dYdairy_002

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

His voice was quiet, muffled against her skin as he hugged her from behind.

He buried his face in the curve of her neck, his arms wrapping around her tightly like if he let go, she might vanish.

He gently pulled her long black hair to one side and pressed a soft kiss on her neck, breathing her in slowly, like he needed her scent to calm the storm inside him.

Lilith closed her eyes and melted into him, letting his warmth cover her. She could feel something was off—his grip was tighter, more desperate.

She turned around, meeting his eyes, and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"You okay now?" she asked softly, rubbing the back of his head with her fingers, comforting him.

"Human doll…" she whispered, feeling the tension still sitting heavy in his chest. "What's wrong?"

Chapter 265 If I Disappear...