I Repeated The Same Day For 500 Years - Chapter 230 - Have a Glass?

When you're reborn as Jorah Mormont you ain't got much. A Dad looking to bale and go spend his days hanging out with the guys on the Wall, a wild Aunt raising your wild cousins you can't stand, an arranged marriage to a girl you never met with a dowry almost low enough to be an insult, and a populace of smallfolk so inebriated and incompetent its no wonder nothing's changed around here in 8,000 years. Hopefully the gold finger granted by Levid's Magically Wheel of Reincarnation can help.A really nice pair of testicles.With that, the right attitude, and a shovel I have everything I need to dig a nice grave to lay in.Or Bag End. Let's see which happens first.

Mature content (18+)“How far would you go for love?”Cruel and twisted Atlas Martini had 3 rules.1. Never mix business with pleasure2. Don't ever give second chances3. Never get emotional attached to someone.He has never been tempted to break these rules until he met her.His new secretary, Meredith Rossi.With her big glasses and doe eyes, she was the most innocent and pure woman he has ever met. he couldn't wait to taint her.To ruin, claim and bend her over his desk.She was supposed to be a prey for him to play around with until he found himself addicted to her. Like a drug, he craved an overdose.Now she was his secretary,His AngelHis good girl.A woman with dark secrets, Meredith Rossi didn't think running away from home with her little brother would change her life forever. Her boss was everything she should avoid.Fierce, ruthless, a promised pain and sexy as hell.When he proposition a devilish deal she agreed because life was too short not to live out your dark fantasies. Temptation was the ultimate ruin of man and if she was going down she might as well pick her poison which was him.Now he was her BossHer dominantHer ultimate downfall.Theirs was a love story that questioned how far you would go for love---would you fall in love with a cursed monster?-------------------Excerpt;“You got such a dirty imagination for an Angel.” Atlas grasped her chin in one hand and forced her to meet his gaze.“Touch yourself Angel.” Atlas ordered, his breath tickling her ear.“Let me see what you do when you are alone with your dirty fantasies.”

The readers of this harsh world had no interest in the villain’s story. But why didn’t they know? It was also the era of random possession meta.