Prestigious Celestial Demonic Princess: Pampered By Her Big Shot Hubby
In the esteemed Reinholt Family, there existed a legend about the Fifth Young Master, a man of unparalleled power and unmatched beauty. His reputation was shrouded in mystery, and his personality was as unpredictable as the wind. His methods were ruthless, and his gaze could freeze the blood of even the bravest warriors. Everyone in the land trembled at the mention of his name, and his very presence commanded respect and fear.
However, there was one person who was not intimidated by the Fifth Young Master's formidable aura. She was a young girl with an unknown origin, a mysterious past, and an otherworldly beauty. Her crimson eyes sparkled like rubies in the sunlight, and her silver-white hair cascaded down her back like a river of moonlight. She was a vision of loveliness, and yet, there was something about her that seemed almost...ethereal.
The young girl, who would later be known as Leticia, was soft and clingy, always following the Fifth Young Master around like a shadow. She would often say that she wanted to repay him for something, though she couldn't quite remember what. Her memories were shrouded in a deep fog, and her background was a mystery that even the most skilled detectives couldn't unravel. Despite this, she was drawn to the Fifth Young Master like a moth to a flame, and she would often gaze up at him with an adoring expression that made his heart skip a beat.
As time passed, the Fifth Young Master found himself growing more and more fond of Leticia. He cherished her like a treasure, spoiling her rotten and wishing he could give her the world. He would often catch himself smiling at her antics, and his gaze would soften whenever she looked up at him with those big, crimson eyes. But despite his growing affection for her, he couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration. Leticia seemed to know nothing about the world, and her innocence was both captivating and infuriating.
One day, the Fifth Young Master cornered her against the wall, his voice low and dangerous. "Little Letty, if you keep making trouble, don't blame me for being rude," he growled, his eyes flashing with warning. But Leticia just looked up at him with a confused expression, her eyes sparkling with tears. She was only seventeen, and despite her otherworldly beauty, she was still just a child. She didn't understand the ways of the world, and her naivety was both ...refreshing and infuriating. The Fifth Young Master's gaze softened as he looked at her, and he couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt for scaring her. He reached out and gently pinched her cheek, his touch sending shivers down her spine. "What's wrong, Little Letty? Didn't have a good day at school?" he asked, his voice gentle and teasing. Leticia looked up at him with her big, crimson eyes and smiled, "I don't like school, Fifth Master. I only like being with you." The Fifth Master's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled, his gaze tender. "You're a peculiar one, Little Letty," he said, his voice low and husky. He gently pinched her cheek again, his touch sending shivers down her spine. Leticia's face lit up with a bright smile, her crimson eyes sparkling with adoration. "I like it when you touch me, Fifth Master," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. The Fifth Master's eyes darkened, his pupils dilating with desire. But little did he know, Leticia was not like other girls. She was...different.
As the days passed, the Fifth Young Master found himself growing more and more entranced by Leticia's charms. He would often find himself smiling at her antics, and his gaze would soften whenever she looked up at him with those big, crimson eyes. But despite his growing affection for her, he couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration. Leticia seemed to know nothing about the world, and her innocence was both captivating and infuriating.
She would often talk about heaven and earth, celestials and demons, as if they were everyday things.