Devilish secretary Novel – How quaint. “Ray… what should we do? What if she tells everyone?” A delicate, soft voice whispered, laced with helplessness. “I don’t care, Lia! I don’t like her,” Ray’s voice snapped back, deep and frustrated. “My parents didn’t understand… You know how clingy she was. Even knowing we were in love, she wouldn’t let go. She’s nothing but a cheap orphan, a gold digger.
Just because my grandpa owed her mother doesn’t mean I should marry her.” Lilith stirred, her body stiff and sore as she awoke. Her mind foggy, she tried to piece together where she was. Wasn’t I dead? Her eyes snapped open in realization. Didn’t that god promise I’d be reborn after saving him? Like a goddess of darkness? She blinked against the light, her waist aching as she realized she’d been lying on the cold, hard ground.
The discomfort pulled her out of her disoriented state. Slowly sitting up, she rubbed her waist, scanning the room with sharp eyes. It was nothing like the grand afterlife she had imagined. What the heaven? Lilith thought bitterly. Who dares throw me down like this? Her body tensed as the ache in her waist was quickly replaced by something darker—anger. Her eyes gleamed with the same dangerous light that had once made her enemies tremble. The shadows stirred within her, rising like an old friend.
Lilith took in her surroundings—a basic hotel room with dull beige walls and halfway-drawn curtains letting in dim light. A small table in the corner was littered with half-empty coffee cups, and a mirror hung on one side of the room. The centerpiece was a large king-sized bed, covered in perfectly arranged fluffy white sheets and pillows. The room was dull, uninspiring, and felt too weak compared to the world she had once ruled. Then she heard the voices again. “No, Rayan, Lili is not a gold digger,” Lia said in a pleading tone, her voice soft but defensive. “She’s hardworking… Even after knowing I liked you, she still chased after you.
But it doesn’t matter. We’re soul sisters.” Ray snorted. “No, Lia, no. You’re the true beauty—kind, inside and out. I can’t stand Lilith. She’s annoying as f***.” Lilith’s eyes darkened with irritation. They have no idea who they’re talking about. As she slowly rose to her feet, her waist still throbbing with a dull ache, Lilith muttered under her breath, “Who dares to hurt me?” Her voice was a low growl, deadly but quiet, carrying a promise of something worse. When she turned her head, she saw the source of her discomfort.
She had been unceremoniously dumped on the floor like discarded luggage. Her gaze shifted to the bed, where she spotted a couple, tangled together in each other’s arms, utterly oblivious to her presence. The man’s hands were wrapped tightly around the woman, and Lilith watched with cold detachment as he leaned down, pressing slow kisses to her neck. They were so wrapped up in their little world that they had no ide