Kuroitsuki

Xion Aijawa thought his life was finally coming together. That is, until he tried saving a cat stuck in a tree, fell into a pit, and... died

In his disoriented sate of "Freshly dead" the silly Xion accepted a strange request and ended up transmigrating into the world full of dungeons and Mana. 

He became illegitimate child of Marquis family hated by his three siblings.

According to the memory of the original owner of the body, Xion only had a month to live.

So, taking the cover of the banquet, Xion ran away. Aided by a mysterious Mall System, he makes his way to the distant borderlands, hoping to put his past behind him. 

But fate has other plans-. Xion ends up saving Darius Rael Darkhelm, the feared Archduke of the North, notorious for his ruthless and deranged nature. 

The silly Xion tried to run away but...

 Xion's heart thumped loudly as Darius effortlessly pinned his wrists using only one hand.

"I've heard you tried to run away."

Darius gently caressed Xion's pale cheek, "That must be a lie... After all, I've given you things even the royal family can't have. Isn't that right, my dear healer?" 

Xion gulped when Darius's thumb brushed his lower lip as a chilling smirk remained on his handsome face.

 "I-I think I should leave, Your Grace. I've overstayed my welcome..."

The room grew cold, and struggling Xion shivered.

 Darius's green eyes dimmed before lighting up with a dangerous glint. 

Xion felt a pit growing in his stomach when he saw the deranged archduke smile. Darius never smiled. And whenever he did, it only meant trouble.

"You're right," Darius said calmly. "So, let's get married."

Xion "...!!!!"
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This book will lean toward dark romance, but there will be no r@pe. This author doesn't like glorifying SA as romance.

[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke

At first, Xion wasn't sure if what he saw was reality or just an illusion. The girl standing near the open doors bore little resemblance to the freckled maid he had once called a friend.

But as soon as their eyes met, he knew.

"E-Eli…?" The words left his lips before he could think. His breath caught in his throat as Eli walked toward him, and for a brief moment, something flickered in her deep brown eyes.

Perhaps recognition. Or hesitation. But just as quickly, it was masked by a dazzling smile, so perfect it almost seemed unnatural.

"I knew you would be here, young master." Her voice was warm and gentle, yet it oddly made Xion's ears itch and not in a good way.

Xion took a step forward, his brows drawing together. That wasn't the way she used to smile.

There had been a time when Eli's laughter had been restrained with shyness, but it was bright, nonetheless. Her freckles used to dance across her cheeks in the sunlight whenever she grinned.

Like A Fallen Angel