“Just dance, like a living doll.”... more>>

On the day she contemplated giving up ballet, a passion she had dedicated her entire life to, that man, the terrifyingly beautiful Enrico Michele, approached like a whispering devil, presenting a cunning proposal.

“Then I’ll tell you about your dead parents.”

A secret he hinted at along with an ambiguous sponsorship.

“Don’t you want to know the truth?”

Even knowing that becoming a puppet for him would lead her further into darkness, she was willing to do so to unravel the mystery of her parents’ death. <<less

"Don’t die, Daphne. You were my only salvation."... more>>

The prince, whom I didn't even know, saved me and then died. In a kingdom destined to fall within a year's span, I pledged to repay the prince's kindness. However, the prince, rumored to be a dreadful monster, was determined to hide himself.

"What is this? Your Highness, why are you so handsome?"

"Stop it. Don't call me cute or adorable!"

However, the prince shrouded in tales of monstrosity revealed himself to be nothing but a bashful and cautious man. Excellent! I thought, determined to coax him and live together happily this time.

"The princess has been assassinated. It's time for the exiled prince to return to the throne."

Abruptly, after the demise of the heroine, the prince was to be crowned as the next ruler. As someone who had been by the prince's side all along, I was bound to become a pawn in the political game.

"Farewell, Your Highness. Be happy."

"Don't go, Daphne. You promised to stay by my side. Please..."

"I apologize."

In order to survive on my own, I had no choice but to escape the kingdom. However, contrary to my memory, the kingdom didn't fall within a year.

"Did you enjoy your time? Were you happy without me?"

Where did my adorable prince go? Instead, an overwhelming obsessive man stood before me, blocking my path. <<less

The moment my life, which was used solely for my younger sister, ended in vain, I returned to the past. So, this time, I decided to live solely for myself. I had long since abandoned any lingering attachment to the harmonious family I had once desired so much.... more>>

As I was changing my life for the better and living well, for some reason, the marquis who liked Leila in my previous life started showing interest in me.

“There’s no need to greet me so formally. Just call me Delian comfortably.”

Moreover, the crown prince, whom I had never met before, also claims to like me.

“Miss Rowenloa, would you attend this banquet with me as my partner?”

Thanks to the people who have seeped into my life, which I thought I would live alone, I now have a new goal. I will trample on those who torment me in both my previous and current lives and become the best.

Together with my people. <<less

In the novel, the sh*t car character ends up being scrapped.... more>>

Furthermore, it's inevitable for the family of the sh*t car to also meet ruin.

However, I have something to say.

Speaking as the daughter of that tr*sh.

"I want to say that my life has also been difficult because my father was a piece of shit."

***

Aer, who survived from drowning, recalled memories of her past life.

She realized that the place she lived in was from a web novel called 'Under the Moonlit Moonflower.'

Moreover, she was enraged by the fact that she was a minor character who barely appeared in the story. So, she tried to secure money before her family's downfall, but...

Why are they so obsessed and going crazy?

If it's the obsession of an awakened individual, it's very persistent.

Because of her father's foolish obsession, the house was always cold. By seeing her father longing for his mate, she realized how tedious an awakened person's fixation could be.

So how could an Awakened's obsession be seen as a good thing?

"So. You, and you. You."

Since you're the ambassadors of obsession, could you please stay away? I don't even like the smell of an Awakened.

But.......

Aer looked at the man laughing quietly beside her. The affectionate smile remained unchanged.

Surely it wouldn't be .....

Why does it feel so intense? <<less