"I agree to this but that's as long as you do not poke your nose in what I do."
"You have the deal!" The man chuckled in his husky voice while raising his hands in a surrender gesture.
"But You need to agree to my side of conditions too." He stepped forward and whispered in her ears, his hot breath tickling them, yet she did not waver one bit from where she was.
"I did say I will agree, didn't I?" Sherry maintained a calm and composed look on her face as she confronted him head on. She placed her hands on his collar and pulled him forward until they were at the same eye level.
"Mr. Smith!" She whispered in a low voice like how he had done before. 
'Hah...This woman is really good at driving me nuts...' Levian knew this was going to be a challenge for him.
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Sherry was a bright child that everyone loved. Her foster parents her step siblings and her friends.  Everyone loved her and spoilt her. But she dies on the day of her marriage just as she was about to get her makeup done.
A disease?? No??
On that very day her fiance is at hospital but not for her but because he is about to be daddy......
Sherry unknown to all this except the fact she was poisoned by her bridesmaid  rebirths a day before her marriage.
 In this life she takes different options  but then ugly truth about everything starts to surface.
What would she do when she realizes everything was fake??
And a mysterious man appears out of nowhere and says as long as she marries him he would even wipe out whole of the city that made a fool out of her.
Is he trustworthy??
Who is he??
Why is he so cold to her but warm at same time??

Reborn For Revenge: Mr. Smith Can You Handle it?

Sherry squinted her eyes like a kitten while giggling in amusement. 


“What do you say, Mr. Smith?” She curled up her lips in a smile as she hooked her arm around his neck. 


Her tone was laid back and provocative. At that moment, his body lightly trembled. Seeing the dark desire in his eyes, Sherry shuddered in fear and anticipation about what would come. 


She was very well-versed in human anatomy. However, she had never practically done anything. 


The desire that was lit in her made her muddle-headed. She swallowed her breath to calm her nerves, but her bright eyes betrayed her intention. 


Before she knew what had happened, she was softly pushed down, her back landing on the soft mattress. 


Levian leaned against her, his face dangerously drawing closer to her. She could feel his breath upon her lips. His lips pressed against hers while his hand went underneath her shirt- caressing her soft skin. 


His hand felt big and a bit rough against her tender skin. 


We Are not Done Yet, Mrs. Smith