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Leanna

COMPLETED [Mature Content] My life has no meaning. I'm forty years old, a middle age woman. Some say I have a fulfilling life, an architect with a high salary, a one-bedroom condo unit and a face that, although not the most beautiful, certainly warrants a second look. The only thing people criticize about me is the emptiness of my ring finger. I'm not married and don't have a family of my own. I don't feel anything about it. I don't need a man in my life, and I hate kids. The only thing I regretted was how I lived my life. Half of it wasted in school and the other half wasted in work. Before I knew it, I'm already old and at my deaths bed - alone and dying. THEN I WOKE UP FROM THE DREAM. ---- Read my other works: I am the Queen (FL) Genre: Fiction, Mature, Modern Romance, StrongFL, RichFL, PoorML, ColdML Realm Wars (ML) Genre: Epic Fantasy, Action, Adventure, Mature, R18, Romance, RPGelements, GAMEelements, OPmc Angels, Demons, Sprites, Elves, Beastmen Generation of Heroes (ML) Genre: Action, Adventure, Epic Fantasy, Friendship, Magic, Beasts, Game Elements, Multiple Leads, OPmc, Romance, War, Military Trinity the Last White Witch (FL) Genre: Werewolf, Vampires, Witches, Fantasy, R18, Mature, ColdML, StrongFL ---- Stalk me here: Facebook, Instagram, Twitter: MiuNovels ---- Donate for my Milk Addiction: PayPal: Miu.2017@yahoo.com

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[Vixen] [Dangerous]

[Vixen]

I roused from a deep sleep. It had been a while since I woke up feeling on cloud nine.

I sat on the bed with my back leaning on the headrest, wiped my drool, stretched my hands, and yawned.

"Good morning."

A hoarse voice startled me awake.

I gazed at the fresh handsome cold face of Cain, sitting beside me on the bed. My hair's all over the place, my hands still on the air, and my mouth hanging open. What a magnificent view to see me in the morning!

I froze. My mind scrambled to get working, and my face reddened in embarrassment, thinking that Cain discovered my amazing look before sunrise.

I sighed through my mouth upon discovering that his eyes were not looking at my face, but elsewhere. I retraced his line of sight and found that his fevered stare was locked on my breasts!