For 20 years I took care of my mother, who had dementia.
But instead of appreciative gazes, I received cold gazes and contempt from my family instead.... more>>

But then a miracle happened to me.

“I am . . . young again?”

Unbelievably, my body has turned back to how I had looked in my early 20s.

But from that day on, something strange has also been happening.
I keep hearing grotesque sounds, and monsters keep coming at me.

It’s nice to have my youth back again, but. . .
it seems that my youth is not the only thing that I’ve got. <<less

“Seilia.”... more>>

“I don’t think we’re on terms to address each other like that, Your Majesty.”

This was their first conversation.

After ending things with Leo, who had betrayed her and had an affair with Princess Blair, this was their first exchange in a year.

She didn’t care why he spoke to her. It didn’t matter what his reason was.

“Please leave.”

Even as she spat out those words, trembling at the thought of being in the same space as him, the man simply stared at her without any intention of leaving.

“If you don’t leave, Your Majesty, I will.”

Perhaps considering the last shred of goodwill she might have had, she intended to give a light farewell and leave, but he stopped her and finally spoke.

“I’m not finished talking yet.”

“Do we even have anything left to talk about?”

“Yes, I guess dragging this out is unpleasant for both of us.”

After finishing his sentence, Leo looked at Seilia with indifferent eyes and spoke again.

“Let me be straightforward. Marry me.”

It was a second proposal from the man who had abandoned her. <<less

In the original story, everyone was doomed to die in a bloody rampage caused by the hidden villain.... more>>

And now, I’ve somehow ended up as the private tutor of Duke Bordel younger brother, who turns the empire into a sea of blood?

(Congrats to me)

I’ve officially boarded the death route!

(Yay...)

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Now that I’m tangled in the plot, my one and only goal is survival!

Since the villain is a secret softie (but only to his people), I decided to become his female friend.

Thanks to my survival-mode flattery, I became one of his trusted allies—and with blood, sweat, and tears, I even managed to change the original story!

Mission complete! I just want to live quietly and avoid the villain from now on.

But then he says:

"How about quitting as a tutor and becoming the Duchess of Bordel instead?"

Ever been proposed to by your boss after trying to resign?

"I think I’d rather stay as a tutor."

"And what does that means...?"

"It means no."

Listen, boss. Even if the plot has changed, you’re still the villain. And villains were never part of my long-life plan.

Sorry, but—

I Refuse the Obsessive Villain’s Proposal! <<less

“It suits me better. The gorgeous dress, the seat next to your fiance… and your life.”... more>>

I lost everything to my beloved maid. My family, my fiancé, and in the end, even my own name. The real Lady Eleanor had become a fake. But Eleanor didn’t despair. Instead, she smiled sweetly at the maid who had taken her life.

“Thank you for becoming the real one in my place.”

The abusive father, the arrogant fiancé, the life that was not better than death. It was no longer hers anyway.

She had no regrets about the position that had been taken away.

“You wanted it to be me. So bear it, even my misfortune.”

Now, it was time to draw the sword of revenge. <<less

Olivia Harper, the Eighth Tutor of the Troublesome Prince.... more>>

With her arrival, the Felice Palace changed.

The once desolate gardens bloomed with flowers of every color, and smiles returned to the faces of the palace staff.

Even the three princes could not remain untouched by the change she brought.

It seemed that the bright and peaceful days would continue forever.

That is, until the day Olivia Harper suddenly disappeared.

"You didn’t know? That I’ve wanted you all this time, desperately, unbearably?"

Nathaniel Seymour, the Crown Prince of Valorice, once gentle and kind.

Now, five years later, the man standing before her bore no trace of the person she remembered.

"I used to ache to taste your lips, to savor each slender finger, to brand your body with signs that marked you as mine."

The man who stole a kiss without permission was now a beast, a king seated on a throne soaked in blood.

A predator who would chase his prey to the ends of the earth just to sink his teeth in.

"If you didn’t know, remember it now. Saying you were drunk and forgot won’t work anymore."

This time, the beast had marked her as its prey. <<less