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Born in the slums, Estelle is known to be the cleverest in her district. After seeing the sufferings people of the slums suffered, she decided to take the role as a phantom thief, stealing from the wealthy to return the rights of the poor— that is until a horrible accident happened which almost took her life and made her decide to quit for good. 

Things went even better for Elle, or worse, as she was revealed to be the missing daughter of Count Arthur. A wealthy noble’s daughter anyone had dream to be! 

While her father seemed delighted to greet her, her step mother and sister seemed to have held an opposing emotion. She thought she could ignore their bullying or perhaps continue her life back in the slums but realized that her father seemed to hold more secrets than he shows- a secret that could get her killed by the supernaturals who seemed to have regarded her as their "prey"

She thought things couldn't get even worse, but god she was wrong!

Out of everything she could do, Elle had mistakenly caught the eyes of Lord Magnus- the great Lord known for his handsome face, charming actions, and kind behavior... or at least that was how he appeared to others except Elle who unluckily discover his secret, a bigger secret that could either kill her or save her. 

Can Elle survive in this new world of nobles and supernaturals. What if the secret her father hold would eventually kill her? Or would she first die in the hands of her step families?

Read to find out~

The Dragon’s Sweet Prey

The flame from the candles flickered, giving a shadow to the two figure tussled in the bed. A small gasp erupted from Elle's mouth as she tried to withstand the waves of emotions surging to her; and from the back of her neck, she felt a strong grip clasping tightly. The hand holding her seemed to be unsatisfied, fearing that she would run away from him.

Warmth spread from the five fingers that had easily took hold of her and she could feel the warmth spreading even lower to the depth of her stomach.

She tried to push her body to stand up, trying to remove this man's hold on her neck but to no avail as he had held her so tight. One of his hand holding the back of her neck while the others were holding to her inner thighs, tickling her.

She hated how her soft whimpering echoed even louder despite her struggle to stifle it down.

Lips On Thighs