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Long Live, the Queen! (R18) (Under Editing)

[MATURE CONTENT] Enter the world of Lila Elara Forbes Montgrave, a rose with thorns, shaped by tragedy and reborn with vengeance. Betrayed by her lover and given a second shot at life, she uses her beauty as a weapon in a deadly game of love, hate, and power. But as her past and present meet, will she reshape her fate or succumb to the darkness within? Warning: Viewers discretion is advised. Read at your own risk.

jelomaine · ย้อนยุค
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100 Chs

Love's Game Plan

Without a moment's hesitation, Axel gently cupped Lila's chin, tilting her face upwards.

Their eyes locked, a silent exchange passing between them. "And here I thought we were even," Axel teased, a playful smirk playing on his lips.

Lila's heart fluttered in her chest, a mixture of frustration and intrigue stirring within her. "Axel," she began, her voice faltering as Axel's closeness enveloped her.

"Shh," Axel whispered, his breath warm against her cheek. In one swift movement, he leaned in, his lips meeting hers in a tender yet another electrifying kiss.

Time seemed to stand still as Lila yielded to the intimacy, her mind awash with conflicting emotions. Axel's touch was intoxicating, his kiss leaving her breathless and wanting more.

Axel gently caressed Lila's cheek with his hands and playfully licked her lips with his tongue. Lila's mouth tasted sweet, reminiscent of honey, and Axel found himself unable to stop kissing her.

"Ha, ah—mmh,"

Their kiss continued as their tongues intertwined, exploring each other's mouths, until they finally parted.

As they parted, Axel's gaze held a glimmer of amusement. "I took it back, make it even again," he murmured, a knowing smile dancing in his eyes.

After Axel left the room, Lila returned to her own chamber, her mind swirling with a mix of emotions from the encounter. She closed the door behind her, leaning against it for a moment to collect her thoughts.

In the solitude of her room, Lila's heart raced as she replayed the events in her mind. The memory of their intimate moment lingered, leaving her feeling both exhilarated and perplexed. She paced the room, her thoughts consumed by the complexities of her feelings for Axel.

Despite the lingering confusion, Lila couldn't deny the flutter of excitement that Axel's presence had stirred within her. She sighed deeply, unsure of what lay ahead, but determined to navigate the uncharted territory of her emotions.

Lila hastily dressed after her bath, noticing Axel's towel on a nearby chair. With a gentle sigh, she picked it up, intending to return it to him. As she made her way down the corridor, she overheard voices coming from a nearby study room. Curiosity tugged at her, and she quietly approached, the towel still draped over her arm.

Peeking through a slightly ajar door, Lila caught sight of Axel and Raul engaged in a serious conversation. She hesitated, unsure if she should interrupt, but the mention of Heather's name piqued her interest. 

"Heather orchestrated this with my mother." Axel's voice was tinged with disbelief, his brow furrowed in deep contemplation.

Raul nodded gravely. "It appears so, Your Highness. The affair with Stella was a fabrication, also a part of their sinister plan."

Lila's heart raced. Stella, the ambitious noble vying for the crown princess title, entangled in a web of deceit spun by Heather and the Empress herself.

"And my mother's plan to..." Axel's voice trailed off, his expression darkening with realization.

Raul nodded again, his voice barely a whisper. "Yes, Your Highness. It seems that she's involved in something far more treacherous than we imagined. Even as dangerous as lacing an arrow to fatally kill her son, to kill you,"

Lila's mind whirled with the weight of the revelation. She gripped the towel tighter, her fingers trembling.

"What a way to die," Axel replied. "What about Lila?" he added.

Axel's suspicions about her origins weren't surprising; she was, after all, the daughter of a knight from a rival empire. But hearing Axel question even those closest to him stung deeper than she expected.

Silently, Lila retreated from the doorway, her heart heavy with newfound knowledge and conflicting emotions. She continued down the corridor, lost in her thoughts, the towel now a forgotten burden on her arm.

Later that evening, back in her room, Lila stared out the window, her gaze fixed on the moonlit landscape. Axel's suspicions; it was a natural consequence of her lineage. Yet, the weight of the secrets she now carried threatened to pull her into a realm of uncertainty.

Lila lay in her bed, her mind now consumed by the thoughts of Mateo—the Crown Prince of Azro, whose presence now posed a dangerous threat to Axel.

She recalled their intertwined destinies from their past lives, the bitterness of betrayal seeping through her veins.

In her first life, Mateo had been the one to end her existence, extinguishing her light without remorse. Now, in this second chance at life, fate had thrown them together again, but this time under vastly different circumstances.

'That look in his eyes yesterday, my gut feeling is telling me that Mateo's involved with this scheme,' Lila uttered to herself.

Mateo's possible alliance with Empress Lamaine and Heather—the very individuals conspiring against Axel—was a revelation that fueled Lila's determination for retribution. She knew she held a powerful card in this intricate game of power and deceit—it was Axel.

Shifting her mind off of Mateo, Lila then gazed out of the window, her mind weaving intricate plans. Axel, her fiancé, had always intrigued her. With his reputation as a charming yet distant playboy, Lila saw an opportunity to play a different game—one that involved capturing Axel's heart.

With a confident smirk, Lila stood up and approached her vanity. She smoothed her midnight-blue gown, her reflection revealing a face framed by blonde curls and eyes that sparkled with mischief. Beauty had always been her ally.

Lila couldn't help but feel a thrill of anticipation. She was playing a dangerous game, one where hearts were at stake. But Lila was determined to win—not just Axel's affection, but his trust and perhaps, against all odds, his love.

'If I can make Axel fall in love with me, then my dreams of destroying Mateo will finally come true.' Lila whispered to herself.

Her slender fingers traced the edge of a delicate porcelain vase, her thoughts weaving a web of ambition and desire. Lila knew that Axel was known for his charm and playboy persona—a man whose heart had never truly been captured. But Lila was confident in her allure, her beauty, and her ability to bend hearts to her will.

A soft knock on the door interrupted her reverie. Without turning, Lila smirked knowingly. "Come in,"

The door swung open, revealing a servant with a message. "Apologies for the interruption, Your Highness. Prince Axel requests your presence in the garden."

Lila's pulse quickened with anticipation. "Tell him I'll be there shortly."

As the servant departed, Lila's mind raced with possibilities. 

It's getting hot in here...

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