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[Completed]

In a household where the only holding genuine bloodline is her, Ewelina Orteu is betrayed and sold to the sole Archduke of the Zaarmideos Kingdom, whose nature is of treacherous essence such as the domain he rules over. 

Wedded to an unknown groom, she is now sent to his residency where sights she never fathomed to witness await her. As well as the fated encounter with him who is Ewelina's spouse and owner. 

Foreordained, the couple's first meeting threatens their present... Concealing a truth she is yet to unveil... Along with the beginning of the souls Luring Nights.

|| Extract || 

Gasping sounds along with a woman's soft melted voice could be heard in the dark chamber. 

Solely illuminated by the clear moon that slid rudely into the wedded's privacy, two silhouettes emerged from the sheets as the light fall of raindrops gifted nature's melody to their night... As well as the freshness their heated figures continued to need, even in the midst of such weather. 

"a..ahn...!... huff... Husb– ha...!" — The woman continued to puff in a weak voice. 


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This is my second book. As it is, this novel differs from my first one of course. You will notice on its tone. Yet, I hope you will like it as much. 

The first eleven chapters are so you get how Ewelina ended up in her situation ^^. This story fully starts after said chapter. Be expectant for the following chapters. 

Happy reading. 
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Tags: #R18 #Reincarnation #Historical #Fantasy #Drama #Romance #Smut

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   • You Think I Won't Talk?


This is an original Story ^^

Author: XimenoideX

Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure

Her fingers covered the edge of the cup once she had enough. Lowering it from her visage with graceful composure. 


Fluttering her lashes as her fingertip lightly wiped the rebel drop that almost fell from her mouth's corner, Ewelina glimpsed with natural temptation at the pleased man. Following to grab a bite of the same bread he had eaten, soaking it in the same sauce he had soaked his. 


Different from her spouse's, her bite was smaller... yet just as appetizing as the oil painting her rosy lips. 


"... Is it good?" — He asked, wishing to distract his wonder and thrill from her proper profile and attitude. 


"Yes. It is tasteful. They... They must have taken their time kneading this bread from early morning..." 


"That's... The women in the kitchen would know such a thing." 


"... Indeed." — Quiet she answered. Already aware that such would be the case as she had kneaded bread for her Mother's Household before. — "The women at the Kitchen would know..." 


Scene XLII