Slave Dating Novels & Stories

Noticing my calm, detached demeanor, her carefully guarded composure started to falter. She leaned in close, and her breath was warm against my ear. "I'm sorry, Eleanor, but you'll never beat me in this life." Since she wasn't hiding the fact that she'd been reborn, I saw no reason to pretend either. My eyes narrowed as I shot back, "And what makes you so certain of that?" A cold gleam sparked in Alice's gaze. Her tone was saturated with arrogance. "Sadly, you've bound yourself to that good‑for‑nothing man. The day I bear a child, you will be cast to the very depths of society for the rest of your life."