MariosNikoleou

Aurora Carlsson was the envy of all, but overnight her life was turned upside down.
Her boyfriend betrayed her, her sister committed suicide, her father was paralyzed, her company went bankrupt ...... These things made her suffer a series of blows, but she was not defeated, she chose to take it all.
From this moment on, she lived for only one thing-- Revenge!
She became a woman who would do anything for profit and sell her flesh in the eyes of the people.
She seduced the most powerful man with all her seductive means. After a one-night stand, she found out that she had got laid with the wrong person, and this strange man had forcefully entered her life.
"Who are you?" Asked Aurora Carlsson, staring at him viciously.
The man with the different colored pupils smiled slyly, "Do you want to know?"
Whoever you are! No one can stop me from getting married even if the sky is falling!
On the day of the wedding, the video of the bride rolling with a strange man was made public, and the groom was the man in the video! After the irrevocable wedding, she thought the road to revenge would be difficult, but who knew it would be difficult to get out of bed.
Aurora Carlsson tugged on the man's tie: "Even if you are a werewolf, I am not afraid of you!"
The man's pupils lit up slightly, the corners of his mouth hooked into a smile, "No, I'm the wolf king."
"Congratulations on becoming the wolf king's lovely wife."

Wolfking's Wife Revenge

Arvin peeked at Cyril's knuckles squeezing the book gradually whitened because of the force, before he could continue to stimulate Cyril, hearing that, "Okay, before the engagement, if I make her fall in love with me, cancel the wedding with Aurora."


Arvin wandered around his room for a while, resulting in him not reading a single word.


(It's my fault that I'm here to keep you from thinking of seduction tricks!)


Cyril closed the book, staring at the blank on the floor. Suddenly something flashed in his mind, he then took out the phone, finding the nude photo he took under the moonlight. After looking at it a long time, he sent the photo to Aurora.


When Miss Carlsson, lying flat on her back on all fours, was leisurely discussing a follow-up financing proposal with Lisen, a familiar name popped up: Cyril.


A Private Photo