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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

After carrying Sophia back to her room, Cynthia turned to Jack with tears in her eyes and biting her lip.


She tried to soften his attitude, hoping he would accept her again.


But once trust is broken, it's hard to rebuild. Jack couldn't even be bothered to look at her.


Cynthia stood with him outside the house for two hours before she finally gave up and left.


He waited until Alexander came home from work, watching us share a passionate kiss through the fence. He saw our family of three sitting cozily around the dinner table. Only then did he clutch his aching chest and disappear into the night.


The more he suffered, the more liberated I felt. But Sophia needed a playmate, and as a top-tier incubus, Alexander's feeding periods required my attention.


Amidst the busyness, I unconsciously pushed Jack to the back of my mind again.


Chapter 16