first time they did that position in Estrella, they had been doing it more often.

Especially during the times when they were both too eager to wait for their turn to please each other.

Three of Ferdinand's fingers that once hurt inside her now made her crazy too.

He could make her wet the sheets as her body trembled with pleasure so shamelessly.

And Ferdinand rather loved the sight.

He had a self-satisfied smile in the mornings if he was able to make her wet the sheets.

That smile on his face was what made Arabella still get embarrassed about the sheets.

He had one this morning as well after they shared a hot and passionate night.

"Stop doing that," Arabella complained with a blush on her face.

"Doing what?" Ferdinand didn't understand.

"That smirk on your face," she pointed out.