Contract Marriage with the Devil Duke (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 87
Dimidius leaned forward into the small wooden box and held her face. It was painful to look at Orentia’s face engulfed in despair. What did her nightmare truly mean? Was she the only one left in a world destined for ruin?
Dimidius spoke to Orentia in a heart-wrenching voice.
“Don’t collapse here. You’re far stronger than that.”
If one remained trapped too long in the nightmare Mongma had created, their vital energy would be drained. Once all their energy was siphoned away, they would die looking as if every drop of blood had been sucked from their body.
He couldn’t let that happen to Orentia.
Dimidius fervently pondered how to make Orentia recognize him. Merely calling her name didn’t seem enough.
Then he remembered Orentia asking him about kisses at the ducal palace’s banquet. Back then, she hadn’t seemed to recall that kiss herself. Dimidius hadn’t made a fuss about it, but he’d always wanted to talk about that moment with her as if it were nothing unusual. He wanted to become that kind of lover.
In a world filled with black smoke and ash, Dimidius reached into the small wooden box, took Orentia’s arm, and pulled her out. Then he charged straight for her lips. He wanted, by any means necessary, to soothe her exhausted heart. He bit gently on Orentia’s dry lips, transferring warmth—as if to say she wasn’t alone in this ruined world.
‘I’ll stay with you forever.’
Dimidius’s kiss was deep and desperate. Orentia, who had been as still as stone, slowly moved her lips in response. She had finally realized Dimidius was truly beside her.
When the long kiss ended, Orentia’s lips trembled. Crystal-clear tears, like morning dew, fell from her eyes.
“…Dimidius?”
How long had he yearned to hear his name called by her?
Overcome with emotion, Dimidius pulled Orentia into his arms. Her frail body was completely enveloped in his embrace.
“Orentia, are you feeling a bit more clear-headed now?”
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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What about her cousin Sokor? It might explain his personality changes.