𝘜𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘹𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦... 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝚅𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚑 𝙾𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚒, 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝚂𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝, 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐭... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ IT IS A VERY SIMPLE STORY WITH NO COMPLICATIONS AND TWISTS AND TURNS. THERE IS NO SERIAL LIKE DRAMA.

Ahh...," she sighed, the sound slipping from her lips, resonating in the dream and echoing in the depths of her subconscious. He grinned, feeling the heat radiating from her. The intoxicating scent of her arousal filled the air, driving him wild with desire. He lavished attention on her, his tongue dancing skillfully, coaxing more of those sweet sounds from her. "Do you like this, my love?" he asked, his voice a husky whisper as he continued to savor her taste. .................................................. One fateful night, under the glow of a blood-red moon, the Ifrit jinn discovered a prophecy that offered him a chance to reclaim his lost love. If he granted a mortal's deepest wish, she would be reborn in their lineage 100 years later. But her rebirth came with a heavy cost-her memories wiped, her powers sealed, and her love for him forgotten. Worse still, his life would be halved to give her a second chance at life. To win her back, he would need to awaken her soul, help her reclaim her powers, and make her fall in love with him again. But could he rekindle a love lost to time and fate, knowing that half his life would be hers?

⚠︎ Mature ⚠︎ "The last time you were saying 'please' to me, it was followed by the words 'fuck me'." The truth was more than what it looked on the surface. The truth was wrapped in satin sheets and smelled of the man I had met on the same day my parents fixed my marriage with my now husband. That man... Just the thought of him is enough to make me clench my thighs together. His big hands roaming all over me, his hot mouth sucking bruises onto my skin, his deep eyes staring directly into my soul as he sinked into me that sinful night, when he took something from me that I did not even realize I was saving for him all along. All of it was printed on my body now that I had felt the burn of his touch. On that rainy night, he became my 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵. What I did not realize at that time, was that he would become my 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺.