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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

Outside the café, Lilith stood casually against Alexander's black car, her posture relaxed, yet effortlessly stylish.

She wasn't doing anything special—just leaning, one arm folded, the other resting lazily against the car door. And yet, she stood out.

It wasn't just the way the golden streetlights reflected against her long, smooth hair, or how her office shirt and fitted skirt emphasized her curves effortlessly.

Cool. Confident. Untouchable.

Like she owned the world and had nothing to prove.

Passersby couldn't help but notice her.

A young man walking past slowed down, blatantly checking her out, eyes dragging over her figure.

Another one, standing at the corner, nudged his friend, whispering something under his breath as both of them stole glances in her direction.

At that moment, Lilith didn't just look like someone's secretary.

Chapter 183 Lilith Vs. Grandma Bria (3)