The Concubine Is A Man Novels & Stories

To stay grounded. He tilted his head slightly, the gesture subtle but deliberate, like he was studying her in a new way, seeing something he hadn’t allowed himself to see before. “You’re certain?” “I am.” For a long moment, neither of them moved. The room seemed to shrink, to hold them in its walls, to amplify every heartbeat, every intake of breath. The tension was so dense it was almost visible, a tangible weight pressing down on both of them. “Then,” he said finally, voice low, almost a growl in its quietness, “we have no choice now but to confront it.”

He was a flirt. I was taken in as a concubine. Another one of his harem of them. “Know your place, Andrea.” .

Genna the second concubine and the most carefree of them laughed and left “What do you think?” Monna the third concubine asked the fourth one “Why are you asking me that?, do I look like the Alpha King, mtcheew” Zenna the fourth concubine hissed angrily and left.

She ask concerned " No, of course not" I lie averted her glaze " Don't shade a teardrop over that man Luna. He doesn't deserve it. I am sorry to say this but he does the same to all his other women" She informs, plaguing my interest " What do you mean by his other women?" I ask intrigued " I am talking about numerous concubines. He goes around making them feel special and one he has had with them he kicks them out in the middle of the night" She informs as she burst into tears and a wave of confusion surrounds me.

Of course it was Adam — the man I had a one-night stand with (correction, it was a three-night stand) two months ago. I raked my fingers through my short hair as I entered the bar. I wanted to shut my eyes when the blinding neon lights welcomed me. Damn. "Excuse me…" I said as I tried my hardest to examine the faces of the people in front of me. I was looking for a particular man. Tall, handsome with dark fuck-me eyes, straight nose and kissable lips. And of course I wouldn't forget his tribal tattoos on his left arm. I tried to roam my eyes, but the dance floor was too dark and crowded for me.

Lin Shi clenched her fingers tightly but somehow swallowed her indignation and smiled " Its nothing Old Madam - This - This concubine was just a little emotional after returning to the manor after so long " The old matriarch snorted then glared at Shen Ping who was sipping on his tea " You are such a dunce , if only you listened to me and didn't bring this scatter brain of a woman in this manor, would there be such a nuisance so early in the morning ?" Shen Ping quickly spoke up " This son was wrong mother . Ah Ping understands his mistake and would pay attention next time " " Next time ?" smiling coldly Luo Tong glanced at Shen Ping as if she was looking at dirt beneath her shoes " My dear

the new man responded. I was very perplexed that he included me in discussions when the man I stayed with didn't think it was right to go about the introductions. “I'm guessing this is your latest…” Concubine. That was the implication of the words. I felt stumped that I was being numbered in a home that should be totally mine. The connection I felt with him that night was unrivaled. I had never felt the same way even with my ex-husband and that was me telling the truth

Even just thinking about it, it's driving me crazy. An unidentified man suddenly appeared in the bedroom of a concubine, and there was a secret room. What's more, the weak concubine killed him in a panic. I looked at Aphrodite in confusion. The beauty, who was leaning weakly on the maid's shoulder, was always capable of doing things I had not expected.

asked the white-haired man, his hand touching the fifth concubine’s chin. The fifth concubine explained what had happened earlier to the man, and after he heard everything from her, his face was filled with wrinkles. Who would have thought that someone like Long Chen would appear in the demon realm when he wasn’t even there? Moreover, that person was even going to marry the empress—a woman he himself couldn’t even touch, and speaking to her was extremely difficult for him. “So there’s a young man like that here. Do you want me to kill him?” the white-haired man asked the fifth concubine, bringing his face close to hers.

It was her. The woman from the maze. The woman I’d seen arguing with a man… then kissing him… then fucking him right then and there as if they didn’t care if they got caught. . Advisor Saffron’s sister. Concubine Naomi. And I could bet my life that the man she was with that night was not His Majesty the King. A soft laugh slipped from my mouth. “Well,” I said, smirking as our eyes locked. “This just became… very interesting.”