[R-Rated] [No Rape]

"Your obsession is my downfall."

His downfall: A little clumsy missing soul retrieved in another body, steering someone else's life. The other name of danger even excluding the differences she transmits.

His identity was safe until one fun night. After that night, slowly everything gets exposed to the danger. Nothing is safe anymore. Not even his emotions.

Her obsession: An arrogant, solely odd man who appeared from nowhere.

Finding her missing soul and getting rid of the prime minister were her biggest quests. But in the process, she explores something more, something unusual.

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"Are you a succubus?" Her glossy eyes darkened slowly. Frustration built inside, boiling her blood up as hot as lava. She was mad at herself, not at him.

The pupil of the man's eyes narrowed as he stopped his fast pace and leered up at her flushed face. "And what made you think that way?" The question answered with another question.

Flustered, she moved away and pulled herself up. "I-I feel like you are leading me to darkness." Her voice stuttered, staving off her heavy breaths.

He grabbed the towel and tapped on his forehead, wiping the droplets of sweats out. "Don't you think they are my tricks, little hazelnut?" His straight face pinched her heart though she managed to avoid it.

"To kill me?" She met his gaze, her eyes glinted, not sure if it was pain or fear.

And as expected, he didn't bother, just let out a sneer. "Maybe, I don't feel a thing. But not that type to give myself solely just because of some ridiculous revenge." Whilst she remained silent, he leaned close to her and ran his finger on her alluring lips with his eyes tone swirling to pitch dark. "Even if it so, don't worry. You're is too powerful for me to win against."

ILma

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