The Fate of Narendra Women
8. He's a Monster [REVISED]

"Don't I warn you not to approach Iaros?"

Kamila squeezes her hands into each other, instantly facing Lily's anger once Iaros leaves due to her marriage demands.

The event will last two more days, so Iaros needs to do a final dress rehearsal with his future wife, testing the wedding dress and others.

Here, Kamila was also faced with a beautiful rose embroidered dress as her identity that of a Narendra. But the fact that Lily took him because Ana was in the Star castle makes Kamila have to be trapped in anger again.

"Sister." He tried to reply a little. "A-a-I and Young Master—"

"No you and Young Master!" Lily grabbed her hair hard until Kamila knelt down groaning. "A stupid girl like you only knows to be deceived by men! Even if Iaros is Narendra, do you think he can love you?! Nah! Precisely because of her Narendra, because of our Narendra family, she couldn't possibly like a weak and stupid woman like you! Understood?!"

"Young Master said he loved me!"

"He's lying, you crazy man!" Lily barely slapped a hard slap if she did not remember soon the wedding took place and Kamila also had to look beautiful there, as a family member.

The woman pushed her sister. Banging on the part that would not be visible from Kamila's dress until her sister cried loudly.

"I told you to stop hoping!" Lily doesn't care about Kamila's moans. "I told you to shut up like a rat! Your destiny! That's what you're supposed to be!"

Angry and fed up, Lily throws Kamila's dress into her bed before leaving.

He ran down from the spot, rushing to hide himself in the room only to cry.

Excuse me. He's really sorry.

If this is not the case, if he does not make the child continue to weaken and fall, Kamila will be in danger.

Iaros is a dangerous man. He would just crush Kamila in his hands.

He's a demon hiding behind an angel.

"I've been trying to give you that diary!" Lily pacing in fear. Biting his hand no matter it bleeds. "He should have read it!"

It was a story that was not told hereditary as it was a disgrace to their family.

In the past, when Kamila first moved to Narendra and became part of this family, she became involved with Iaros. But that Iaros is Iaros the bastard son of mistress Narendra. Unlike Kamila who is recognized as Narendra, Lady Narendra's illegitimate child is dirt for Narendra.

Kamila loved Iaros. And Iaros lies saying he loves Kamila while toying with his maternal half-brother, Lissa Makaria Narendra.

Mother said that when the name Iaros was revealed to someone, then the character of him and Iaros will be the same.

Although it sounded very unreasonable and was just a scare story, Lily had seen it all.

Iaros.

He couldn't have abused his pure sister any more.

"Please, Kamila. Please." Please." Lily squeezed her arm hard, hoping that the anxiety was gone. "Please get away from the monster."

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Kamila curled up near her bed to vent the hurt.

Sometimes, he really likes to imagine what it would be like if he lived not as Narendra. It is written in many books that women have many jobs besides being mothers and wives. They go out with friends, they go to university, they go find work.

Women out there are not discriminated against. Women can do anything even if there are some restrictions.

But at least women are not told to stay in the room, being princesses who should do nothing but sleep and breathe.

"Why are you crying?"

Kamila raised her face. As Dionysus stood in the doorway, he appeared to be wearing only a thin shirt, which was their sportswear.

Dios walked over to him. "What's wrong? I heard a loud cry so I came. You injured?"

Kamila's hand clutched on her chest, shaking rapidly.

She felt ashamed to be seen crying by someone. Dios was also not someone he knew too closely except for the fact that he was his half-brothers Iaros and Ribia.

"Maybe because I'm not used to it." Dios let out a breath. Stretching out a beautiful rose embroidered black handkerchief. "This. No cry. Narendra shouldn't cry easily."

What does Iaros like about such a whiny woman? Dios was kind when she wondered with a slice.

Narendra women should all be strong. Just like her man. Although there is discrimination where women are not required to wear swords while men want to die pierced by swords is also not a problem, basically Narendra women are also strong.

Mentally strong.

Why is this woman so crybaby? Iaros must be crazy.

Hm, no. Or is that the erotic part? A crying girl sobs that she may fantasize about raping a woman.

Basic c*bul.

"By the way, Kamila." Dios was still pretending to be nice to him. "Who's your partner going to the party?"

It is definitely impossible for Iaros. As Dios knew, Kamila did not have a bodyguard who would usually also be Narendra's partner to the party so as not to be approached by fleas from other families.

"S-I haven't asked Lily, Young Master."

Kamila just woke up. He must have a partner to get down to the party. Since her bodyguard was absent, Kamila meant having to borrow from one of her older sister's bodyguards.

"Then let me."

Kamila was surprised. "You?"

"What's wrong? You don't want to? I'm just offering."

Not not to ....

No, maybe not. Kamila did not know Dios, and somehow she felt uncomfortable.

But Narendra's invitation must be accepted as an honor, so that if Kamila refuses, it means he takes Dios' words lightly.

"Your wife, Young Master?"

"Calm down. I have two wives and only one can go to the party while the other comes to my sister's wives who are not taken. So there's no harm in letting them come both ways. They won't be jealous of you either. You're my brother."

Even though he was stuck, he also felt that it was true.

Narendra's wives were all very beautiful and intelligent. They will not be blind jealous like a fool when they understand Kamila has no partner.

Then immediately he nodded, accepting the offer.

Though he wished he didn't have to come to Iaros' wedding.

"Thank you, Young Master."

Dios smiled gently. Leaving Kamila and chuckling happily.

Let's see the chaotic face of Iaros hugging his new wife as Dios hugged his beloved woman.

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