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You Think I Won't Talk?

Elizabeth, a girl with an unusual personality is reincarnated into the body of a mute woman in what appeared to be medieval times. However, the people surrounding her seemed familiar. She had transmigrated as the dead villainess's older sister in a +19-rated novel she read long ago in her past life. Marianne, the previous owner of the body, had a tragic past. Abused by his obsessed older brother and little sister, the part of her soul left in the body doesn't give Elizabeth freedom. Now she will discover the truth behind Marianne's condition, experience unknown feelings, and recall her past to overcome these new difficulties. 'I'm gonna go crazy...how is it that this girl didn't even have her name mentioned in the novel?... some authors really are idiots...' _________________________________ Give some love to my other book too ^^~ • Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure * To find my book you have to either search the title or my pen name. It will not show on my profile. _________________________________ TAGS: #R18 #SlowPaced, #Romance, #Smut, #Medieval, #Trauma, #Father&Daughter... (Sigh... so many tags... do emphasise #SlowPaced ^^) _________________________________ This is an original Story ^^ Author: XimenoideX

XimenoideX · Fantasia
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592 Chs

Chapter 227

'huh? That... I don't remember anything being mentioned in the novel...' — Ignorant to what he asked I tilted my head, dubious, contemplating on how to get myself some distance from this suddenly shameless attitude he was giving me with that tone of his.

"... Because..." — Leaning, his voice lowered to whisper in a distance I could still tolerate. — "Isn't the warmth of closeness similar to the frustrating heat of the Summer Sun?"

"...!" — '... What's... What's wrong with you...? What are you–?!'

"This is the other reason why I could not permit My Lady to grant this first dance to another man."

Moving my hand to lay on his shoulder, as if preparing for the almost unhearable piece to commence, he traced my arm tickling it with his graze, placing his palm on my waist... looking straight into my eyes to say such a thing. Having no hint of shame at what his mouth was spouting.

"...!" — 'You idiot...!'

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