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Touching the tender skin of her thighs thus making her squirm, Arthur lifted his eyes up to her and suddenly asked, “Are you a virgin?” 

Winifred's thighs shook at the intimacy of his question, she was so shocked to be asked such a thing right in the middle of such intimacy going on between them. At the expanse of his broad chest that was filling up her entire vision, she said “What?” 

“Your virginity. Do you still have it?” Arthur asked again without a hitch in his breath.

Winifred felt she should push him away. She felt like she had to put an end the confusing situation. She needed to set the boundaries between them and not give in to whatever game it was that he was playing. It wasn't supposed to be that hard, all she wanted was to be away from him, his kingdom, the so called beasts, this world. All she wanted was to be away from the 1700s she was in and back in the 2022 she was supposed to be in. She didn't want to feel this way; heavy, panting and all that, so lazy yet so awake and throbbing. 

But her mouth opened up and she found herself answering his question instead. “No," she said, without missing a beat even though it was a lie. 

She was lying because she didn't want to make him think he had something to take from her, if what they were thought in history classes was true then it meant that these people prioritized virginity in girls and women. So maybe, saying she was not one would make Arthur reduce whatever hold he had on her, maybe he would start to see her in a different light and just decide to let her go.

But then, his thumb moved in circles, hot and rough against her soft skin, as he says, “You’re lying.” 


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Meet Winifred.
A spoilt brat whose life has always been full of ease until things suddenly changed in a span of hours, she found out that she wasn't her father's daughter, fainted and then woke up only to find out that she wasn’t in the time zone she knew anymore, worst was she went way back in time when things were done in the traditional way and the law was especially unfavorable to women. A time when superstitions as she called them was the height of the day and the people believed in some beasts.

And even before she could settle or understand what was happening to her, things she never imagined started to happen to her. 

Meet Arthur.
He's known as the icy prince. He hates humans, he hates slave auctions but then he found himself buying one to please his father. What he didn't know was that he had bought one that had come from the future, one that didn't understand what submission or obedience was. And in the course of their back and forth, things started to happen.

Things that are forbidden and would never be accepted in their world.

Castles and the Beasts that live in them.

"Stop these questions. They don't even make any sense!" Winifred snapped again.

"I'm not going to stop until you answer each one. Was he big or not?" Arthur asked adamantly while squeezing her cheeks, his fingers curled around her hair as he asked yet another set of questions,"Did he stretch you out, sugar? Did you like it so much?"

Winifred was confused. She looked like she had no idea what was happening. She couldn't understand why he was asking all these questions. All she knew was that she was flushed, shaking and quivering. Everything inside of her was in chaos. The pounding of her heart, all the extra air that she was sucking in, the tug in her stomach. It was like an earthquake. It felt like she was a victim of an earthquake, or a victim of him.

Like Sugar.