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

All night long, Aurora was not able to sleep soundly, but Cyril, as if he wanted to vent his anger in his heart, regardless of her resistance, let her cry or shout without a trace of meaning to let her go.


Until finally, she simply served the person under her while cursing, but this cursing in the eyes of the man became a slutty seduction. The more aggressive she cursed, the more reckless the man.


The morning light was bright, she woke up early while Cyril was still asleep. Seeing the man's handsome face as she opened eyes, even in the sleep, the man still had a cold face, frowning tightly.


Every day with a long face, as if who owes him several hundred million.


Looking at it, she couldn't help but use her index finger to press on the man's brow, gently rubbing away the tightly furrowed brow as she sighed in a low voice, "This is better."


Stealing a cell phone