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"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.
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A.N: This book is still messed up, it hasn't gone through the editing process yet

Namara's Revenge

The sun is down in the western sky. The sky darkened and the room turned dim. Namara felt a demanding kiss. The kiss on her lips completely bewitched her body.

Eros' tongue wrapped around Namara's and took a sip of the sweetness. His hand moved to explore Namara's neck and down to her plump chest.

Caresses were given there only to seduce the women beneath him. The caress turned into a gentle squeeze on the top of Namara's assets.

The kiss broke and he moved to Namara's ear. "What if you're really late today?" he whispered.

The deep voice of Eros and the warm breath that hit Namara's ears and made her shudder. A strange tingle assaulted her body and ended with a wave of warmth all over her body.

"I… sure I'm not late," Namara replied.

Eros kissed Namara's ear and brushed his tongue there. Namara's mouth immediately opened and a soft sigh escaped. Her right hand pressed against Eros' shoulder.

Eros Field Chest