Myrrhia

Aisha is a pleasure-seeking rich socialite who lives in the name of fun. She was happily lounging around on a pristine beach when a disaster unexpectedly hit their place.

She thought she was already dead. But when she woke up, she saw herself in another world where werewolves, vampires, and mermaids co-exist. Will she be able to escape the magical land when its ruler, the most powerful creature in Gaea, King Leandro, was already smitten with her and wants to procreate with her?

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The look on his gleaming plum eyes raking over her body made her skin quiver. She then realized that she was stark naked!

With panic rising up in her heart, she quickly covered her body with her arms, as if she could cover them all.

"I swear I have my clothes on a while ago. Forgive me for my indecency, your Majesty," She stuttered.

"I don't mind at all," A corner of the King's lips curled up in response to her. He lifted his rod to move away Aisha's arms that were covering her nudity to both her sides, so he could get a better view.

It seemed that he was satisfied as his ravishingly attractive face that was previously void of emotion lit up showing signs of delight and satisfaction.

Aisha's cheeks turned beetle red at what the King was doing. But she felt like she had no choice.

She was at his mercy now. He might kill her or throw her inside a whale's mouth if she wouldn't oblige.

And honestly, she liked the feeling that she satisfied his taste.

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SMITTEN

She watched as they left the chaotic scene one by one. First are the guards who ran after the heartless merchant. Then Lord Emilio and King Leandro.

The market slowly returned to its normal atmosphere, where the only noises that could be heard were brisk footsteps and negotiations of the vendors and their consumers.

Aisha wanted to take her hood off as she felt herself perspiring profusely. But she couldn't.

She may have escaped the guards that have accused her as an assaulter of the King. But not as a murderer who plotted against the noble people's lives three years ago.

Though she wasn't aware if she was really proven guilty or not then. She could not risk exposing herself, for the sake of her son.

Aisha peeked from her hiding place again to see what was happening.

"Let us go, your Majesty," Lord Emilio continued to coax the King into leaving.

Small World