Cultivation Starts from Farming - Chapter 713 - 334: Surprising Gains

[ WARNING: R18 MATURE CONTENT]He died a foolAlex, a forty-five years old senior accountant gets fired by his greedy boss without any warning. after arriving home early, still reeling from the shock, he finds his wife Emily in bed with his childhood best friend, Zack.Soon he found out the entire truth.The kids were never his from the start. His pretentious wife had been cuckholding him for fifteen long years and had already transferred all of his property and savings into her name. Furious, he tries to fight back, but ends up getting killed.Alex thought that this was the end, but instead he wakes up twenty four years in the past.A translucent screen suddenly appeared before his eyes[system initializing][Welcome Alex, to the heavenly desire system]Now, to grow stronger he must charm, seduce and conquer desire itself. Fine this time he won't be a fool. he'll do whatever it takes to achieve his goal.His ex-boss cold, snobbish daughter... Whose sweetness will be his to taste.Zack's mature lonely mother, with a body made for sin.The cold beauties who once looked down on him...The seductive teachers...The hidden heiresses...And married women with frustrated nights...They will blush, tremble and want him. As for those who betrayed him? Well they'll kneel and beg but he won't forgive them.. . .“Are you really sure this aura of seduction stuff is working?” He said suspiciously.[Of course it's working. It's just that you can't see it yet]'Well then, is there a way I can see it?'[Uhmm... Yes...]Don't forget to Add to Library and follow the story — daily updates and lots of temptation ahead.[STRONG OVERPOWERED MC],[ MILF], [SMUT], [BEAUTY][NTR] Netori but no Netorare, [WEAK TO STRONG], [BETRAYAL], [REVENGE][SLICE OF LIFE]

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING: 18+ ONLY. Contains explicit smut, omegaverse, knotting, and mpreg.]“Fuck, still so tight.”That's the first thing I hear after dying.Not a heavenly choir, not a wise guide explaining the mechanics of reincarnation, just a voice like dark honey and broken glass, breath scorching hot against my neck, and a body that absolutely isn't mine rolling its hips back like it has no objections whatsoever to what's happening to it.I have objections, so many objections.My body has apparently decided to hold a separate meeting without me.I was twenty-eight, overworked to the point of literal death, and had never so much as kissed anyone seriously. None of that seems to matter to the omega body I've just woken up in.. currently making desperate, broken sounds into expensive silk sheets, trembling around a knot that shouldn't feel this good, this full, this.. right, while my actual mind is still standing in the corner going what the fuck, WHAT THE FUCK???By the time I finally see his face, it's far too late for dignity. Gray eyes cold as a winter storm, features sharp enough to cut, the kind of beautiful that doesn't ask permission before it ruins you.It gets so much worse when I learn his name.Wuchen Bael, my sister's fiance, the man who looked me dead in the eye afterward and said, without blinking..“Round two?”And I haven't even gotten to the part where I find out I'm pregnant.

Seven years ago, at a charity gala, she unintentionally became his cure and ended up pregnant with fraternal twins.

“I can’t believe my eyes. The ice lord actually kissed a man. God, help me!”