The Rejected Heiress's Possesive Tycoon Husband - Chapter 88 This Woman Is Really Ruthless

Pinning her tall body against the hard wall, he looked into her beautiful emerald green eyes as he spoke in a deep voice, "I have two options for you," his body came closer to hers as he continued, "Be my girlfriend. Or," his lips turned into a sly smile as he whispered close to her ear, "Be my boyfriend." He even dared to wink right before her as his dark orbs glinted amusingly.

«Bleh.» — Imp. An Imp, a monster known to kill with a grin, a demon of the world, a creature of incredible might! Something that no force in the world can stand against! At least that’s what the Main Character would like himself to be, the reality is very different, however.

Exactly that Imp stumbles along a path of unfortunate fortunes and grows through it, in a world that hates its very existence.

It grows more intelligent, more powerful, simply better at whatever it needs to do. Amongst other things, that includes raising children, killing Soldiers, and carving wooden figurines for money.

[Scanning completed][Host detected. System activated]“What's going on?”[Host, I am the system. I will help You Build Your Empire. You have arrived in a world called Proxima Center. It is 10 times bigger than your planet]In This story, we follow the life of Alberto, a World War II veteran who was killed in action during the war.But God decided to give him another life. He sends him to a fantasy world. This fantasy realm is ten times the size of Earth, teeming with legendary creatures and vast nations that rival even the might of the Mongol Empire. Where our main character will build his country entirely from scratch using the system given by God. A powerful system that is capable of making him a powerful beingSo let's enjoy our main character's journey together.Join Alberto on his epic journey as he transforms from a soldier into a sovereign, building alliances, facing formidable foes, and perhaps even discovering love amidst the chaos.

What is love after all, and where does it come from?I can't quite understand it. Perhaps love is just a colorful butterfly, beautiful to look at but forever out of reach.If you try to hold onto it tightly, it will struggle, and in that struggle, it will rub off all its colors and become pale.