nieye
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5
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149
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810.3 K
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Dominic ran his tongue along the seam of her lips, then bit down on her bottom lip, prying them apart. When she stubbornly kept her mouth shut, he pinched her nose, cutting off her air supply. The moment Livi gasped for breath, he slipped his tongue inside. “Mmph...” “Planning to bite off my tongue, wife?” Dominic squeezed her cheeks to keep her mouth open, sticky saliva dripping as he held her jaw forcibly apart. She struggled to breathe, but he didn’t care. His lips moved over…- 246.2 K • Ongoing
- All color drained from her face as she shook her head. She wanted to deny it, to claim her father would never have committed such a crime. But she couldn’t bring herself to speak the words. Not a single soul would believe her. The massacre of her family by this mad dog was one thing, but being condemned for treason? That was different. If they had been wrongfully killed, someone might have avenged them. Even if she followed her family in death, she could have hoped the murderer would receive his due…
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- Dominic laughed, clearly amused by Livi's accusing glare. “Yes, that's the kind of reaction I expect from my wife. It makes all of this worthwhile.” He pinched her nipple with his fingernail, repeatedly squeezing the nub. He didn’t stop until the sensitive area became red and swollen with all of the rubbing against her clothes. She couldn’t escape or protest. Compared to the helplessness she felt, this pain was insignificant. Slowly, the strength drained from her struggling body.…
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- She glared up at him, twisting her body in a futile attempt to resist, but she was quickly overpowered. Dominic pinned her wrists above her head, his free hand reaching for her neck. His calloused palm pressed firmly against her delicate throat. Her tender skin bruised under his grip. A little more pressure, and she’d be dead. But as soon as Dominic's hand touched her neck, Livi stopped struggling. The wildcat defiance in her eyes disappeared, and she averted her gaze. The meaning behind her…
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- Dominic laughed, a savage grin on his face like a predator savoring fresh prey. Livi swallowed hard and clenched her fists. Falling from the horse hadn’t killed her, but there were still other options. Perhaps more painful, but less than the life that awaited her. She glanced at the magic circles she had carved into her left palm—spells for acceleration, healing, and fire. The fire spell wasn’t strong, as it was meant more for practicality rather than combat, but if she focused its power on…
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- "Can’t have you hurting that head of yours. After all that I went through to get a bride, it wouldn’t do if she lost her mind, would it?" “…Bride?" Suddenly, Livi recalled signing something. The rough texture of parchment still lingered on her thumb like a trace. A priest, a temple, a document with names on it. She finally realized what it was. A marriage certificate. Livi’s eyes widened. A wave of anger and hatred surged through her, stronger than anything she had ever…
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- Livi shook off the maid trying to stop her and bolted into the mansion. The moment she plunged into the flames, she found her father and brother already dead. Her mother looked no different—on the verge of death, gasping for breath as blood gushed from her neck. She lay slumped on the grand staircase. - No, no. Mother, no. Livi frantically cradled her mother’s head, pressing her hands over the wound with all her strength. But it was no use, the blood continued to seep through her fingers. -…
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- The priest quickly stamped the certificate with the temple’s seal. “All done—” “Hand it over.” Dominic snatched the certificate from the priest and inspected it. A few hastily scribbled names and one clear thumbprint. The certificate was flawless. With this, their marriage was officially sealed. Not even the emperor could nullify it now. Dominic stared down at the document with an unreadable expression. As he heard the priest stumbling down from the platform, he folded the…
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- It took only ten minutes for Livadonia Joseph's marriage to be finalized, and half of that time was spent calming the terrified priest. The poor man had been dragged from the prayer room before he could even finish dressing. He desperately begged, “P-please reconsider. I’m just a simple hillbilly, born and raised here in the province of Insverm. I-I've never officiated a noble wedding before." The priest waved his hands incessantly, insisting he was unfit to preside over a duke's wedding, but…
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