Synopsis: Amara hid her beauty since she was young. Her mother told her that her beauty might become her ruin, therefore she wore a mask and hid the scar that her mother had given her. When she met Gerard who accepted her despite her ugliness, she believed he was the man destined for her. But her fantasy was mercilessly broken after her lover sold her to an old nobleman for a pouch of gold coins. She then met Azer, a man working at a bakery. Azer, who strikes her as a mysterious guy who suddenly appeared and invaded her broken heart which she swore to never let be swayed by another again, kept pouring her attention and kindness. Can Amara trust a man again? Or will she forever cage her heart on the walls she built herself? But what happens if, along the way of treasuring her newfound love, she learns that the scar she bears isn't just a simple scar, but a mark of a curse? As she gathers and unfolds the hidden and lost memories of her childhood, slowly, her identity is revealed. And so does the mystery surrounding Azer. --- This novel is the next series after the story of Kyden and Mona [Summoned by a Pretend Villainess]. The novels aren't connected, but the world-building is the same. The characters were living in the same world. Check it out too^^ Thank you for stopping by! Please support me in this journey! - superAyan
The water inside the tub only reached Amara's chest yet she felt like drowning. Sounds of bubbles popping entered her ears and it never made her so embarrassed until then. Because she knew where they actually came from.
She opened her eyes and found Azer playing with her lips. In that upside-down position, she could see his lips pestering hers, biting and nibbling at them. While his hands were busy unbuttoning the buttons of her dress.
Her eyes widened after realizing that. She pushed Azer away and scooted to the opposite corner of the tub.
"What are you doing? It's so early in the day! What if Vida comes home and hears us?" Amara asked unbelievably, clutching the clothes in her chest. How come all the buttons were falling off one by one?
Azer, with his eyes brimming with ardor while lingering on her drenched appearance, tilted his head and replied, "She won't come."
"What?"