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“I made this list while you were gone, just in case you came back. But since you’re really here, don’t ask questions. Just say thank you.” I don’t need it, but I smile anyway. Despite all her “I hate you,” she really did want me back. Maya hangs back near the door, smiling a little too wide, her fingers tracing the edge of the book in her grip. I didn't need to see the title to know exactly what she was devouring; the cover featured a pair of naked bodies locked in a desperate, explicit tangle of limbs. Watching her, I couldn't help but wonder how her grades would fare if she channeled the same hunger she had for that filth into her actual studies.

A woman politely asked "What do you like to order, ma'am? " I prefer mango with strawberry, how about yours, Jen? " " I prefer the best seller " Jen directly said. Then, woman suggested to Loki that Mango with Melon Shake " I'll pay for it " as Loki smiled giving her pay. A woman gave Loki a cup of shake without lid. Then, she only asked if they can have a lid. Loki carefully put the lid side by side but it seems not to fit on the cup. "I thought you worked at McDonald's but it seems like you are having a hard time to putting a lid on the cup. HAHA" Jen sarcastically said.

My awesome readers. This book is going to be a dark romance. So please, don't try to cut off my head if our Georgina brutally suffers (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠). I mean, she must suffer in order for her to change. Hehehe~!".

Diana lifted her head and swung his gaze only to see a lady dressed indecently pointing at her. The woman's voice had promptly snagged the attention of other guests around them, "What's she doing here in Wakin's daughters wedding? Wasn't is the Wakin's family that sent her to prison for hitting on their only heir?", A young man behind the indecently dressed lady chirped in. Diana only swept a gaze at him and scoffed, Diana remembered the both of them. Back then in college, Oliver picked Diana over the indecently dressed lady, Roman Juliet.

It made him more aroused, anticipating what his wife was planning to do. She bit her bottom lip playfully. She had her maid secretly sneak a book into the castle a few days ago, ‘The Secrets of a Happy Bedroom’. Since the suggestion came from none other than Countess Fennels, she did not expect it to be that scandalous, but it was. Daniel’s breath hitched when Magnolia’s eyes met his. He had never seen that look before, her gaze was quite mischievous. She placed both hands on his chest and leaned closer until her lips touched his neck. He could not move, he could only watch with unblinking eyes.

’ I thumbed through her copy and gave it back at page seventy-three. She read a long time. I didn’t tell her to jump to the bottom of the page where the action was. ‘Is this the bit?’ She read in a hushed and stilted voice. ‘Clitor and Sodon had a violent struggle over the beautiful Pella, and nearly upset a chandelier. Sophie became very intimate with an empty champagne bottle, swore it made her enciente, and ended by having a mock accouchment on the top of the table.’ I nodded assent.

Fired up with embarrassment and shame to having to witness such atrocities, Lady Francesca immediately closed her eyes and covered her palms so as to save her innocence further. She also turned her back into them as she felt the heavy and awkward atmosphere building. She didn’t know Verindale could be this wild and scandalous as she read it in the London publications and tabloids. It was a common knowledge to everyone that the Verindale’s present 19th earl of the earldom was a bold rebellious aristocrat who consistently tries to break the natural flow of the aristocracy as we know it.

One of the summoned ghosts, a lady in waiting killed for her habit of eavesdropping and spying on people and then casually revealing their secrets in front of everyone—a dangerous pastime in any era—was still hovering in front of me. “Whom did my uncle sleep with over the last three months?” “Baroness Airel. Viscountess Latour. Countess Jolin.” “And the only one pregnant is...” “The viscountess.” Carlie...what a spiderweb. I wondered who had been the first, my uncle or the viscount? Or had Carlie decided to use her condition? Before, I hadn’t questioned the ghosts about that, it had been too painful. It didn’t matter anymore, though.

Her bedroom in my estate was larger than her entire living unit. “Sit,” she motioned toward the sofa. As she went to prepare tea, something on the table caught my eye. My heart nearly stopped. There it was: The Book of Outer Land. In an instant, everything clicked. The "strange lady" my mother had mentioned was Novel. And the "scared librarian" Novel had talked about was my mother. I felt a surge of relief, followed by a bit of embarrassment. How had I been so blind? “It’s eye-catching, right?” she asked, setting the tea down.

Furthermore, it arrives at the ears of the small time she was attempting to keep it from. "Appalling?" he asks, bewildered. I see him in dread, knowing he will offer something dumb next. "In any case, she's wonderful!" he says noisily, making me twist my head in shame. There is a stunned quiet, and afterward, the room is consumed with chuckling. A blush shows up on my cheeks, outrage in my blood. "What did she do to you?" an irregular person gets down on, "cast a spell on you?" I was off-base. The titles will be; Monstrous Young Lady Entrances Women Generally Cared about. Furthermore, you understand what comes straightaway... the consuming at the stake. Most likely Elara will be the first to