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Molitia Clemence was born sickly.

She forgot to cover herself with a blanket and caught a cold. She woke up next to her husband after 10 days just because of a slight cold.

Molitia barely survived between the thin threads of life and death. When she opened her eyes, she noticed that her husband was somehow acting differently than usual…?!

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“Have you eaten?” (Husband)

“Yes.” (Molitia)

“This is the belly of a person who ate?” (Husband)

He frowned as he stroked her flat lower abdomen. He held her wrist carefully, as if it would break. His voice rose.

“Why is your wrist so thin? Are you even human?” (Husband)

“That’s…” (Molitia)

“Butler!” (Husband)

The butler rushed to his angry voice, fidgeting with his wrists.

“Get me food for my wife to eat. Something that will help her stay healthy. Anything is fine.” (Husband)

Molitia’s mouth opened at her husband’s words, but no sound came out. ‘I just had a meal…” <<less

“Welcome back. My dear sister, Roxy.”... more>>

Roxy has been a street thief, pickpocket, and con artist. She happens to see a flyer from the Count Chazelle’s house saying that he is looking for the Count’s lost sister.

She plays boldly, claiming that she is the Count’s lost sister, Ariel Chazelle.

Everything goes as planned, but Roxy realizes that she something is strange one day. The fact that the brother’s love for his younger sister was nothing short of the extreme. Knocking on Roxy’s door every night isn’t enough, he gets to the point where he washes his sister’s body himself……..

* * *

“Open your mouth. Good girl.”

He grasped and caressed Roxy’s breasts, then pierced his g**itals deep inside her mouth again. Roxy instinctively coughed as if it had touched her throat.

At that moment, Edward poured all the s**en into his sister’s mouth. A hot, thick liquid filled his sister’s mouth. Then, if anything dripped out of her mouth, he shoved it back into her mouth. Finally, a satisfying smile appeared on Edward’s lips when he heard the sound of gulping and swallowing s**en.

“Does it taste that good?”

Edward hugged Roxy tightly. He whispered lowly as he gently wiped the corners of his sister’s lips that were glistening with cum.

“Don’t leave anything behind, eat it all, baby.” <<less

It was already her eighth su*cide attempt.... more>>

Empress Medea did not die again this time, but this time it was a little strange.

“Memory loss?”

Emperor Lyle was amused with Medea’s words.

“You’ve been tormenting me terribly this whole time, and now you’ve lost your memory?”

Even if I had postponed it, the appointed night of union came back every two weeks. It was useless.

I didn’t even want to give it to you.

But if there was anything Lyle overlooked, it was that there really was another kernel in the shell.

Namely, Oh Soo-yeon, an ordinary Korean office worker.

Absurdly, she died from drinking too much and entered the novel.

Medea was an extra dying in the very beginning.

So what happened to the heroine Seira?

Originally, she should have gotten together with Lyle.

The couple’s night came amidst confusion.

For some reason, the mysterious fragrance of Medea stimulated Lyle’s heart.

“Your lips can’t be this sweet…”

As of that day, His Majesty’s annoying obsession began.

Was it really okay like this? <<less

On the first night, the master’s bride couldn’t be found.... more>>

In the empty bedroom of the princess, the master ordered Evely, who was at a loss of words.

“You will take the princess’ place.”

It started off as a simple tease, a light joke.

However, the maid who feared him yet didn’t avoid him…

She roused his feral instincts.

“M-Master.”

“Yes, I’m your master.”

And so…

“Put your tongue out.”

* * *

A slightly hoarse voice sounded over the head of the maid, who accidentally shifted her head in the wrong direction.

“I asked; what do you have to do?”

Confusion hitting her, Evely slowly glanced up. Her eyes took in his firm thighs, unsure of where to look.

“The work I need to do is clean the rails, mop the floor, boil the tea for the evening, and serve the Lady…I mean…Ah, do my work as a maid, and as a member of the mansion…”

“No, you’re wrong.”

He cut her off instantly.

“All you have to do is serve your master.”

His dark eyes looked indifferently between his legs.

“So, do what you have to do.”

She was shoved forward, staring at the aroused length in front of her. <<less

Dahlia Von Klose who possesses two powers at the same time and the Fifth Returner [5th time regressor] Jurgen Axel Edelred.... more>>

In order to survive one more day, the two desperately needed each other.

Kissing Dahlia’s white legs up to her knees, he felt a distinct satisfaction.

Even if it’s a new presence in her world, yes. There is nothing different from the others. With a remorseful expression she’ll push him away saying don’t do this. She’ll hide the joy of having a higher status person with a dignified, proud face kneel before her, promising that he will grant anything she wants.

Grasping her heel, he swept up her soft calf and grabbed the back of her knee. Then he looked up at her as she trembled like her frightened bird.

Ha!

However, the moment Dahlia’s eyes met his, a chilling sensation of pleasure ran through Jurgen’s back.

Covering her mouth, Dahlia was holding back a burst of laughter, like someone who had seen a gruesome comedy. With her sight full of the kneeling man at her feet, she showed an unhidden scorn.

Unconsciously his grip grew stronger on Dahlia’s leg. Then she flinched and bent forward towards Jurgen. She still hadn’t erased a feeling similar to contempt in her eyes.

“What are you up to? Sir Edeled.”

It was a voice sweet as poison.

Smiling, Jurgen let her legs go, then got up on his knees. Following the dark red eyes that became cold in an instant, Dahlia’s held his stare.

The mask of the noble Jurgen Axel Edelred had cracked. The man’s eyes looked down obliquely and then grew long in a smile as he swept back his flowing bangs.

“Ah… . Did I get caught?” <<less

“I’m getting married soon.”... more>>

For a moment she thought she heard it wrong.

Dana soon realized that she didn’t.

And he soon strangled her.

Seeing Dana in her pain, Rian calmly handed her final goodbyes.

“There is no woman as pretty as you, no woman who can satisfy my body.”

Dana’s body lost strength and she was completely limp.

“Now I think it’s going to get in the way. You have to disappear.”

And when she woke up, all her memories were gone. <<less

“Sin… it’s a word that suits me, not you.”... more>>

A mesmerizing low-pitched voice rang into my ears. It sounded heavy and deep as if it came from a cave.

It was a devilish baritone, like a deep rumble from a cavern. Lily didn’t seem to notice how it sounded like he was restraining his anger.

This was the first time she heard his voice.

“Tell me. Who were you mourning for until our wedding day today?”

Lily wore a plain black dress that covered her from neck to toe in uncomfortable and unsightly fabric. Even if she really was mourning, the outfit was just too excessive.

“Is it for your first husband who died during the war? Or is it for your second husband who died recently?”

“It’s not like that. I’m really… Ah!”

He turned her over until she was on all fours. A hand mercilessly slid into her dress. The sound of the stiff fabric crumpling accompanied her scream.

It was obvious what a touch to the inner thigh meant. Tension and fear curled in her gut as the duke firmly held her by her hair, causing her to look up and see the sacred artefacts and statues on the wall. Her conscience flinched.

Lily shut her eyes and his voice pierced through like a punishment once again.

“Or were you thinking about your third husband’s―my―death?”

Duke Vladislav de Winter. And as of today, Lily’s third spouse.

They were supposed to be having their wedding in this very chapel.

Lily was unable to answer his question as his fingers unexpectedly dug into the apex of her thighs. Thick, calloused fingers spread her flesh and brushed against a particularly sensitive spot.

Electricity coursed through her body. <<less

Ronée once happened to save a young boy. Despite his rare golden hair, she had thought it nothing more than a coincidence.... more>>

“Ronée, love you. I want to be with you forever.”

“Thank you for loving me.”

But the boy had been twelve at that time, and she had been seventeen.

“But we can’t be together.”

The age gap was difficult enough, but her father would want to hand her off to a suitable marriage candidate. He was sure to oppose it. So, she rejected him. She had thought that they would never see each other again anyway. However…

“There is no other woman in my eyes but you.”

Ten years later, he appeared before Ronée again, having become a king.

“Thank you for loving me. But…”

You, a king, and I cannot be together. Ronée made up her mind to give him a realistic answer. He whispered quietly to her, his eyes flashing dangerously.

“We still can’t be together?”

A very young and feeble child became the ruler of a continent; his soft and frail hands had become the strong and rough hands of a man. The king, Nabel, slowly moved on top of Ronée and wound himself around her like a vine.

“Where did you learn a thing like this?”

The childlike Nabel no longer existed. He was dangerous; no, even more than that. Nabel smiled sleepily.

“If it’s for you… I can learn even these sorts of things.”

At those words coming from the lips of the man with the noblest blood on the continent, Ronée’s eyes widened. <<less

She passed through the fiction world from an adult novel she read in secret away from public eyes and possessed the heroine, the unlucky female lead who’d gone mad after being thoroughly violated by the male lead.... more>>

Ariel, the new heroine, loathed this idea, so she decided to change it.

“Your body belongs to me,” she thought to herself as she looked at the male lead.

If she was to be criticized as the cruel and beautiful saint, she would live up to this expectation well. <<less

The 17th Emperor of the Empire was a woman. Purely thanks to the Duke of Roark was she able to overtake the throne against her brothers.... more>>

“Your Majesty, I’m ready to follow your will.”

He is the emperor’s loyal supporter; the noblemen bow their heads and wag their tails at his command. Yet, despite his devotion, the emperor treats him coldly. Little does the public know, that behind closed doors, she belongs to him.

*

In the dead of the night.

The door is wide open and the duke entered the emperor’s room without permission.

“Get out,” he said to the servants, eyes locked on the emperor.

She looked at him and said, “I’m begging you, not tonight…”

Before him, her dignity was useless and authority whisked away.

“Your Majesty, tonight you enchant me. I’m afraid I can’t hold it in any longer.” His eyes glided over her sweet body and he tore her clothing apart without hesitation. “Sorry, I’m afraid that it may be a rough night.” <<less

“I will… play with Your Highness.”... more>>

Eloise, who entered the palace as a maid under the order of the Empress, was trapped in a dark playroom and became the Crown Prince’s toy. Rishid, the unfortunate crown prince whose mental age had regressed and suffered from aphasia.

He was like a broken doll, but as he worked with Eloise, he gradually regained his ability to think according to his age and began to speak.

However, the Crown Prince did not let her go and tried to tie her to stay by his side even when his illness was cured and was no longer needed as a playmate.

But as a different type of ‘play.’

Eloise was trapped in the Crown Prince’s palace and loved by him day and night, but she was afraid that one day she would be forgotten like a toy she used to play with as a child.

Eventually, she escaped, taking advantage of Rishid’s carelessness…

“Did you have fun playing with me?”

He had no intention to let go of his toy.

* * * * *

“What would they all think about when they see you? Everyone must be busy trying to get a bite, for being so naughty.”

Eloise shook her head frantically whenever he uttered harsh words. Tears dripped down her eyes filled with unjust light and soaked his fingers.

“I’ll let it go freely, and everyone in the Imperial Palace would be wagging their tails.”

“………”

Eloise couldn’t answer any of his words.

‘Because I didn’t know what more severe, corporal punishment would be inflicted if I did. At times like this, I know from experience that it is best to match his mood.’

“You need to be disciplined,” he tilted his head.

“Come up,” he said, spreading her legs wide. <<less

Erit, Ezet’s older sister, runs away after three years of signing a contract marriage. In the place of her runaway sister, she entered the Duke of Jaxen’s castle.... more>>

Unable to afford the penalty for breaching the contract, she unintentionally pretends to be a fake wife.

However, Duke Edmond Jaxen is a sad*st with a tremendous desire for monopoly. At first, she was amazed by her shameful play with her husband, and now she realized that she had a masochist instinct.

* * *

“Does shaking your ass mean you want me to hit more?” Again without her ever answering! She heard a fricative sound and weeping as she buried her face in the sheet.

It was thrilling rather than hurting. Even though she was having an absurd experience of being hit by her husband, Ezet’s body gave strength to her belly and raised her hips higher by raising her knees. The friction spread from the hips to the thighs.

“You said you didn’t want to be forced to do it, but it seems it feels good to get a hit on your butt.”

“Ah, no!”

“Then what is the reason you shake your hips in front of me?”

“Haa!”

Slap, slap. A sensation of excitement and heat continued to pour out, and even though the affected area was swollen red, the buttocks continued to tingle. The trembling didn’t stop as if she was addicted to the hitting sensation. Not knowing that her legs were starting to get wet, she moaned and shook her ass. <<less

-… Is that your wish?... more>>

On the way to work, the fallen saint, Agnes, was frozen with an empty wish.

Using the excuse of ‘teaching her’, the emperor comes to her every day, trying to train her, Even the wizard comes to her every night and torments her with all kinds of bizarre teachings.

-Lady, I’ll give you pleasure that you’ll never experience again.

She screamed to herself for being possessed in the body of Saint Agnes. <<less

“I’ll hug you, kiss you, touch you – as much as I want, whenever I want. Even if Miss Shada protests. You’ll get used to it if you keep sleeping with me. Won’t you?”... more>>

“Master!”

“Yes, Shada.”

Huey looked at her with a gentle and mild enough gaze to make Shada doubt whether this same man just declared he said he would ravish her at will.

An erot*c scandal between a sweet, somewhat suspicious master and a timid maid. <<less

Because of a father that covets the wealth of her older sister’s fiancée and his plans to break them apart, Angela places herself in danger while trying to protect the couple.... more>>

She finds herself drugged and hanging on to her savior.

“Don’t go,” her thin voice was pitiful.

He stood silent and advised quietly.

“Don’t do anything you’ll regret.”

Her eyes welled up with tears and blurred her vision. The heat wouldn’t release her. It was so painful.

Simultaneously, embarrassed and brazen by her drug-induced instincts, Angela didn’t let go.

She was desperate to free herself from this need.

Only one person could help her.

This man.

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“Huu ohnnn…….”

Breathless, Angela gasped and agonizing moan leaked out between her open lips.

“Haaah… you can be as loud as you like,” he coaxed and embraced her, pleased with Angela’s alluring cries.

With every enticement, there were seducing groans.

A gorgeous voice mingled between harsh panting.

Her beguiling arousals rang in his ear and further provoked his inciting fervor.

His thick pillar widens her wet entrance. Angela’s hot insides encircled his g**itals with a heated pressure. He plunged into Angela’s depths, alarming her with an impending sense of being overwhelmed.

The stimulations delivered through his c*ck were so ruthless that it was close to violence. <<less