BaeVida

Aria Flame, the illegitimate daughter, gets her soul switched into the body of her sworn enemy. 

With her new identity as a rich spoilt brat, she had all the attention and wealth, which everyone yearned. But was it really her desired dream? 

Things become twisted when her new life comes with the perk of an arranged marriage? 

Torn between past lover and new fiance, who will succeed in grasping her heart? 

•••• 

His intense gaze inspected her body, while her skin burnt with desires. She inhaled sharply, devouring his warm breath on her cheeks. 

“Until how long do I have to wait to have you?” His deep husky whisper reverberated in her ears.
“Just give me a little more time. Soon I would be yours to claim.” 

“Too hard to do now. I hate how he treats you like you do not matter,” he complained, tightening his grip around her waist and lifted her chin. 

He couldn't contain himself and brought his lips closer, acknowledging the lady longed for him too. 

[BANG!] 

A pair of cold yet enraged eyes glared at the lovely duo with a earth shaking yell. 
“WHAT. THE. FUCK. ARE. YOU. DOING. WITH MY WIFE!”

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Reborn As My Nemesis

He laid her gently on it and hovered over her. His hand trailed up from her hips to her side, taking her hands up and pinning them above her head, preventing her from causing more ruin to his body and hardened rod.

He moved back up, kissing the trail of her stomach back up to her lips and capturing those sensual lips again.

"Aahh…" she let out a cry when his hand dove down to her chest and squeezed on her boob. "Umm~"

A pair of eyes pried open at the invasion of the bright light and cringed.

He turned to his side, swinging his hand with him and surprisingly they landed on nothing.

"Enh!" His eyes shot wide open and he looked properly. There was no one there with him. All that lay on the bed was an empty ruffled up blanket.

Desire or Moral?