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The Villain's Cannon Fodder Bride

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] Reborn into the world of her favorite novel, 'Auberon's Edge', as the maid of an unimportant side character - the doomed princess who would be married off to the villain and then killed in a fit of anger some time after they were married - Rache is faced with a moral dilemma: does she use her knowledge to flee the to-be-conquered nation and live somewhere she knows will be safe, or risk upturning the fate of the book by warning Princess Airie about her impending doom? Before Rache can decide, she's ambushed in her bedroom by the princess' guard. Knowing how dangerous the black hearted prince of Sidera is, the princess declares she's forcing her maid to go in her place due to the maid bearing a striking resemblance to her own rare features, while the real princess goes into hiding until her parents can find a way to get untangled from Sidera's web. "Remember, if the prince finds out the truth, he'll kill you first." Trapped in a marriage to a cold-hearted sadist who only loves violence, railroaded into a pointless ending before the story even begins. There is no escape to this twisted romance but death. Rache - the new Princess Airie - will not go so quietly into the night. "Let's break up!"

Amesaya · Fantasia
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130 Chs

The Consummation [R18]

His body covered hers, his heat enveloped her. She could feel his breath on her neck, could feel the strength of him surrounding her.

The hard length of him pressed into her, the feeling so real that it almost made her whimper.

"Don't worry. It'll fit." His voice was soft. Gentle. Almost soothing.

That wasn't the sort of way he should have spoken.

That wasn't the way a man who'd kill he should speak.

"I'm going to be inside you so deep that you won't even be able to breathe."

Her stomach clenched. She shivered.

He kissed the side of her neck. The touch of his lips was hot, his teeth grazing against her flesh. "I'll make it hurt. Just the right way."

She could feel him smile against her neck. His hands slid up her thighs, caressing them softly.