I woke up in the body of a character from a bizarre horror story. The problem? I possessed the body of a maid destined to be killed by the male lead in the future.
I tried to escape, but circumstances kept me trapped, leaving me helpless and frustrated.
“Right now, you’re just a little boy, aren’t you?”
Standing before me is the young master—still just a child.
“Now, young master. You must never kill people.”
So I started teaching him early on that killing people is bad. Yes, I taught him well, but…
* * *
“Ah, ngh, ahh, ahh!”
“Roselia, your p*ssy is gripping my c*ck too tightly.”
“Stop saying such—ahh—things, ngh!”
Russell’s movements grew fiercer. The overwhelming sensation of him reaching deep inside made tears stream down her face. Before long, that same feeling returned.
“Ahh, ahh, ahh, ngh…!”
Roselia’s body trembled uncontrollably, and her mind went blank as though fireworks had exploded inside her head. Between the places where they were connected, fluids dripped freely, and her inner walls clenched tightly around Russell’s length.
“I love you, Roselia.”
His whispered confession of love wasn’t sweet—it sent chills down her spine. She avoided the death flag, only to end up with a terrifyingly strange one instead…!
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