The Bride of the Cursed Rogue

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n Steven's cabin. My legs were securely wrapped in bandages, an

en treat

s no one her

me from the clutches of three lustful rogues. Despite my initial resistance, eve

me? Or what if he

ree rogues' unwanted touch made

ny longer and rushed

the toilet bowl, I v

wa

squeezing pain in my stomach. My saliva t

ire, and I couldn't wai

! Ugh

collect myself, gazing up at the ceiling bef

up at the sound of somethin

lowed the noise to its

h a flurry of punches aimed at a punch

ved Steven as he trained

hiss as his fists sliced through the air. The sheer power behind his punches was undeniab

ah

bag flying backward. Steven deftly dodged it as it swung

h

unching bag to the tree sh

trength, no one could ever coerce me into doing something

him, I lost track of time. His moveme

his wet black hair shook with each motion. Beads of sweat trickled down his chin, but he

really

re aw

ck

y mouth as

ck

all, bore straight into mine. My gazers quivered, and unbe

ying to come up with

hing, given that I attempted to fle

t should

ortunity to speak, or should I begin wi

believe the best course of acti

..

h

me before I could

ward me, causing it t

d investigated it. Upon opening the lid, I took a whiff

e put on a nonchalant facade a

tions, 'Did he give me w

k!" and instinctively drank the

t a distance, observing Ste

ld finally engage in conversation with me, but my

o? Is he still

ut with all the dangerous rogues out there

he didn't like me wa

teven's training session. And so I wa

legs began to ache from

and rest. However, just as I was about

ately drawn to the sigh

deer a part of

I realized I had been fixated

and cooked a deer with nothing but the sound of clin

silence, as he didn't utter a si

erpiece, he returned to his origina

uld eat that,' I thought whil

im devour the succulent meat of the

n to ask. This was Steven, the cursed werewolf I had insulte

imb only added to my guilt. No matter how tempting it

of my innermost thoughts and

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causing me to clutch it tightly as I g

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assment, and I wished for a

to it!' the thought crossed my mind as it seemed li

tared at Steven and felt

ch before finally meeting m

I asked, s

eat. They told me to go to the corner and wait for leftovers. I

nquired, extending the succule