I have cried my heart out

Summary

My husband's childhood sweetheart was born with an 'Enchanting Physique.'

She was a rare saint of seduction; with just a slip of her robe, she could scramble a man's sanity and make even the holiest monk break his vows.

Over the years, my husband's foster sister, Seraphina, tried to seduce him countless times. He never bit.

The entire capital knew that my husband, Silas, was born cold―frigid, even.

In our seven years of marriage, he refused to share a bed with me because of that frigidity.