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Reborn As The Daemon's Wife

"I saved your life, so you are mine." He claimed her with a serious face that she found infuriating and worthy of her slap. [NO RAPE. Warning: Mature content] |Volume 1: The Daemon's Wife| She was a carefree woman until she met him, and he did nothing but fill her life with mystery—and make her fall harder than she'd ever thought possible. ... "Your clothes are wet." He pointed out, making it obvious that he had been waiting for her. She took a step back nervously when he stood up and closed in on her with a cold smile on his thin lips. "I went for a swim." She hastily answered, earning a chuckle from him. "Fully dressed?" He pinned her against the wall as his fingers traced her wet clothes. "Your heart is racing. Did you try to run away again, flower?" He felt her tremble under his touch and his lips curled into a smile that seemed sarcastic and made her tremble. "I already told you, you are mine." ... His heart was empty until he met her, and she completed him.

Avalorian_ · Fantasia
Classificações insuficientes
192 Chs

Origin (4)

After being reassured that Jasmine was the late elderly lady's granddaughter, she was more willing to speak to them. "I always thought that her family members must be quite heartless. None of her relatives have ever been here to pay their respects."

Jasmine bit her lower lip, her clenched fists trembling slightly. How was that possible? Her grandmother clearly had a family. How come no one paid her respects?

Realizing that she must have said something wrong, the neighbour coughed. "I don't think anyone claimed her relics. Since you are here, you can go and check whether you can still get them. You can ask the village magistrate about it later."

Jasmine nodded even though it was uncertain. Who would keep a deceased's belongings for fifteen years? They had probably been given away or disposed of ages ago. Even so, she wanted to give it a try and check later. "Where was she laid to rest?" She asked.