Kyrie_Sunbae

“No one should lay a hand on my wife. If anyone of you touches a single strand of her hair, I’ll be able to commit a massacre in no time.” – LL 

 When Zella Albert wakes up in the middle of a King’s bed with no memory of what her identity was, she tried to insist answers from one of the Cassano members with a knife, threatening to slit his throat if they don’t reveal who she was. Until Leo Luciano showed up in the middle of the ruckus and claimed her to be his wife. 

 But is Leo truly her husband or is just an impostor who tried to win his heart and kill her instead? 

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[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT ON THE LATER CHAPTERS] 

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“Kiss me if you need to prove our love. I can’t seem… to remember everything.” Leo’s lips turned pale. Zella was an observant. That slight change in his lips grew a suspicion in her. Why would he hesitate to kiss his wife? Is she really his wife? 

Leo didn’t even know what to have as an excuse. This time, he should be reckless. He approached her, closing the gap, placing his hands in his waist, pulling her closer to him. Zella got surprised, and looked up. His charm exuded through those smoldering eyes. Even though he’s not glaring, it looked at her with attention. Zella caught her breath. 

She tiptoed one of her foot. Leo brought his hand to her cheek, tucking her hair behind her ear. A feather light touch and it turned her on. Why do Zella feel he was skeptical with his every move? Like he doesn’t want to touch her? Leo didn’t desire to have a romantic relationship for now. But Zella came, and he had to act as a husband taking care of his wife. Besides, if he let Zella out of the mansion, they’re going to take the blame of hiding a death convict fugitive inside their house. 

The Cassanos will guarantee a guillotine death. This is all for their safety. 

“Like this…” Leo leaned in. 

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Hide Me, Mister Billionaire!

No rain poured down after the triumph of the Idris citizens upon obtaining their freedom once again. No amount of tears poured down their cheeks as soon as they chink their bottles. After the Cassanos initiated cleaning at the palace in regards of the war, Leo gladly announced the crates of wine available at the basement.

Marian stated the population of Gelcius was coming at the party.

The dinner hall got decorated, unkempt carpets were discarded, and the blood has wiped off from the walls and tables. Leo was clueless of what's going to happen, but the citizens were eager to glimpse the palace.

As the peace of new era coming, Marian's run towards the highest position has been backed by several people still living after the revolutionized wars. No one wants to go against the wrath of Gelcius. The moments they waited until they can get their revenge.

Dreams of Being Normal