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After centuries of ruling the underworld with terrifying power, Lilith dies in an epic battle, only to be reborn in the human world. But instead of a grand rebirth as a queen of darkness, she's reincarnated as something far more mundane—a secretary. Rather than despair, Lilith finds this new life amusing. After all, who would suspect the devil herself to be working a 9-to-5?

Settling into her new reality, Lilith embraces her role, living in a luxurious apartment and working diligently in her office. Though her devilish instincts are hard to suppress, she's determined to be the perfect secretary. But when people push her too far, the devil within still comes out to play.

When a creep in the office dares to look at her the wrong way, she calmly fixes her gaze on him. "You keep staring like that, and I'll show you what a broken wrist feels like." The man quickly scurries away, leaving Lilith with a satisfied smirk.

Even the rich, entitled girl from accounting isn't safe from her wrath. "You think you can push me around just because you've got money? I've burned entire kingdoms for less. Don't test me." She says this with a calm smile, her eyes glinting dangerously.

The day continued like that—stopping creeps in their tracks, putting rude heiresses in their place, and being the flawless secretary she intended to be. But, of course, her boss—the CEO—had his eyes on her, more curious than ever. And while the entire office might fear her or wonder about her, she remained blissfully indifferent. This was fun. And she wasn't here to impress anyone but herself.

Who knew being a secretary could be so... interesting?

Devilish secretary

Dr. Jones observed the man before him, his expression unreadable, yet his sharp eyes took in every detail. Alexander Carter—cold, emotionless, and composed—sat before him on the luxurious hospital bed, his breathing slow and controlled.

The room was silent except for the faint ticking of the clock on the wall.

"Take a deep breath," Dr. Jones instructed, his voice calm yet firm.

Alexander obeyed, inhaling deeply before exhaling slowly.

Dr. Jones sighed, glancing at his notes. "Dr. Hayes briefed me about your case..." he paused before meeting Alexander's gaze, his voice lowering. "To be honest, even if you attend all your sessions, you won't ever be completely normal."

Alexander's fingers twitched slightly, but his face remained expressionless.

Dr. Jones continued, his words deliberate. "If you want to be fully cured... it depends entirely on you. However—" He placed his clipboard down and folded his arms.

Chapter 144 You will lose them