Prestigious Heiress: Only Wish Is To Sleep But She Is Pampered

In a world where fate seemed to be woven with an intricate tapestry of destiny, Leticia's existence was a perpetual enigma. Her life was a never-ending cycle of rebirth, a Sisyphean task that had been ongoing for hundreds of thousands of years. The fabric of time had witnessed her numerous incarnations, each one a unique thread in the grand narrative of her existence.



She had lived as a duchess, adorned with opulence and extravagance, yet her life was cut short by the cruel hand of fate. In another life, she was a princess, beloved by her people, but her reign was marked by tragedy and heartbreak. She had walked among the nobility, with wealth and power at her fingertips, only to be brought down by the very privileges she had been born into.



In other lives, she had been a servant, toiling in obscurity, her existence a mere whisper in the annals of history. She had been a beggar, forced to eke out a meager living on the streets, her dignity worn down by the harsh realities of life. She had been a slave, bound by chains of oppression, her spirit crushed by the weight of her circumstances.



And yet, despite the hardships she had faced, she had also lived as a witch, wielding the power of magic to shape the world around her. She had been an heiress, inheriting vast fortunes and properties, only to lose them all to the whims of fate. She had even lived as a dragon, soaring through the skies, her roar thundering through the land, only to be brought down by the bravery of a hero.



In one life, she had been an immortal, living forever, yet unable to escape the cycle of rebirth. She had walked among the gods, with the power of the divine at her command, only to be cast down to the mortal realm once more.



Throughout her many lives, Leticia had accumulated a vast array of skills and knowledge. She was a master of fashion, able to craft garments that would make the gods weep with envy. She was a business magnate, able to build empires with a mere thought. She was a hacker, able to breach the most secure systems with ease. She was a wizard, able to wield the very fabric of reality. She was an assassin, able to take down her targets with precision and stealth. She was a scientist researcher, able to unlock the secrets of the universe. She was a mysterious doctor, able to ...heal the most grievous of wounds. And she was a technology engineer, able to craft machines that would change the course of human history. With each life, she had added to her arsenal of skills, making her a formidable force to be reckoned with. Yet, despite her vast abilities, she was still trapped in the cycle of rebirth, doomed to repeat the same patterns of life and death for eternity.



Her family, a powerful and influential clan, had dominated half of the business world. Her father, a mysterious wizard, had said, "My real daughter had returned! I was going to give her pocket money to let her spend freely!" Her mother, a fearless warrior and fashion icon, had declared, "My daughter's hardship is near, but no matter what, mommy won't allow you to spoil your fun or even get your hands dirty!" Her brothers had chimed in, "Our sister doesn't need to work hard! Our sister is a princess!" But Leticia knew the truth - she was a prisoner of her own destiny, trapped in a never-ending cycle of rebirth.



And then, the paparazzi had caught her with the famous young handsome man, Ninth Prince Leonardo Novak, who had happily told the camera, "We have been engaged since we were babies, but my fiancée ran away without telling me, heartbroken." The news had spread like wildfire, and the public was shocked to discover that Leticia, the hidden princess, was actually engaged to the powerful and handsome prince. But Leticia just groaned, "Not this again..." princess, was actually engaged to the powerful and handsome prince. But Leticia just groaned, "Not this again..."