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“I’ll lean down.” Their cheeks brushed lightly, and a soft sensation touched her earlobe. It tickles… As she shrugged her shoulder, he tilted his head again. “Don’t hurt your feet standing on tiptoe.” A soft touch moved from her earlobe to her forehead. While Ariette stood there, mouth agape, feather-light kisses landed on both her eyelids. “My lady, put your hands on my chest and lean against me.” Was it his sweet, whispering voice? The alluring scent emanating from him?…- 26.2 K • Ongoing
But contrary to his words, the aura radiating from him was not that of someone asking for help. In his gaze, which pierced through the iron bars, suppressed rage and madness were intertwined. It was a madness that suggested he was sitting still only because he was caged; if he were free, he would lunge at her and throttle her without a moment’s hesitation. The pressure was so suffocating she felt her breath catch, and her retreat quickened. The man watched her growing distance without moving, his lips…- 26.2 K • Ongoing
Drip, drip, drip. The sound of water filled the air. Ariette slowly opened her eyes. The air was damp, the greenery thick, the mist swirling around her. When she drew a breath, her lungs filled with the scent of earth, sap, and unripe fruit. She looked around with a dazed expression. The sky was hidden by enormous leaves, and a verdant light reflected everywhere, making it seem as if the entire world had been painted green. This was a jungle. Another change of location…? Before she lost…- 26.2 K • Ongoing
“Be as honest as your heart.” He hesitated, his lips moving soundlessly. His wide eyes narrowed, then closed tightly, as if fighting temptation. But then, his eyelids fluttered open, his gaze locking with hers. “If I tell you, perhaps you and I…” Anticipation laced his low, deliberate voice, attempting to mask any tremor. Diana, sensing the direction his words were taking, let out a clear laugh. “You’re dreaming.” Her mocking, pitying tone shattered his private fantasy, and he…- 32.0 K • Ongoing
The remains were later rediscovered in a field frequented by wild animals. A local patrol found them. The bodies they confirmed had already been torn apart by all manner of beasts, the very bones crushed. Two days after that, the Pluton duke’s basement and secret passages were exposed by investigators. Though it was classified information, rumors of it leaked to the public. Information about the pack of pigs that devoured anything in their path was disseminated along with it. As a result, the…- 32.0 K • Ongoing
Leo was treated no better than livestock for the slaughter. The only difference was that he was not slaughtered but kept alive day after day, only to face even more horrific abuse and torture the next. He became an outlet for the vile inferiority and jealousy of the duchy’s spurned sons, treated with unimaginable cruelty. She wondered how he had possibly endured it. “Do you want revenge?” Diana asked, her voice cool and low. “…Ah…” The boy couldn’t answer right away, a likely…- 32.0 K • Ongoing
Meanwhile, inside the room, a seemingly pleasant conversation flowed. Flora, with a cool smile, addressed Evan. “While propriety dictated we send you an invitation, someone with any sense would have declined.” “You seem quite astute, Your Highness, just as the rumors suggest.” “Perhaps. I must credit the rather capable retainers of our Grand Duchy.” He responded with a smooth smile and an affable demeanor. His sister, who had been listening, added to the conversation, unable to bear…- 72.7 K • Ongoing
Vivian was a little taken aback by his sudden action. Is he planning to beg for forgiveness? She couldn’t tell what he was thinking. But seeing his change in demeanor, she guessed he was about to admit his wrongdoing. Or perhaps he had some other hidden motive. “So it really was you, wasn’t it?” “Lady Vivian.” “It’s all right. You can be honest.” “Even if I said it wasn’t me, you wouldn’t believe me.” “Why do you think that? I might change my mind after…- 72.7 K • Ongoing
To think he’d fall for such a simple remark. It’s not like him. Is it because he’s still young? Vivian picked up a piece of chocolate with a dried strawberry in it and took a bite. The tartness of the fruit and the sweetness of the chocolate created a strange, delightful harmony. As the pleasant sweetness spread through her mouth, she felt as though she could think a little more clearly. Still, I’ve never seen him like this before. I thought he lived his life with every move perfectly…- 72.7 K • Ongoing
“Miss Sert, is that you? It’s Alex! We’ve met before, haven’t we? Haha… Funny seeing you at a dress shop today, and not at the Grand Duke’s residence.” The original Lynne had been dead serious about her obsession. She was the type to wait for the Grand Duke outside his residence for three days straight, lugging around three days’ worth of high-calorie desserts. And every time, it had been Sir Alex Ackerman, Miller’s aide, who had persuaded her to return home. When he would try to…- 13.3 K • Ongoing
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