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I drugged my husband, only to hear he's calling my sister in bed!\n"Thalia Cloude! You Wretched Woman! You don't deserve to be in my bed!"\n"I will never love you! I only love Agnes!"\nIn the dark bedroom, Thalia was pressed in the bed violently by Adam Matthews, with messy clothes on her.\nShe gritted her teeth and forced a flirtatious smile, flirting, "Adam, I know you want it now...I will make you enjoy...please...let's do it..."\nAdam narrowed his fiery eyes, sensing a surge of warmth raising from his belly. \nHe suddenly gripped her chin tightly. "You dragged me! Ah? You are so desperate for a man? You make me sick!"\nThalia's eyes got wet. They had married for three years, but she still had to drug him to make something happen between them. The man was ought to be the most intimate person in her life! But now he was saying that she made him sick.\nShe tried to hold her tears back and her fingers slightly brushed through his firm chest, "Adam, are you still a man? Prove it to me, if you can..."\nAdam got furious. He dragged her over and punished her directly, without any tender comforts or kisses.\nAh! It hurt!\nThalia's eyes were wide open. She breathed heavily under extreme pain. Bearing it, she asked, "Adam...Who...Who am I?"\nAdam was like a beast, claiming her body in an arrogant and overbearing manner, "What trick are you playing? You wretched woman!"\nThalia did not answer. She gritted her teeth and endured his roughness. Her tears trickled down and wet the pillow.\nHe called her wretched, which meant that he at least knew that she was Thalia Cloude, not Agnes Cloude.\nOne month ago, Adam was drunk. He took her body but kept calling Agnes over and over again.\nShe was his wife. If they were in bed together and he called out the name of another woman, she would die with her eyes open!\nShe wanted to remind him that the woman under him now was named Thalia, whom he had married for the past three years!\n"Adam, when you were with Agnes Cloude, were you this rough as well?"\nThalia's body was in so much p
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"Thalia Cloude! You Wretched Woman! You don't deserve to be in my bed!"\n"I will never love you! I only love Agnes!"\nAdam narrowed his fiery eyes, sensing a surge of warmth raising from his belly. \nHe suddenly gripped her chin tightly. "You dragged me! Ah? You are so desperate for a man? You make me sick!"\nThalia's eyes got wet. They had married for three years, but she still had to drug him to make something happen between them. The man was ought to be the most intimate person in her life! But now he was saying that she made him sick.\nShe tried to hold her tears back and her fingers slightly brushed through his firm chest, "Adam, are you still a man? Prove it to me, if you can..."\nAdam got furious. He dragged her over and punished her directly, without any tender comforts or kisses.\nAh! It hurt!\nThalia's eyes were wide open. She breathed heavily under extreme pain. Bearing it, she asked, "Adam...Who...Who am I?"\nAdam was like a beast, claiming her body in an arrogant and overbearing manner, "What trick are you playing? You wretched woman!"\nThalia did not answer. She gritted her teeth and endured his roughness. Her tears trickled down and wet the pillow.\nHe called her wretched, which meant that he at least knew that she was Thalia Cloude, not Agnes Cloude.\nOne month ago, Adam was drunk. He took her body but kept calling Agnes over and over again.\nShe was his wife. If they were in bed together and he called out the name of another woman, she would die with her eyes open!\nShe wanted to remind him that the woman under him now was named Thalia, whom he had married for the past three years!\n"Adam, when you were with Agnes Cloude, were you this rough as well?"\nThalia's body was in so much pain. She couldn't help but clutch at his waist and ask.\n"How dare you! Compare yourself to Agnes?" Adam pulled away, got up, and flung her onto the floor. "You disgusting woman! You are nothing compared to Agnes!"\nBang! The back of Thalia's waist hit the foot of the bed. She suddenly tasted blood in her mouth.\nDisgu
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This cannot be happening! This is impossible! Moon Goddess, why have you bestowed upon me such a fate!? Neron cannot be my mate! He can’t be! The gentle touch gave birth to the truth my wolf hid from me. My mate, my soulmate, my other half, is Alpha Neron Prince. The man who hates me with a passion that burns brighter than the sun. This changes everything. I felt the destined sparks. Which means he has too. I’ve got to get out of here! In a panic, I heaved the heavy basket on the side of my waist and rushed towards the door, not carrying if I had missed a plate or two. It was hard, considering I am carrying over ten pounds worth of dishes. I sped-walk, but I looked comparable to a penguin trying to run to its mother. How can this be?! What type of witchcraft is responsible for this? My dream of finding my mate had shattered into a million pieces—because my mate is the very person I want to escape from! The very person I would have never dreamed of being my destined partner. I could have anyone in the world, and yet, I’m paired up with him! Moon Goddess, this is a sick joke. Are you laughing at me in the heavens? Is this how much you hate me?! The double doors were nearly in my grasp. I will make it through the doors unscathed—! But I didn’t. A hard object struck me on the back of the head, knocking me completely off balance. Whatever it was, exploded upon impact. Everything around me slowed, like how I saw in slow-motion movie scenes when I was a kid. Gasps and other sounds echoed around me as I nosedived forward. The basket falls from my hands, dishes and utensils clattering and shattering against the hard, marble floor. I landed on the broken pieces, hard. Blood oozed from the back of my head, dripping down the back of my neck, and my shoulders. Gasping in pain, I brought my shaky hand to the wound, blood coating my entire hand. I slowly turn my head to see Neron, standing over me with an unbelievable amount of fury scorching his eyes. No longer blue, now black, signaling the beast had taken over. Th
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"Thalia Cloude! You Wretched Woman! You don't deserve to be in my bed!"\n"I will never love you! I only love Agnes!"\nIn the dark bedroom, Thalia was pressed in the bed violently by Adam Matthews, with messy clothes on her.\nShe gritted her teeth and forced a flirtatious smile, flirting, "Adam, I know you want it now...I will make you enjoy...please...let's do it..."\nAdam narrowed his fiery eyes, sensing a surge of warmth raising from his belly. \nHe suddenly gripped her chin tightly. "You dragged me! Ah? You are so desperate for a man? You make me sick!"\nThalia's eyes got wet. They had married for three years, but she still had to drug him to make something happen between them. The man was ought to be the most intimate person in her life! But now he was saying that she made him sick.\nShe tried to hold her tears back and her fingers slightly brushed through his firm chest, "Adam, are you still a man? Prove it to me, if you can..."\nAdam got furious. He dragged her over and punished her directly, without any tender comforts or kisses.\nAh! It hurt!\nThalia's eyes were wide open. She breathed heavily under extreme pain. Bearing it, she asked, "Adam...Who...Who am I?"\nAdam was like a beast, claiming her body in an arrogant and overbearing manner, "What trick are you playing? You wretched woman!"\nThalia did not answer. She gritted her teeth and endured his roughness. Her tears trickled down and wet the pillow.\nHe called her wretched, which meant that he at least knew that she was Thalia Cloude, not Agnes Cloude.\nOne month ago, Adam was drunk. He took her body but kept calling Agnes over and over again.\nShe was his wife. If they were in bed together and he called out the name of another woman, she would die with her eyes open!\nShe wanted to remind him that the woman under him now was named Thalia, whom he had married for the past three years!\n"Adam, when you were with Agnes Cloude, were you this rough as well?"\nThalia's body was in so much pain. She couldn't help but clutch at his waist and ask.\n"How dare
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This cannot be happening! This is impossible!Moon Goddess, why have you bestowed upon me such a fate!? Neron cannot be my mate! He can’t be! The gentle touch gave birth to the truth my wolf hid from me. My mate, my soulmate, my other half, is Alpha Neron Prince. The man who hates me with a passion that burns brighter than the sun. This changes everything. I felt the destined sparks. Which means he has too. I’ve got to get out of here! In a panic, I heaved the heavy basket on the side of my waist and rushed towards the door, not carrying if I had missed a plate or two. It was hard, considering I am carrying over ten pounds worth of dishes. I sped-walk, but I looked comparable to a penguin trying to run to its mother. How can this be?! What type of witchcraft is responsible for this? My dream of finding my mate had shattered into a million pieces—because my mate is the very person I want to escape from! The very person I would have never dreamed of being my destined partner. I could have anyone in the world, and yet, I’m paired up with him! Moon Goddess, this is a sick joke. Are you laughing at me in the heavens? Is this how much you hate me?! The double doors were nearly in my grasp. I will make it through the doors unscathed—! But I didn’t. A hard object struck me on the back of the head, knocking me completely off balance. Whatever it was, exploded upon impact. Everything around me slowed, like how I saw in slow-motion movie scenes when I was a kid. Gasps and other sounds echoed around me as I nosedived forward. The basket falls from my hands, dishes and utensils clattering and shattering against the hard, marble floor. I landed on the broken pieces, hard. Blood oozed from the back of my head, dripping down the back of my neck, and my shoulders. Gasping in pain, I brought my shaky hand to the wound, blood coating my entire hand. I slowly turn my head to see Neron, standing over me with an unbelievable amount of fury scorching his eyes. No longer blue, now black, signaling the beast had
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"Thalia Cloude! You Wretched Woman! You don't deserve to be in my bed!"\n"I will never love you! I only love Agnes!"\nIn the dark bedroom, Thalia was pressed in the bed violently by Adam Matthews, with messy clothes on her.\nShe gritted her teeth and forced a flirtatious smile, flirting, "Adam, I know you want it now...I will make you enjoy...please...let's do it..."\nAdam narrowed his fiery eyes, sensing a surge of warmth raising from his belly. \nHe suddenly gripped her chin tightly. "You dragged me! Ah? You are so desperate for a man? You make me sick!"\nThalia's eyes got wet. They had married for three years, but she still had to drug him to make something happen between them. The man was ought to be the most intimate person in her life! But now he was saying that she made him sick.\nShe tried to hold her tears back and her fingers slightly brushed through his firm chest, "Adam, are you still a man? Prove it to me, if you can..."\nAdam got furious. He dragged her over and punished her directly, without any tender comforts or kisses.\nAh! It hurt!\nThalia's eyes were wide open. She breathed heavily under extreme pain. Bearing it, she asked, "Adam...Who...Who am I?"\nAdam was like a beast, claiming her body in an arrogant and overbearing manner, "What trick are you playing? You wretched woman!"\nThalia did not answer. She gritted her teeth and endured his roughness. Her tears trickled down and wet the pillow.\nHe called her wretched, which meant that he at least knew that she was Thalia Cloude, not Agnes Cloude.\nOne month ago, Adam was drunk. He took her body but kept calling Agnes over and over again.\nShe was his wife. If they were in bed together and he called out the name of another woman, she would die with her eyes open!\nShe wanted to remind him that the woman under him now was named Thalia, whom he had married for the past three years!\n"Adam, when you were with Agnes Cloude, were you this rough as well?"\nThalia's body was in so much pain. She couldn't help but clutch at his waist and ask.\n"How dare
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This cannot be happening! This is impossible!Moon Goddess, why have you bestowed upon me such a fate!? Neron cannot be my mate! He can’t be! The gentle touch gave birth to the truth my wolf hid from me. My mate, my soulmate, my other half, is Alpha Neron Prince. The man who hates me with a passion that burns brighter than the sun. This changes everything. I felt the destined sparks. Which means he has too. I’ve got to get out of here! In a panic, I heaved the heavy basket on the side of my waist and rushed towards the door, not carrying if I had missed a plate or two. It was hard, considering I am carrying over ten pounds worth of dishes. I sped-walk, but I looked comparable to a penguin trying to run to its mother. How can this be?! What type of witchcraft is responsible for this? My dream of finding my mate had shattered into a million pieces—because my mate is the very person I want to escape from! The very person I would have never dreamed of being my destined partner. I could have anyone in the world, and yet, I’m paired up with him! Moon Goddess, this is a sick joke. Are you laughing at me in the heavens? Is this how much you hate me?! The double doors were nearly in my grasp. I will make it through the doors unscathed—! But I didn’t. A hard object struck me on the back of the head, knocking me completely off balance. Whatever it was, exploded upon impact. Everything around me slowed, like how I saw in slow-motion movie scenes when I was a kid. Gasps and other sounds echoed around me as I nosedived forward. The basket falls from my hands, dishes and utensils clattering and shattering against the hard, marble floor. I landed on the broken pieces, hard. Blood oozed from the back of my head, dripping down the back of my neck, and my shoulders. Gasping in pain, I brought my shaky hand to the wound, blood coating my entire hand. I slowly turn my head to see Neron, standing over me with an unbelievable amount of fury scorching his eyes. No longer blue, now black, signaling the beast had
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