The Fate of Narendra Women

The Fate of Narendra Women
23. I Hate Being a Woman [REVISED]


If Kamila and Iaros had a secret relationship, then the one who knew about it would have been Hera, Aether's first wife. But after Ribia thought about it carefully, now she understood Agav's intentions.


Nobody is moving.


There is nothing to stop the relationship or the feeling developing between them.


Wh why? Even though the sky was split it seemed like the two of them would never be allowed together. Then why are all his sisters' wives silent?


"I can't do anything." Hera answered all of that with a very calm smile. "If Young Master Iaros loves Miss Kamila, I can't stop him. And Young Master can't be more than that either."


"The crazy brother raped Kamila when he was supposed to go impregnate his wife!"


"Relax, Miss. That's not serious."


"What?" Ribia. How could the abuse of her sister be called non-serious?


"I would do something if Miss Kamila actually refused." Hera smiled again. "But in fact, many years of harboring each other's taste, Miss Kamila did not say anything. Wh why? Because it would let everyone know he also loved Young Master."


Ribia was dumbfounded, more than she had been.


Suddenly he felt his footing falter.


If Iaros is not sane, he is only natural. Narendra's education makes all Narendra men do have their own crazy side. But Kamila?


Not likely. Besides, if he really loves Iaros, why would he refuse him?


"I understand." Ribia would not have to accept it. "Then tell me everything you know about them."


"I don't know more than Miss can know."


"Stop the convoluted."


"Please ask that to Young Master Iaros himself, Miss." Hera walked past him. "Excuse me. First Young Master is waiting for me."


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Kamila sat empty and received a mouthful of porridge from the bowl in Iaros's hand. Her face was very pale, but Kamila herself was already tired of herself.


"What's wrong?"


He did not refuse when Iaros' hand was on his face, stroking even though Iaros' expression was flat. Kamila was closed. Letting pleasure and disgust mix.


"I'm disgusting" he murmured weakly. "I like You, but I reject You. I don't want to hurt others for my selfishness, but I also snatch you out of your wife's hands."


"Easy for you." Kamila only forced herself to swallow the porridge despite wanting to vomit. "You're man. You may get married, you may work, you may leave the castle, you may go wherever you want."


While Kamila?


He can't expect anything. Can't see anything. Rules are rules for him.


Unlike Iaros who had a wife but dared to fuck her now, Kamila did not even dare to accept Iaros' feelings because of Helen.


I hate being a woman. Kamila squeezed the blanket hard.


"My camilla." Iaros knew he was breathing on his cheek, the more gently rubbed Kamila's face. "I'm the one who will remove the boundaries in your life. Don't grieve. After this I'll take you away to see things."


After that, Iaros indeed kept his word.


He accompanied Kamila to rest, then when night fell, Iaros took her out to see the beach view from the courtyard of their villa.


He followed Iaros slowly. Withstood the pain in his body because of Iaros's actions, then now held his hand as if no one had seen them.


From a distance, Lily almost lost her footing. But on the other hand, Aether took a sip of her warm ginseng with sharp eyes watching it.


"What is he doing?"


Zephyrus saw it beside him. "The attack held Kamila's hand here, in front of his wife, Iaros began to lose control."


Aether tried not to show anger. As the first child and heir who became the leader for all cousins and brothers, Aether was used to set everything in place.


"Call Helen here."


The woman who had been sitting at the table with Narendra's other wives came to fulfill the call. "You're calling, Young Master?"


Aether hinted she was looking towards Kamila and Iaros although it was clear she was also watching. "separate them. Take Iaros to your room."


"...."


"Why silence?"


The woman was polite. "No, Young Master. I'm sorry."


It's best that he does well because if Aether intervenes, he's used to doing it too decisively.


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