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The CEO's Wife Is A Demon God's Daughter

[ Book 1: Completed ] Tristan Davis, the playboy CEO of the Heavenly Star Enterprize, was forced to marry ANY WOMAN within one month, or else... his glamorous title and position will be stripped off of him. NOOOOO! How could he seduce those beautiful women if he became poor and no longer a CEO? Alright, he will find a woman and marry her to please his demanding grandfather. Who cares if it's a weird strange woman he met on the mountain while going camping. Right? Wait.. What!? She is NOT HUMAN? She is the demon god's daughter? Did you say... DEMON? But she looks so angelic, beautiful and innocent. Tristan couldn't even look at any other women after this demon god's daughter becomes his wife. Ha. He might as well keep her around since grandpa seems to like her so much. ============ Zhen-Zhen, who had the bloodline of the demon god, was being targeted by the guardian warriors. Ever since she was a child they tried to kill her many times but failed. With no other choice left, they sealed her in the Divine Mountain. But after 100 years, her seal was accidentally broken and so, her Protector found the chance to send her to another world inhabited by purely ordinary humans- no supernatural beings, and no magical powers. In this new world, she met the Naughty Handsome CEO, who proposed a marriage to her on their first meeting. But wait... Marriage? Becoming his Wife? What does it mean to become a Wife? Though the demon god's daughter was clueless about what is meant of becoming a wife, she excitedly accepted his proposal! "Yes! I want to be your wife!" ============ *** Excerpt *** Zhen-Zhen: "Tristan, why are you laughing even though you are sad? I can feel it. You are in pain, right now." In his drunken state, Tristan could still absorb her words. Tristan: "Hey, my Zhen-Zhen. You will be my wife, right?" Zhen-Zhen: "Yes…" Tristan: "Then... make me happy. Come closer… and kiss me." She leaned closer to Tristan as she pressed her delicate warm lips into his cold lips. Zhen-Zhen: "Are you happy now, Tristan?" Tristan shook his head and pouted. "No! Zhen-Zhen, that one could not be considered as a kiss! You just pressed your lips into mine." He complained to her exasperatedly. “Come here, I’ll teach you!” Tristan held her face then he began to kiss her passionately. Tristan pulled her head closer as he deepened the kiss. After a few seconds, Zhen-Zhen responded and returned his kiss with equal intensity as his. 'Damn, she's a fast learner.' ========= [ HOT+Funny+Fluffy+Mature ]~ This is a story of the demon god's daughter and a naughty handsome CEO... ======= Award of This Book: WPC #133 Gold Tier- No Humans Allowed! Female Lead Support Author: Join Author’s Discord Server: https://discord.gg/D44M6DYW2G DM me on Discord: ellezar_g#1010 Author's Other Book: 1. The Devilish Assassin Meets The Angelic Detective Volume I: Fateful Encounter ( Chapter 1-275 ) Completed Volume II: Their Paths Crossed Again ( Chapter 276-530) Completed 2. Forbidden Love: Angel's Seduction 3. Moon Lovers: Bound by Blood and Revenge The artwork/illustration/photo is AI generated by Author

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Who Would You Choose?

« At Hannah's Studio »

Hannah was currently painting a mountain scenery on the blank canvas inside her studio. She took the degree of Bachelor of Fine Arts major in painting. She loved Arts and she was an artist.

She was good at sketching, drawing and painting ever since she was a child. Tristan also loved Arts- Visual Arts. If Hannah liked to draw, Tristan, on the other hand, liked to take pictures.

Both of them had many things in common that's why they became closer to each other during their childhood until they grew up. They also had special bonding moments wherein Tristan would take pictures of beautiful scenery while Hannah would be the one drawing and painting on the scenery on a blank canvas.

Whenever Hannah felt troubled or bothered by something she would always find ways to release her emotions and clear her mind through her art… and that was painting.