"Won't you join the bath with me?" I tilt my head feigning innocence.
He raises a brow coming closer leaning into me. "And why should I?"
"Because..." I drift off moving closer exposing my foamy chest. "Your fiancé is requesting to share a bath with you."
I place my hands on his chest tracing his tattoos before drifting past his stomach keeping eye contact with him the entire time.
"I promise I don't bite." I smile coyly.
He grabs my chin firmly tilting it closer to his face. "No but I do." He flashes his canines.
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Syere after committing suicide finds herself being married off to a god who just so happens to be the king of the underworld.
Three months.
Only three months to make her fall in love with him...or else.
★ cover done by me ★