جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 10

I am a succubus, and during my heat cycle, I must have sex with a partner to survive.After rescuing a serpentfolk man, a species renowned in the beast-kin world for possessing the most potent sexual prowess of all, I used the favor to make him help me through my heat.And just as I was clinging to him again, begging him to take care of my needs, a stream of scrolling comments flashed before my eyes:[The villainess doesn't even realize she's been hate-sexed this whole time! The male lead despises her for defiling his body!][The heroine was THIS close to meeting the male lead first! It's all the villainess's fault for intercepting him!][Every single time they do it, the male lead is actually thinking about the heroine! Thank god the villainess is about to be written off!][Once the male lead recovers his memories, the first person he'll punish is the villainess — he'll throw her into a pit of beastfolk during her heat...]So I was nothing but the villainess in some novel.My hand, wh

Back home, Jace crouched down out of habit, reaching to change my shoes.I used to love this part — watching his long, elegant fingers grip my ankle, carefully easing my foot into a slipper.All cold-faced and dutiful, the perfect husband.I'd seize the moment to run my hand up his abs and watch him struggle to keep his composure.His voice would go low and rough, and he'd scold me under his breath."Selene, don't start something here."I'd giggle, pushing it further.Things always spiraled out of control after that.But now, his touch made me flinch.His hand hovered in midair, then slowly withdrew."I'll do it myself."I crouched down, fumbling with my shoelaces. "I'm not a child. You don't have to do this every time."Jace stood, looking down at me."Selene, something's off with you."I forced a smile. "No, it isn't."He was quiet for a beat, then suddenly said:"There's a banquet tomorrow. Want to come?"My fingers froze on the laces.I used to beg him to take me to these events. I

Several seconds of dead silence.Mr. Johnson let out a laugh. "My, my, Selene... switching things up?""Mr. Johnson, let's not jump to conclusions."Someone tried to smooth things over. "She's just out having fun, right?"I opened my mouth. Not a single word came out.Jace still hadn't spoken. His gaze was locked on Luca.Luca shrank under the stare, whispering to me: "Who is that? His eyes are terrifying..."Before I could answer, Jace walked over.His shoes struck the floor, unhurried, measured. My heart clenched with every step.He stopped in front of me and looked down."Had enough fun?"Jace pulled me out of the bar.I stumbled a few steps and glanced back.Luca watched me go, all puppy eyes, mouthing "bye bye" at me.Before I could respond, Jace shoved me into the car.The door slammed shut.The silence inside was suffocating.I stole a look at him.He sat in the driver's seat, not starting the engine. Instead, he loosened his tie.I swallowed.I'd told Jace before that my favori

That afternoon, when Jace left, I followed him.The taxi stopped in front of a hotel.I sat inside the car, peering through the window.The lobby was busy — men and women in expensive clothes milling about.A woman walked beside Jace.White dress, long hair, petite. She looked like a little bird next to him.She tilted her face up to talk to him, eyes curving when she smiled. He inclined his head to listen. I couldn't read his expression from here.They crossed the lobby and headed toward the elevators.[The male lead and the heroine are going to a room!][I've savored this part of the original ten times over! The smut is CHEF'S KISS!][Everyone thinks the serpent husband is cold, but honestly — if you ran into this model in real life, who WOULDN'T want a taste?]I read the comments and stumbled, bumping into a solid back."Selene?"I looked up.Silver-gray hair, pale amber eyes, pointed ears lined with scale patterns.Luca.He could tell my mood was off. He took me for a drive.He bro

After that, his excuses to see me multiplied.The first time, it was food.He said he'd been passing by on his way to work and grabbed some fruit. He left the bag at my door and turned to leave.I opened the bag. Everything inside was something I loved. Strawberries, cherries, mangosteens.The second time, it was a repair.He must have noticed during his last visit that my pipes leaked, making a faint dripping sound. It was barely noticeable, but somehow he'd caught it.His visits grew more frequent.Once a week became every three days, then nearly every day.Every time, he had a reason.I went from saying "thanks" to asking if he wanted to stay for dinner.He always said no.But the next day, he'd be back.I couldn't figure him out.What did he want?Didn't the comments say he'd recovered his memories? Wasn't he supposed to hate me? Throw me into a pit of beastfolk?So why did he keep showing up at my door?Then came that day.I was at the mall, shopping. I'd just stepped off the esca