I possessed the body of a wizard who placed a curse on the second male lead.
If things continue like this, I will be killed by the second male lead, who will eventually regain his strength thanks to the heroine.
Before that happens, I have to break the curse myself.
Then he won’t come looking for me.
“My Lord. Shall we hold hands?”
“No.”
“My Lord. Shall we sleep together?”
“No.”
“My Lord. If you would let me touch you just once….”
“No.”
But my prickly Lord won’t listen to me.
Please, just cooperate. I need to survive!
***
“You said you wanted to touch me.”
The Lord, whom I saw for the first time in a year, was no longer a youthful boy.
The hand that seized me, the embrace that held me close, and the fierce gaze looking down at me—all of it—
“So, why did you run away on your own?”
—was that of a grown man.
A man who was arrogant, relentless, and filled with desire.
“If you stay by my side, I can keep touching you like this.”
As he pressed down on me, he whispered in the sweetest voice I’d ever heard.
“Reina. You will never escape from me again.”
