He is rich, he is a gifted child and an undeniably good-looking man, but XZ's life is not as simple and smooth sailing as it seem. His wealth did not give him justice. Instead, his wealth placed him in danger all his life. Being an only child and sole inheritor of his mother's properties, death is always chasing him. In a battle between life and death, what will prevail for XZ, life... or death?

"Love is..." I explored my brain to find the most suitable word in my dictionary that could fit in the definition I was trying to say; the definition that could make the jerk, sitting opposite me with a smirk on his face, believe in 'love'. "Bullshit?" He offered with a huge arrogant smirk on his face and no matter how much I agreed with him on this particular matter, I couldn't agree. So, instead of nodding my head in agreement, I scowled at him. His smirk grew bigger and he leaned away from me, gazing at me with his piercing grey eyes. "Finding it hard to make me believe in love when you yourself don't believe in that shit, huh?" With his piercing grey gaze fixed on my every move, I realized that 'being the devil's cupid' was going to be a lot tougher than I had initially thought. (By the author of 'And We Meet Again')