To Deprive a Deprived Person - Chapter 295: Only once

[Warning: Mature Content, R18+] [Detailed Smut] [Strictly for Adults Only]Mixed POV: 3rd & 1st POVGeorgia Lewis had a carefully planned future. Her longtime billionaire boyfriend proposed marriage, promising protection and financial freedom.But everything was shattered in an instant.Her brother’s tragic death at sea was initially pinned on a disgraced ship captain. Then, the case was closed and declared a drunken accident, but the wounds never healed on either side.Georgia was left to pick up the pieces: Left with an orphaned niece, a dying family business, and dealing with the angry people whom her father and brother owed money that was used to revive their agency… in fear.To make things worse, she was pushed overboard into the midnight sea before her wedding. Thought dead by everyone on the ship, she survives... barely... only to be rescued by the last man she ever wanted to see again—Captain Nicholas Knight, the man once accused of her brother’s murder.Georgia is forced to trust Nick as she recovers. He is intense, stoic, and shockingly kind—nothing like the killer she imagined.As the days pass, she learns more about who Nicholas really was, but Georgia remains haunted by betrayal and secrets.Nick risks his life for her, and despite his hunger for her, he vowed to protect her, not use her. He teaches her how to fight, how to survive—and how to trust again.Determined to protect Georgia, Nick finally steps into his destiny. But enemies are everywhere.As passion and danger collide, Georgia and Nick must fight for their future, outsmart powerful enemies, and uncover a murderous conspiracy hiding in plain sight.But revenge comes at a price, and so does love.Yet the more she resists him, the more addicted she becomes.And when the world wants to silence her…He’s the only one who’ll burn it down to save her.Excerpt:“Goddammit, wake up! Don’t you dare die on me! I swear, if you make me regret jumping from that fucking moving ship—!”Her lashes fluttered, blurred by seawater and tears.“Are you awake?” the voice came again. He was closer now, his breath warm against her cheek. “Can you hear me?!”“I’m begging you… Don’t tell anyone you found me… Someone tried to kill me…”His brows furrowed. “What…? Were you pushed overboard?”Georgia barely managed to nod. But her body had had enough.“Yes…”Then the memories crashed back. Salt water, freezing winds, her body going numb in the ocean…“Don’t come any closer!” she hissed. “I swear to God, I’ll scream if you come one step closer, you pervert!”“I know you...”Nick stiffened. “What now?”“You murdering son of a bitch!” she roared.Georgia grabbed the nearest pillow and hurled it at him.“What the hell? Are you insane?!” he barked, dodging the pillow. “You’re Nicholas Knight! You killed my brother!”Seeing her trembling, he lifted her effortlessly.“Let go of me!” she shrieked, squirming violently.“Stop—shit!” Nick lost his balance.“Maniac!” she declared.That’s when he felt it. Something soft. Plush.His head dropped like a guillotine blade, fast and sharp. His eyes locked on his right hand, which was currently cupping her like he was holding a fragile fruit from the gods.His soul left his body. But his body betrayed him. He was as hard as rock in an instant…Eyes bulging, jaw dropping, Nick choked on a curse. “Fuck.”Too bad he whispered it directly into Georgia’s face.Georgia's knee rocketed upward like a heat-seeking missile.“How dare you touch me, you Captain Pervert! Murderer!” she hissed like a vengeful sea witch.Nick wheezed in pain, clutching his groin. “I saved your life…”

What does it feel like to take the young prince who has traveled through a thousand years of time on a parent-child variety show?Mu Ran says: It feels great.The child doesn't need much care.And he can help me clear my name.Before the variety show aired:[I still vividly remember the scene where she yelled at my brother on set!][Haha, the director team is impressive for inviting this ancestor. Hope her yelling won't constantly flood the live stream!][Is she even fit to bring a child? Is she here to present a negative example?]......After the variety show aired:[Director Mu, you are my god!][Wuwuwu, the little guy is so well-behaved and handsome, I can't tell if he's my internet son or my internet husband.][You beasts, all coveting the little guy. I'm different, Director Mu, please marry me, I love you ahhhhh!!]......Mu Ran scrolls through Weibo and likes a friend's post, appreciating her courage to propose.A certain man sees this and says sourly, “Stop thinking about others. You can only be my wife, we have the red marriage certificate, legally protected.”Mu Ran rolls her eyes.It's enough that the Empress sent the little angel child here.How could she also send a man over?Truly...Happy.

Linyun, a graduate of the Agricultural College, transmigrated to the world of cultivation in a fit of anger after his graduation project was destroyed.This world is home to cultivators pursuing immortality and mythical beasts capable of stirring the seas.There are also various magical professions.Faced with this wondrous world, Linyun only wants to fully commit to the farming business that he couldn't complete in his past life.At the same time, he wants to see to what extent his past life's farming techniques combined with the cultivation methods of this world can enhance the art of farming.

them. That is, until his life deemed his playthrough unfair and gave him a red card. Poison was his family's best friend, as everyone had at least tasted it once, not twice because they never could.Death was never on his calendar, neither was an offer for a divine gig. Enter the Deity of Stories, a celestial being with a fetish for plot twists, who offers Min Jae a deal he can't refuse: become her divine cameraman.No, not the kind with a lens, but one who records the tales of mortals. In return, he gets a second shot at life, in a world where his dearly departed parents are alive and well, ready to dote on him from birth.Reborn as Judge (because “Min Jae 2.0” sounded too dull), he quickly realizes this new life is no gift. This steampunk utopia, filled with airships, clockwork gadgets, and an alarming lack of Wi-Fi, thrives on manipulation. But who needs the internet when you have a divine camera and the sharp mind to control it all?Judge isn’t just here to record stories; he’s here to write them, casting himself as the mastermind behind every twist and turn. Armed with his divine powers, he navigates complex schemes, power-hungry nobles, and ruthless industrialists, all while keeping his ultimate goal hidden: to ascend to godhood and rewrite his own fate.Of course, he generally makes a glorious mess of things, all while trying to keep his dear parents blissfully unaware of his less-than-angelic schemes. But as the stakes rise and the Deity of Stories watches his every move, Judge must tread carefully. Can he manipulate his way to the top, or will he become just another character in someone else’s plot twist?---Just a quick disclaimer: The book steers clear of any unwanted adult stuff. However, it does feature a potentially disturbing amount of violence—enough to make you wonder about the author's mental health.So proceed with caution—and maybe a shield!