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Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure

[ WARNING: Mature Content ] [Completed] In a household where the only holding genuine bloodline is her, Ewelina Orteu is betrayed and sold to the sole Archduke of the Zaarmideos Kingdom, whose nature is of treacherous essence such as the domain he rules over. Wedded to an unknown groom, she is now sent to his residency where sights she never fathomed to witness await her. As well as the fated encounter with him who is Ewelina's spouse and owner. Foreordained, the couple's first meeting threatens their present... Concealing a truth she is yet to unveil... Along with the beginning of the souls Luring Nights. || Extract || Gasping sounds along with a woman's soft melted voice could be heard in the dark chamber. Solely illuminated by the clear moon that slid rudely into the wedded's privacy, two silhouettes emerged from the sheets as the light fall of raindrops gifted nature's melody to their night... As well as the freshness their heated figures continued to need, even in the midst of such weather. "a..ahn...!... huff... Husb– ha...!" — The woman continued to puff in a weak voice. _________________________ This is my second book. As it is, this novel differs from my first one of course. You will notice on its tone. Yet, I hope you will like it as much. The first eleven chapters are so you get how Ewelina ended up in her situation ^^. This story fully starts after said chapter. Be expectant for the following chapters. Happy reading. Do leave a review. _________________________ Tags: #R18 #Reincarnation #Historical #Fantasy #Drama #Romance #Smut Read my first book!: • You Think I Won't Talk? This is an original Story ^^ Author: XimenoideX

XimenoideX · แฟนตาซี
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Scene XXVIII

It was well past midnight and silence reigned in the chamber the two had filled in their tangling presence.

His sweat had dried, cold on his skin. Yet the chill of the night was not enough for the man to cover under the warmth of their shared sheets. Unlike the woman beside him.

Cuddling to herself under the fur, her profile peeked outside. Peacefully resting in slumber with the bushy shine of her unique strands.

"....." — Aslak tilted to observe the Wife he had taken in silence. Truly intrigued by her essence. Ending fixated on the nicely shaped curls of her fur that brought his hand to wrap his finger in one of them.

'... This shape and shade... are rare...' — He thought, interested in the feel of the strands in his hand.

"..... Although I am sure that's not all of it." — The man mumbled, taking his hand away. Settling comfortably in their mattress to find rest as he recalled the behaviour of the woman during their night.

'She's a rare woman...'