ManyWriters

Jack, my boyfriend, is a high-level lust incubus allergic to ordinary people. Only his childhood sweetheart can satisfy him.
To prove his love for me, he is passionately entwined with his childhood sweetheart each time, yet calls out my name.
One day, I accidentally opened an encrypted file he had named "Eternal Love."
But what I saw was a wedding video from seven years ago, featuring him and his little childhood sweetheart.
In disbelief, I tried to drown my sorrows in alcohol, only to be slipped the most potent aphrodisiac.
As my body burned with unbearable heat, I overheard Jack and his friends laughing without restraint.
"Emily's easier to fool than a dog."
"If I can make her stay chaste for me for eight years, I can make her keep an empty bed for life."
Everyone jeered at me for being an old maid.
But some were confused.
"Bro, if you don't love Emily, why not just break up with her?"
Jack tilted his head to deeply kiss his childhood sweetheart, his gaze cold and sharp."If it weren't for her back then, Cynthia's brother would never have died. I want to punish her for Cynthia's sake for the rest of her life."
Years of affection were just his meticulously planned revenge.
My heart was shattered, and I left for three years.
Three years later, I encountered Jack again.
His body was emaciated, his eyes dim, looking as if he'd been starving for a long time. He grabbed my neck, about to kiss me.
"Emily, I'll never do anything to make you unhappy again. Can we continue our relationship?"
His eyes were full of me.
But I glanced at the little girl beside me and smiled, saying, "Jack, I've been married for a while now."

His Incubus Hunger, My Heartbreak

During this time, Jack took Cynthia on a vacation to Hawaii, updating his Instagram almost hourly.


"The bliss of a mom-to-be is not even having to put on her own shoes~"


In the photo, Jack was down on one knee, slipping shoes onto her feet.


In the comments section, Jack's parents chimed in: "Emily should be doing that kind of thing! You two lovebirds should be relaxing!"


"Where's Emily? If she can't even handle taking care of Cynthia, she might as well pack her bags and leave!"


When Jack first met me, his father was paralyzed from a stroke, and his mother was in tears all day.


I quit my acting job and took care of his father day and night for nearly a year until he regained his ability to walk.


But apparently, they felt no gratitude towards me whatsoever.


They just expected me to be their son's maid!


I took screenshots of Cynthia's social media posts.


I went to the bank and pulled up the records of all the money transfers I'd made to Jack's parents over the years.


Then, I took the custom engagement ring I never got to give and returned to the jewelry store: "Please help me return this. I don't need it anymore."


"Ms. Emily, are you sure? You spent so long choosing this ring. Do you really want to return it?"The sales consultant couldn't understand why I suddenly changed my mind.


I smiled faintly and said calmly, "He's already married."


The sales consultant was stunned, her eyes instantly filled with sympathy.


"Ms. Emily... I'll process your refund right away. Please take care."


After dealing with all that, I wandered aimlessly through the city streets, unknowingly ending up at the underground bar where Jack had first confessed his love to me.


This bar was a gathering place for incubi.


Many incubi with partners came here to feed and seek pleasure.


Back then, Jack had shown me how greedy those incubi looked while feeding, telling me he loved my soul, not my body.


I was touched and accepted his confession.


But after watching that wedding video, I finally understood. Jack didn't love my soul; he just needed a "pure" sacrifice who would remain chaste for Cynthia.


With a heart full of sorrow, I tried to drown my sorrows in alcohol.


But after just two glasses of whiskey, my body felt an unusual heat.


My whole face turned deep pink. As I stumbled towards the exit, two muscular, tattooed men blocked my way.


"Hey beautiful, ever heard of incubi?""The incubus is amazing in bed, you're in for a treat tonight! You'll get to experience it firsthand!"


They dragged me into a secluded alley, with one on each side.


I bent down to pick up a bottle from the ground, smashed it, and held the sharp edge to my throat. Only then did I manage to escape.


My mind was hazy as I stumbled back to the apartment, about to open the door.


Suddenly, I heard Jack and his friends' raucous laughter from inside.


"Bro, Emily's such a gorgeous babe. You're really gonna hand her over Loki? That low-class incubus is crawling with diseases."


"Now that he's touched Emily, she'll probably be running to the hospital every day for the rest of her life."


Chapter 5