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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

And she saw the worried face of her human doll. His expression, the emotions in his eyes—she knew this face well.

Alexander.

And there was no one else. Only her human doll, looking at her as if she had just disappeared and come back to life.

"You have no idea how worried I am, Lili! Please take care of yourself next time," Alexander sighed in relief, his fingers brushing against her smooth cheek. His touch was warm, but his hands trembled slightly. His eyes, usually calm, were filled with emotions too raw to hide.

"I don't know how I should live without you…" he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.

Lilith blinked, her sharp eyes scanning the surroundings. A hospital ward? She was in a bed, the scent of antiseptic lingering faintly in the air.

A slow smile and curled on Lilith's lips. Tch, how troublesome.

It was time to punish her human doll...for being cruel to himself.

Chapter 169 Lilies for Lilith