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Namara's Revenge

"She was willing to become a sex slave to avenge the death of her parents." Namara's parents were killed by the Black Wings Clan. She wanted to avenge their death. Unfortunately, she was so weak, no strength can be learned, even if it was just lowly magic. Namara wants to enter the palace of the Black Wings Clan and destroy them slowly. There was only one way for her to get in there, which is to become a sex slave of a man named Eros who is the second son of the head of the Black Wings Clan. Will Namara succeed after sacrificing her pride and dignity? What if Eros suddenly finds out the secret behind Namara's body regarding her true identity? Namara is not a simple woman at all. * A.N: This book is still messed up, it hasn't gone through the editing process yet

Yulia_R · 奇幻言情
分數不夠
261 Chs

Pain and Desire

Namara walked back to the room feeling gloomy. Behind her was Lyco's figure walking after her. Eros didn't let her return to the Star Palace alone because he didn't want her to do anything strange.

Whatever. Namara only thought about her birthmark. It was something that was now adding to her level of anxiety.

After arriving in front of the room, Namara immediately entered. She ignored Elise who was already standing at the door.

"Why does she look gloomy?" Elise asked Lyco.

"Why are you asking me? Of course, I don't know," replied Lyco a little curtly.

Elise sighed. She didn't ask any more questions and let Lyco walk away.

Meanwhile, in the room, Namara moved to open the bag brought from the brothel. Then she took her booklet which was still questionable what its function was.

She stared at the book with an inexplicable expression. Could it be that the book had something to do with her birthmark too? Namara became even dizzier from being pressed by curiosity.

"Perhaps there is something hidden," Namara muttered quietly. She opened the book again with great care and precision.

Namara opened page after page patiently. However, she ended up feeling frustrated when she couldn't find anything. She squeezed the cover of the book furiously.

"Why do I have to be confused like this?!" exclaimed Namara whose emotions rose.

She scratched her head roughly and then looked back at the book, the now wrinkled cover. Suddenly she saw faint white lines from the crumpled parts of the cover.

Namara raised the corner of an eyebrow in surprise. The book she was holding had a dark brown cover. So, those white lines look quite eye-catching.

She rubbed the white line a few times. Then immediately shown with a small drop of brown cover that fell to the floor.

Namara became more and more interested. She immediately rubbed all the white streaks until the original brown cover started to peel off wide.

As time went on, Namara became more and more curious. When the brown cover peeled off, she could see another white cover that was stringy like clouds.

"What is this? How come I just found out?" Namara asked herself. After all the brown cover had peeled off she could finally see the actual cover of the book.

This is very surprising. She had never imagined that the already ugly brown cover was just layering another cover that looked much prettier.

Was the brown cover used to protect the actual cover? Or even to hide its authenticity?

Namara is filled with questions and guesses. The book in her hand was too unexpected. Even now the appearance of the book looked completely different only because the brown cover had come off.

What surprised Namara, even more, was the symbol written on the white cover. This overwhelmed her even more. Don't tell me that everything is related?

Between a book with a birthmark… it's not a coincidence. Moreover, her parents once said that the book was part of her birth.

"Ahhh! Why is it so confusing?!" cried Namara in frustration. Maybe the sound was too loud for Elise outside the room to hear it.

"Miss, are you all right?" asked Elise from outside.

Namara immediately replied, "Yes, nothing to worry about."

It felt like she wanted to curse herself. She had to stay calm, not make any unnecessary fuss. She had to keep this a good secret.

Namara looked back at her book. Now the book is dominated by white. The symbol written on the cover was written in sky blue, matching the stringy white cover perfectly.

If she looks around, the book looks unique. There are very few books in white. Most must be brown and other dark colors.

"Looks like I should be able to take advantage of Eros. I think that guy is also interested in this symbol," Namara muttered. She was silent and thought for a moment.

Finally, she decided. She had to take advantage of Eros. The man had power and had a lot of connections. That way it will be easier for her to get information.

Namara nodded several times. Then she kept the book carefully. Perhaps there are many secrets and meanings hidden behind the mystical symbol.

***

It is now night. Namara didn't expect much if Eros would come. So she turned off the light in the room and left only the smallest one.

The atmosphere in the room became dim. Namara pulled the blanket and got ready for bed. She closed her eyes, but before she fell asleep she heard the sound of the door opening.

Namara immediately gasped. She turned her head and her gaze caught the shadowy figure of a man walking over. Immediately, her heart started beating.

Finally, the man came. There was no mistaking it, it was indeed Eros.

Eros stopped at the side of the bed and sat there. Suddenly her hand grabbed Namara's hand and pulled it until the woman had to get up.

Without noticing Namara's response, Eros immediately kissed her lips and took a sip of the sweetness. This time he did it gently, not as rudely as before.

Namara just froze. In that dim situation, she couldn't see Eros' expression. However, she could feel the man's kiss that seemed demanding.

Eros' right hand landed on Namara's back and moved up and down caressing her. Meanwhile, his left hand gently touched Namara's neck.

After a while, he broke the kiss on Namara's lips. However, that doesn't mean he will stop. Instead, he turned to Namara's neck and kissed it gently.

Namara's blood immediately rippled. After all, she was a normal woman and Eros' treatment had already awakened her mature side.

Eros didn't hold back at all. He tasted Namara's neck and created red marks as a sign of ownership. This means that only he will have that beautiful body.

His left hand went down Namara's chest until it reached her ideal-sized breast. Without feeling embarrassed he began to squeeze the springy mound in turn.

Namara immediately moaned with pleasure. Her eyes turned dark. She tried hard to keep her sanity.

Suddenly the man lay down slowly. She could feel Eros' hands starting to strip her clothes. Little by little the covering left her body.

"My Lord," whispered Namara

Eros paid no heed to the call. He kissed her again on the lips and then the kiss went down to her neck and sexy chest area. Today he wants to let go of his male desire.

Namara's feelings became increasingly unruly. She bit her lip to keep from letting out an embarrassing sigh. It turned out to be very difficult for her, especially when the man played his tongue over her breasts.

"The final rule is...." Eros suddenly spoke.

Namara became quite surprised. She was reminded again of the rules that Eros had said. It turned out that the man still had more rules.

That's when suddenly Eros took a black cloth that was quite long. "You can't see my body," said Eros who then covered Namara's eyes with the cloth.

Namara could only stay silent. Now she couldn't see anything anymore. Only endless darkness could she meet.

Her lips were kissed again, her body was touched again. However, this time the man did it even crazier. In that darkness, Namara could not last much longer.

Her mouth opened to let out a sigh and moan of excitement. The turbulence of fire had grown that made her body hotter and wanted to be satisfied immediately.

With her eyes tightly closed, Namara felt something start to enter her feminine area. Her breath caught. Pain and desire for pleasure assaulted her body, before finally starting to melt into one.

Unknowingly clear grains came out soaking the cloth covering Namara's eyes. This was the path she had chosen. No matter what, she will endure to the end.