
Married to My Executioner
Authorstriving rabbit
On GoingI was the most gifted Magician in my family. But to be with an ordinary man, I concealed my identity and turned my back on my heritage. On our wedding night, I found myself strapped to an Examination Table. Wilson Spencer held a scalpel, whispering in my ear with the same tender tone he used for sweet nothings. "I know you're a Magician. You can't die! Just endure this a little longer. Once the Miracle Cure works and saves Luna, I'll marry you." After that, I was tortured to death six excruciating times. By the seventh attempt, he finally succeeded. But by then, my magic was fading—and I was dying for real.







