The Erotica Heroine Trapped in a Horror Game
Not happening.
I gave up instantly.
If I was destined to die here, I might as well go out fulfilling my greatest wish—
to turn this bleak world into one giant pleasure heaven.
Doesn’t matter if it’s hot or cold—I’ll make it steamy.
And honestly, even with his face hidden behind that swirling black mist, the boss’s broad shoulders, narrow waist, and deep, magnetic voice were dead giveaways. The guy was built.
Lust makes cowards bold.
So without thinking, I said, “I’ll take shortness of breath, trembling legs, glazed eyes, and… pleasure so intense I die from it.”