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Stealing My Enemy’s Harem

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The youngst son of the Valentine family lived a life full of regrets until betrayed by someone he thought was a friend. Reborn once more in the past Angel swears to take vengeance against those who wronged him. Netori-The main character won’t be cucked although he will cuck others. Smut-Incest-No Netorare-Revenge
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Chapter 1 - A Pitiful Death

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Cold

My entire body was freezing as if ice had been injected straight into my veins. My knees pressed against the rough uneven floor below, and my arms ached held up high in the air by metal shackles that cut deep into my wrists. They weren't steel, after all if they were l'd have escaped already. No this was black diamond a rare almost mythical material capable of absorbing mana without end.

It was ironic really

Two of the three black diamond mines in the continent once belonged to my family. We held the monopoly on such an incredible material before I made the fatal mistake of gifting one to Florence, That was where everything started to go wrong.

"How pathetic" My throat so dry i could barely speak and I coughed each one more painful than the last.

I should never have trusted Florence with that mine. My mother had warned me, even my cold and indifferent elder sister came to me but I had been too young and too obsessed with the wrong things to listen.

"That bitch" My fists clenched at the thought of my once betrothed fiancé who I would have done anything for.

Anger burned through me but it wasn't just for her it was also for me, My stupidity and my blindness that led me to where I am now.

I deserved this

"And Elias" I couldn't help but laugh as I winched in pain at the person I once thought of as a friend.

My gaze shifted off the concrete floor and roamed the small damp room. The stench of blood filled the air mixing with the cold and decay, A barred window let in the faintest sliver of light to my side. I was chained in the center of the room, kneeling and stripped down to a pair of torn filthy pants. My wrists bled from the countless escape attempts as the shackles cut deep into my flesh.

"It's all my fault" I let out a deep sigh but my ears perked up as footsteps echoed from the corridor outside.

They stopped just outside my cell door.

"Open it" A sweet yet cold sounded out in a commanding tone that left no room for discussion.

'….' I gritted my teeth knowing that voice all too well.

The lock clanked and the door slowly creaked open until I saw rough looking guard with short brown hair. He gave me a glance with eyes filled with contempt before he stepped aside, What followed was a pair of delicate white feet in black heels and two long and dainty legs that seemed to continue endlessly.

My gaze trailed up and even in the state I was in now my heart couldn't help but race. A black dress engraved with gold stopped just above a pair of creamy thick thighs that rubbed together as she walked, Wide hips jutted out to the sides before quickly pulling inward where an abnormally thin waist sat. Wrapped around her neck was a long cape that hung down almost touching the floor below. It was a beautiful red color that was lined with an obsidian black.

Her dress was low cut and barely managed to contain the huge pair of breasts that stuck out prominently creating a lewd bosom of pure white flesh. With the smallest movements her chest bounced in an almost hypnotic manner that could make even the coldest of men trip and fall, It truly was a vulgar body that would leave any man speechless.

"Angel you look like you've had a hard time" A sweet voice oozed with false concern lace yet amusement was evident.

"…" I looked up tearing my eyes away from the creamy valley of flesh before I saw the women I hated most in this world.

She was as breathtaking as ever with long silky black hair cascading down to her lower back while straight bangs hung down covering her eyebrows. Her features were sharp almost and filled with grace almost as if she was born to be an empress rolling over people. But it was her eyes, those crimson orbs filled with contempt that twisted my stomach.

"F-Florence..." I croaked my voice calm yet shaking showing none of the rage brewing inside me.

"Don't say my name" Florence snapped waving a fan dismissively in front of her face as if the mere sound of my voice disgusted her.

"Only my beloved Elias has that honor" She took a step closer fluttering her lashes in a mockery of elegance.

"…." I didn't respond as her hand reached out trailing the edge of her fan along my chin lingering on my neck.

"You refer to me as empress" Florence whispered pressing the fan's sharp edge into my skin.

'That's almost funny' Despite everything I felt a smirk pull at my lips.

"What are you smiling at?" Her eyes narrowed and she dug the fan deeper drawing blood.

"I was just wondering what l ever saw in you" I sneered but her delicate hand was on me in an instant gripping my face with surprising strength.

"It's because I'm the most beautiful woman on the continent" Florence purred with her plump red lips curving into a dangerous smile.

"So you've gone delusional since I last saw you" I met her gaze with defiance but the fan pressed deeper into my neck.

"Mn" I swallowed the groan of pain that arose in my throat before a soft melodic sigh rang out as she pulled her hand away.

"You're still heartbroken that I ended our engagement" Florence spoke as if it was a fact while shaking her head in mock disappointment.

I only rolled my eyes in response

"Where's Elias?" I didn't have the energy or patience for her endless delusions anymore.

"If he's going to kill me he might as well come and get it over with" I said sneered before I heard a soft giggle of clear amusement even more so than before.

"Elias is busy securing his new throne he doesn't have time to deal with someone as insignificant as you" Florence clicked her tongue as if talking with a child.

"B~bitch" I clenched my jaw anger bubbling up but she seemed to enjoy it feeding off my frustration.

"Since my sweetheart is busy i volunteered to deal with the nuisance that is the youngest son of the Valentine family" Florence's eyes glittered as she slid the sharp edge of her fan along my skin.

I winced feeling it cut deeper as blood trickled down my neck.

"After all" She teased as her lips curled up

"You were once my favorite little pet" Her words stung more than the pain but I kept my face neutral.

"Do you have any last words?" Florence asked tilting her head to the side with a smirk playing on her lips.

"None for a whore like you" I spat lifting myself despite the fan digging even deeper into my flesh.

"That hurts my feelings" She pointed with mock sadness but before I could react her hand slashed to the side.

"Ugh!" I gasped as blood sprayed from my neck, staining the cold floor beneath me.

I collapsed choking as the world started to spin.

'I-if only…'

Through the haze of pain I saw Florence bend down slightly as her large chest bounced while she watching me with detached amusement.

"Say hello to your elder sister for me" She whispered as a cruel smile tugged at her lips.

I tried to curse her but my vision darkened and my body grew even colder

'I had a second chance...'

And then everything went black.

The prodigal son of the Valentine family died alone in a small dark cell.

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