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"Sin... it's a word that suits me, not you." A mesmerizing low-pitched voice rang into my ears. It sounded heavy and deep as if it came from a cave. It was a devilish baritone, like a deep rumble from a cavern. Lily didn't seem to notice how it sounded like he was restraining his anger. This was the first time she heard his voice. "Tell me. Who were you mourning for until our wedding day today?" Lily wore a plain black dress that covered her from neck to toe in uncomfortable and unsightly fabric. Even if she really was mourning, the outfit was just too excessive. "Is it for your first husband who died during the war? Or is it for your second husband who died recently?" "It's not like that. I'm really... Ah!" He turned her over until she was on all fours. A hand mercilessly slid into her dress. The sound of the stiff fabric crumpling accompanied her scream. It was obvious what a touch to the inner thigh meant. Tension and fear curled in her gut as the duke firmly held her by her hair, causing her to look up and see the sacred artefacts and statues on the wall. Her conscience flinched. Lily shut her eyes and his voice pierced through like a punishment once again. "Or were you thinking about your third husband's―my―death?" Duke Vladislav de Winter. And as of today, Lily's third spouse. They were supposed to be having their wedding in this very chapel. Lily was unable to answer his question as his fingers unexpectedly dug into the apex of her thighs. Thick, calloused fingers spread her flesh and brushed against a particularly sensitive spot. Electricity coursed through her body.

Title : When the Main Bottom Becomes the Yandere Top 메인수가 집착광공이 되면 I possessed the main top of a cruel, BL novel, but the innocent, main bottom's weird. I thought we were just normal friends. Because he was acting differently from the original novel from the very beginning. So then, why're you acting like a yandere top? "Stay with me, forever." Isn't that supposed to be my line...? [Book Excerpt] A toothmark was imprinted on his tender skin. The embedded mark wasn't as deep as the one on my finger, but it was definitely redder than anywhere else. Evan looked at the faint mark that looked as if it was about to fade, admiring it like a diamond ring. "Makes it look like we have couple rings, huh. But it's kinda faint." "Doing this..." "Though I kinda wish you bit harder." Evan showed a satisfied smile, wiping the saliva at the corner of my mouth. The clouds parted, brightening up the surroundings. And yet, I couldn't break free from this creepy feeling. Evan doesn't seem like the original's Evan Pristin either. "Should we go now? It's really hot, isn't it?" He wiped the sweat trickling down his forehead with the back of his hand. And then left, striding out into the sun. "Hail. You're not coming?" The sun shone down above Evan's head like a spotlight. He was so dazzling, it hurt. The scorching heat cut into my whole body. My finger stung. "You." The question hidden in my heart eventually burst from my mouth. Evan paused where he was. Me under the shadow of the building, Evan in the sun. I looked at Evan, who looked more dazzling than the bright light. His face lit up with his usual, gentle smile. Even though there seemed nothing wrong when I looked at him like this. Even though this scene looked really peaceful and beautiful. "Are you really..." The blood trickling down my ring finger fell to the ground. "Evan Pristin?"