enthu_reader

Rumors say that if you ever come across an extremely handsome man in a doctor's coat twirling a shiny scalpel between his fingers with an alluring smile on his lips that takes your breath away…

Run.

For he is the devil.
***
Yang Mingshen’s existence screams of six adjectives - Handsome, wealthy, talented, narcissist, arrogant and evil.

He is an unrivaled doctor from one of the most affluent and prestigious Underworld families, who sees only medicine and his own interests. Until a desire consumes him - to have a woman’s heart.

That woman, Song Jia, continues to put all the wrongs to right as a capable police officer. She, whose life was once saved by the devil doctor, refuses to bend to his tempting seduction.

“I will just take your heart and put it in somebody else's chest. It won't hurt at all, I promise~”

“Yes because I will be dead to feel anything.”

But the bad news comes knocking when Yang Mingshen becomes the lead forensic investigator to assist in her cases. With a devil now clinging to her, she comes across a deep, dark and cruel web of conspiracies stained with blood, love, hatred, revenge, politics and much more.

Treading into dangerous territories, will they be able to uncover the net of lies and deceit? And maybe find love along the way?

*EXCERPT*

“I am not the weak patient anymore. You try to grab my neck and I will break your wrist,” Jia threw him a death glare.

Mingshen leaned in closer, chuckling devilishly. "I told you before, Spicy. I have saved your life. I have touched your heart quite literally. So that heart beating in your chest right now belongs to Yang Mingshen. If I want it, I will have it.”

The Devil Doctor's Spicy Love

Inside the second tunnel, the air was cold, almost icy, and the scent of dampness lingered like an ominous warning. Daxia covered her nose, the smell of decay twitching her nostrils with displeasure. The darkness obscured her view as if she was walking into a blind alley.

At the center of the seemingly endless corridor stood an antique, its surface cracked and stained. Its head was tilted at an angle as if somebody had snapped and broke its bone. The view was grotesque and stomach churning.

She scooted closer to Shilin in horror, her heart racing fast with trepidation.

Shilin looked at her and assuredly smiled. "It's alright. It's a fake antique."

"Y-Yeah…" she wasn't sure if her hoarse voice was due to these nightmarish tricks conjuring her sense of reality or the fact that her extra proximity to Shilin was the culprit.

The three tunnels (2)