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The Waiting Lady's Affair.

The Waiting Lady's Affair.

“Exactly, my lady. If I were you, I wouldn’t trust her around anything or anyone. She’s...too ambitious.” Mrs. Harrington fell silent, her eyes glazing over in thought. Lila finished brushing her hair and set the brush down, admiring her handiwork. Mrs. Harrington looked different today, more plain than usual without her layers of jewellery and finery. She was dressed in a simple violet sundress, her neck and hands bare. “How do I look?” Mrs. Harrington asked, almost insecure. Lila had never seen her without her usual glamour, and it seemed the lack of adornment was making her uneasy.
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Let Me Go Daddy, I Am Engaged To Your Son!

Let Me Go Daddy, I Am Engaged To Your Son!

She looked pampered and polished and expensive, like a trophy on display. "There's a book on the nightstand," Lena said quietly as the others began packing up their supplies. "The boss thought you might want something to read while you wait." I walked back to the bedroom on legs that felt like they belonged to someone else. The book was waiting for me on the nightstand, a novel I had never heard of with a cover that showed a woman standing at the edge of a cliff, looking out at a stormy sea. I picked it up and settled into the chair by the window, the silk of my dress rustling against the upholstery.
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A LADY FOR A DUKE

A LADY FOR A DUKE

Drawn by her effervescent spark. A few days later they were beside the pool built into the cliffside. Anna was naked, lying on her front on the sun lounger. He’d braided her lovely hair into a long plait down her back, weaving flowers into it, because he liked it when there were flowers in her hair. Her long, golden body was divine in the lazy, liquid heat of the late afternoon, her eyes molten as she gazed at him from the pillow on the white linen sun lounger. She was a goddess like this. His goddess. A possessive thought and one he allowed himself because she was his now. In every way.
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Changing The Princess's Fate

Changing The Princess's Fate

'what is this? "Your highness?" I was back again when I got called by one of thr ladues at the side. There, I maintained my elegant posture and otherd the girl to stand. As she stand, I saw how much messy her hair and face is. Of course just like at the novel, he face is completely like heroine. Althougg she wasn't as pretty as I expected, she is still exclusing a heroine beauty. Anyway, her face is a mess and her beauty was hidden by it. Also, her dress is not as good as I described it in the novel. Yes, and that is because whe is wearing a different dress
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The Hopeless Romantic in Horror Games Again

The Hopeless Romantic in Horror Games Again

“She… she never told me.” “But this time, I’ll finally get to hear what she thinks.” He lifted the painting from the sketch board and offered it to me. “Do you like it, my lady?” It was a portrait of a woman. I wore a flowing gown, standing amid a sea of blooming roses, smiling softly. A beauty like jade, a bloom among blossoms. I had seen this painting before. In the Rose Manor dungeon, Leon had found this exact portrait in the study. The chat exploded.
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HER MAJESTY'S LIFE

HER MAJESTY'S LIFE

Initially, Lady Faye opposed her suggestion to do servant duties inside the mansion, but after some time she acceded to her request knowing that it was her only way of decreasing her boredom and sadness. Lianne was sitting comfortably under the shade of a cypress tree with her knees bent to support the book she was reading intently. She was wearing a blue peasant dress that reached the ankle hiding her ivory-skinned legs. Covering her face was a delicately weaved wide-brimmed hat that was embellished with a red satin ribbon. The field of grass surrounding her was moist and fresh from a dense rainshower earlier that noon. The afternoon sun was hidden behind some clouds and the ocean breeze wa
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His Loss: My Ex Husband Wants Me Back

His Loss: My Ex Husband Wants Me Back

It did not acknowledge our arrival. Adrian handed me one of the books. A novel, translated from French, about a woman who inherits a farmhouse in Provence and systematically dismantles her previous life. "It made me think of you," he said. I turned it over. Read the back. "Is she happy? At the end?" "I don't know. I haven't finished it." "That's not very encouraging." He smiled. "I thought you'd appreciate the honesty."
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THE KING'S POSSESSION

THE KING'S POSSESSION

Shelves lined the walls, filled with books of all kinds, their spines creating a mosaic of colors. In the midst of this scholarly haven sat Princess Leticia, her hair cascading down her shoulders in loose waves. She was dressed in simple, common clothes that belied her royal heritage. Victoria’s entrance broke the tranquility of the scene with a sudden, almost violent force. Leticia looked up from her book, knowing who exactly her visitor was. The shift in her position revealed a scar on the left side of her face, a long, jagged line that marred her otherwise delicate features.
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HER BEAST TO TAME.

HER BEAST TO TAME.

I was about to step out when the covering on one of the furniture pieces pulled down, exposing a portrait leaning on the covered couch. I was enchanted by the picture of a beautiful lady that was drawn on the portrait; she had ruby-red eyes and an enchanting smile. Something seemed off about the lady in the portrait; it was enough to get me scared, but as insane as it sounds, I wasn't. I took the picture in my hands while staring at it; something kept beckoning at me to look more each time I wanted to put it down. "What are you doing?"
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Betrothed to the Mafia Heir

Betrothed to the Mafia Heir

What I thought was a one room apartment happened to have more than a room in it and it seemed each door would lead to a darker room. This room I was now in had enlarged images too faced to the wall, but one wasn't faced to the wall. I could see the image because it had a colorful painting, even though the room was dark. I lifted the glass enlargement to look at the painting well and what I saw was the nude image of a lady, her hands covering her p***y and her arms hiding her tits. The lady looked so beautiful and had a beautiful figure. I, myself , was astonished by her beauty. Something was written at the end of the painting..".Disha ".
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