Belle Adams' Butler - Chapter 41: The taste- Part 1

Aeliana Faelith is a Elven princess, battle-harden mage that is in a losing duel with hands of Lucian Valtheris—the Demon Lord and the man she once loved. But just before death claims her, He confesses her love—and takes his own life for her. In regret and pain, Aeliana screams for a second chance to save her beloved and restart their destined fate.The screen turns white, The Do-Over System grants her plea, She is then thrown back to the past, armed with her recent memories—of betrayal and heartbreak. Her mission is crystal clear: Stop Lucian before he becomes the monster she once faced.With multiple attempts on different timelines, The Do-Over System makes her choose one and that will be her final attempt and the Do-Over System will self-destruct permanently leaving her in the current timeline. She chooses a timeline out of 10 in which, she discovers she and Lucian had a child but Lucian is in a deep coma with amnesia and doesn’t know who she is—Will Aeliana be able to choose the ‘right’ timeline or doomed to save everyone? Is the child really theirs or a miracle honed to build peace between two opposing worlds then again—What is the price for falling for the Villain?Please support it with collections, This is an Cupid's Quill entry piece!!!

[MATURE CONTENT]“Are you mating with someone?”Stunned, she took a step back, widening the space between them. “ Excuse me?”“Ah…” A sigh left his lips. “ Perhaps, I need to rephrase my question. Are you f*cking someone?”She sucked in a quick breath, not knowing what to say. Anger reared itself in her head, mixing with unexpected desire. Sadly, desire was winning.He lifted an eyebrow, and in the next instant, he was already standing in front of her body. Her instincts kicked in. She took a couple steps back until her back hit the wall.The smell of chocolates and almonds rolled between them. Entranced, she thought she smelled the sweetness of the wine but it disappeared as quickly as it came.“I don’t think that is any of your business, Mr. Graydon.” she made a sound of annoyance.“Is it not?” His breath fractured, his eyes darkened with desire.“No.” Her lips quivered at her obvious denial. She mustered all the courage she could, hoping he wouldn’t smell her arousal. She knew it was for naught.His fingers lightly brushed her cheeks, then they trailed down her neck, lingering on her collarbone, the contact sent shivers down her spine. It awakened the primal need she had been wanting to hide since they met.She wanted him.No.She needed him, inside her.Her face flushed at the thought of him taking her, preferably right against these walls.“You want me,” he stated. ““As much as I want you.”Shocked by her own raw and potent yearning, she turned her head away.“I don’t…”“Shhh…” he silenced her with a finger. Then he inched closer, so close his long lashes brushed against her cheek. Her heart pounded like a drum against her chest, fast and hot in anticipation.“Now tell me little one… do I need to get rid of someone before I make you beg me to let you come?”......Is love worth the chaos it brings?.....Tags: #lycans #witch #strongfemalelead #strongmalelead #norape #smut #mates #slowburn

In North America, there are many paths to power and wealth. Hawke plunged into Los Angeles and chose the entertainment and media industry. The media is like the sun, not only showing the bright side. Every word and every picture that appears in the media is carefully designed to guide public opinion and manipulate the public.Unofficial translation of 洛杉矶之狼 by 白色十三号