Reborn as the Wife He Killed
Now, with him initiating such intimate overtures, which were, by all accounts, typical of a husband, she found herself at a loss.
“I’ve walked the fine line of life and death in the underworld, but something like this…” Alia thought with a wry smile, feeling a tension unlike anything she’d faced before. The plots and mysteries surrounding the castle were suddenly pushed aside, leaving her with only one pressing question: How do I handle tonight?
Before long, the bathroom door opened, and Marcellus emerged amidst a cloud of steam. A loosely tied towel hung around his waist, damp hair falling casually over his forehead. Droplets of water traced their way down his well-defined chest, highlighti
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