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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.

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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

Read my first book!:

   • You Think I Won't Talk?


This is an original Story ^^

Author: XimenoideX

Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure

Bringing his leg to seat comfortably before her, Aslak made his hands lift to lay on her jaw. Driving them to travel to the back of her nape, the man then brought her nearer so their foreheads would meet and permit his eyes to never leave her fascinating gaze. 


"Woman." — Pleased at her determination to renounce the fear, he repeated in a manly tone. 


The expression she was forcing herself to maintain controlled, at the sight of his hues then commenced to soften. So sure of the strength of the man that calmness began to invade the tight stomach she carried. 


"... Very good." — Aslak praised Ewelina's submission as his thumbs stroked where her jaw met with her ear, strongly... Nonetheless, carefully. 


She felt timid to the praise... Heated by the blush of happiness it invoked... Yet also by the wish her body suddenly had to let their lips meet in the overwhelming affection it wished to show at the delight. 


Scene XLIX