Macy, a ghost-painter, lives exploited by her family for her talent. Her legs are becoming limp, and her hands stiffen due to the Name’s curse.... more>>

The only way to break the curse is to make contact with the Name’s master.

"Take it off."
"Excuse me?"
"Take it off. Are you deaf too?"

Finally meeting the name partner, Eren.

He wishes to proceed with the Name treatment in a secluded cabin, with eyes covered.

He does not hide his unwelcome attitude….

"Do you have someone you want to kiss?"

The man who showed such detachment begins to show inexplicable possessiveness towards Macy.

* * *

"Eren, you're my paramour, not my lover, right?"
"Ah, you want to treat me like a paramour?"
"Is that wrong?"

He twisted his mouth as if it was ludicrous.

"Completely wrong. You seem to have misunderstood; you should have only me as your man. You can never marry and must wait for me alone in that dark, dreary cabin forever."
"Why?"
"Because I decided so."

The mouth that uttered such arrogant words suddenly engulfed Macy's lips.

Unable to bear his twisted love, she fled, but he found her again.

"Come here, Macy. I won't be angry."

His face looked the same yet different.

There was madness lingering in his bloodshot eyes. <<less

“I will marry Duke Caspar Meridium in a year.”
“I salute you, lady. “You will be a happy bride.”
"thank you. But you will kill me that day and marry my husband.”... more>>

… yes? Me?

A maid's contract with the Marquis Inain, whom she accepted for asylum.
There is only one condition for termination of this contract.
The only thing I will attend is the safe marriage of the Marquis's daughter, Ibrosa Inain.

Even though it was sad, he endured it and was mistreated at Inain's mansion for 6 years.
When she gets married at the end of this year, I will finally be free.
One morning, this wicked, tyrant, and immature girl turned into someone else?

As the young lady's 'prophecy' suddenly changed, everything begins to progress quickly... … .

It turns out that my reality is like a novel full of tricks.
Can I really just trust the lady like this? <<less

He was the hand of God, the painter of the century. My husband became the best artist in the empire. ... more>>

And I was his shadow.

Even when my work went viral under my husband’s name, even when people spoke ill of me behind my back.

It was still good. Because I loved my husband.

But on our wedding anniversary.

“You are the only person I truly love.”

I witnessed my husband whispering his love to my best friend.

At the very moment when my husband saw me discovering his infidelity, his face contorted viciously and pushed me away.

“Where are you raising your voice to your husband?!”

I realized.

I realized that that man had never loved me.

So I decided to become the evil wife they spoke of.

*

“I have a special story for you.”

Ines suggested in a strained voice.

A man as beautiful as God turned his eyes gently to her.

“It’s a special story, our newspaper won’t print the case if it’s not good enough……..”

“It’s the fall of the painter known as the Hand of God…”

Ines continued in a tense voice.

“Isn’t this good enough a scandal to be published in Elton, the greatest daily newspaper in the empire?”

“Then what does Countess Brighton gain from the scandal?”

“My life.”

Ines’ answer brought a different expression to the man’s eyes for the first time. <<less