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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

"Understood," he said through gritted teeth, voice clipped, strained.

Lilith bit her lip, holding back a laugh. Oh, he was suffering.

She lightly trailed her fingers further, pressing against his inner thigh.

Quinn frowned. "Sir? Are you alright?"

Alexander gritted his teeth so hard, his jaw looked like it could break.

His fingers curled into a fist on the desk. One day, this woman was going to kill him.

Quinn stood there, completely oblivious, waiting for a response, while Alexander fought for his life.

Under the desk, Lilith had no mercy.

Her fingers traced slow, teasing circles against his thigh, light enough to drive him insane but not enough to make him stop her.

Alexander clenched his jaw, his grip on the pen turning deadly. His entire body was stiff, his muscles coiled with unbearable tension.

Chapter 179 Playing with fire (2)