It was a marriage she had hoped for—yet not one she desired.
A marriage without love, built only for mutual gain.
“Don’t question it. All you have to do is obey.”
As the Grand Duke’s consort, there was only one task Vaniel had to fulfill.
“Vaniel, think of your father.”
The Grand Duke’s treasure vault.
Inside lay the sacred relic, Seradim.
She was to bring it back.
And so, she had to seduce the man who would soon become her fiancé—Lias Istuah.
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“How naïve. Did your count’s household never teach you the ways of the bed?”
From the man gazing down at her with languid eyes lingered the traces of unchecked desire.
“But this….”
“What? Does it feel animalistic?”
Yes, it felt animalistic.
Consumed by lust, wanting and devouring only each other.
Melted away in the molten heat of passion.
Like a beast crawling on all fours—she wanted to beg him to save her, the woman who was destined to betray him.
