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Reborn As The Daemon's Wife

"I saved your life, so you are mine." He claimed her with a serious face that she found infuriating and worthy of her slap. [NO RAPE. Warning: Mature content] |Volume 1: The Daemon's Wife| She was a carefree woman until she met him, and he did nothing but fill her life with mystery—and make her fall harder than she'd ever thought possible. ... "Your clothes are wet." He pointed out, making it obvious that he had been waiting for her. She took a step back nervously when he stood up and closed in on her with a cold smile on his thin lips. "I went for a swim." She hastily answered, earning a chuckle from him. "Fully dressed?" He pinned her against the wall as his fingers traced her wet clothes. "Your heart is racing. Did you try to run away again, flower?" He felt her tremble under his touch and his lips curled into a smile that seemed sarcastic and made her tremble. "I already told you, you are mine." ... His heart was empty until he met her, and she completed him.

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"How do you know that?" Jasmine frowned. Deep down she had suspected that her death was unusual. She had constantly thought about the 'woman' who had tried to set the oil on fire when the villagers wanted to burn her to death, who she had discovered was a goddess. She knew it was a stretch to think so, but she had a strong gut feeling that it was either Scarlet or someone sent by Scarlet. But how would Lolanthe know?

To prevent the vile goddess from reading her lips, Lolanthe pulled Jasmine to a wall as she explained. "Blaze investigated it. There was no evidence and no witnesses so he stopped investigating, but we are certain that it was her."

She looked panicked. "Only she knew that you had escaped to the human realm. Not even Dairon knew that you were there."

She was still pondering when she tapped her chin with her index finger. "What's Dairon got to do with this?"