[ WARNING: Mature Content ]

[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

Seeing the ground closing below on their fall, Aslak finally minimized the speed he had applied, faintly gripping the rope. Smoothly reaching the earth. 


"mn~~!" — Ewelina let out, this time enjoying the sensation of hanging in the helpless space. 


His feet were the first ones to find the white dirt mixed with bits of snow below. Finally releasing his hands from the rope to decisively change where to lay them, Aslak's palms held Ewelina so she would remain to hold onto his torso, taking advantage of the gap in her dress to touch the skin up her thigh as the other was forced to only touch her lower half and back over the fabric. 


"Was it fun? Hm?" — Aslak asked, groping the woman as he paced, roughly dismissing the rope so no leash was on them as he taunted his wife. 


"!... Husband... Let me down..." — Ewelina requested softly as her hands did otherwise to her words because of the piled excitement she could now release in his arms. 


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