The voice was enchantingly entrancing, blurring one’s mind.
The whispering voice seemed to tear directly through not the ears but the mind itself.
Bianca didn’t quite understand what she was hearing.
“I…”
“Give me permission.”
Huh?
The echo of her query rang sweetly at the tip of her nose.
Gillian slowly lowered his head while holding her.
Bianca stared blankly at Gillian, who approached her with his head tilted.
The sun poured down.
Stopping right in front of her, he spoke in a whisper, as if sighing, his dazzling golden eyes beaming light.
“Come.”
His voice seemed to brush against her lips.
A gasp shot through the gap between her teeth, making her throat feel tight for a moment.
“Give me permission now.”
The plea that sounded like a command was unbearably sweet.
The moment Bianca closed her eyes, their lips dangerously met.
A warm and velvety sensation flowed through her highly sensitive skin.
‘Ah!’
An explosive sensation so stimulating she couldn’t bear it; her cry was silently swallowed by him.
Gillian seized the opportunity, invading her mouth, capturing all of Bianca’s breath.
Their tangled breaths heated up, making Bianca’s chest feel like it was boiling.
“……!”
The feeling of wet membranes being obsessively rubbed was unbearably stimulating.
It was more than electrifying; she felt as if she were freefalling, the tips of her toes flickering.
Bianca unwittingly reached out and firmly gripped Gillian’s lapel.
However, the sensation of her spine tingling and her shoulders involuntarily tensing up was both foreign and overwhelmingly intense, preventing her from pressing down.
The heated breath dyed her cheeks and the corners of her eyes red, as if it would melt her head.
Suddenly fearful, Bianca pushed him away with both hands, but Gillian, rather than being pushed away, tightened his embrace, plunging deeper.
He greedily inhaled Bianca.
His voracious gaze made her dizzy, and his carnal touch felt like melting her entire being.
No longer able to hold back, Bianca melted like butter; Gillian lightly picked her up and kissed her again.
Smack.
Smack.
Even as he forcefully pressed his lips, grinding the flesh, his satisfaction wasn’t reached, and he finally bit her lower lip.
Each time his straight, white teeth gnawed on her, her fingertips felt numb.
Electrified, Bianca moaned as she was gripped by him.
“Ah.”
She tried to break free from the difficult pleasure he offered, but her neck was tightly gripped by his large hand.
His thumb pressed on her thin neck, sapping all strength from it.
“You can’t run.”
“Gillian!”
Her panting breaths sounded pitiful.
“Never again.”
“Huh.”
“Promise.”
“Mm.”
She couldn’t even hear what he was saying.
Her ears were filled only with the sound of his massive heartbeat, but Bianca did her best to nod.
She had lost her voice, drained by his breath.
His golden gaze followed her obsessively as if wanting to imprison her within his eyes.
Though she felt exhausted and powerless, something about his gaze troubled her.
It was like…
Though he seemed to growl in dominance, Gillian looked strangely anxious.
Don’t be like that.
Bianca lifted her sagging hand to cup his cheek.
“I was the one who was abandoned, wasn’t I?”
In an instant, the beautiful fire in his golden eyes died out, turning pitch black.
“……!”
Bianca was startled.
It wasn’t out of despair.
It was merely the truth.
Being ordered by her father to die, being abandonedwasn’t that an undeniable fact?
Yet, his expression turned ineffably dismal in a split second.
Crushed by guilt, Bianca realized she had touched upon Gillian’s sore spot.
What exactly tormented him so?
It didn’t matter.
Bianca regretted it.
She should have reassured him that she wouldn’t leave.
She should have whispered that she wanted to stay because she liked him.
Instead, she should have honestly admitted that the one who was insecure was her, with nothing to offer.
Her attempt to assure him by acknowledging her lack of a place to go seemed to have torn at his insides.
“Gillian, what I was trying to say is…”
“I’m sorry. I made a mistake.”
The man who was greedily pressing on Bianca moments ago had suddenly turned pale and lowered his head.
“No, Gillian. It’s not you. I made a mistake.”
“Bianca, what could you possibly have done wrong? The sin lies with Barlock.”
Bianca’s eyes widened.
‘The Barlock who has finished his punishment shall be set free by Termina.’
Forgetting the current situation due to the prophetic verse crossing her mind, Bianca nearly choked.
What is your sin?
The question asking what sin had forced him to his knees rose to her throat.
That was close.
“Don’t say that.”
But Bianca could hold back her retort and gently cup Gillian’s pale cheek.
The intense urge was momentary, and just looking at the pale Gillian was painful.
Meeting Gillian’s eyes, Bianca whispered.
“It was to reassure you. It’s true.”
“…”
“This is my home.”
“…”
“Isn’t it?”
“…”
“Is it not?”
“No, you are the owner of this Barlock. My queen.”
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
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Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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