Synopsis
I ended up possessing the body of Litia, a saintess candidate who caused a massive uproar across the empire after attempting suicide.
And the moment I possessed her—imprisonment and constant surveillance weren’t enough. I was labeled nothing more than a puppet of my father, Duke Mont.To make matters worse, this body’s ex-boyfriend is a complete trash fire. There’s no way I’m living like this forever!While hiding on a terrace to avoid that awful ex, I run into a man.“Need some help?”He approaches Litia readily, offering his help.
Jet-black hair, jet-black eyes, and a devilishly captivating face.“Do you like my face?”
“No.”Only after spending a night with him—like a moment of rebellion—does Litia realize he’s someone she should never have met.“What a shame. Now my lips will be the same color as the future saintess’s.”He keeps appearing before her as she tries to avoid him, teasing her relentlessly.“You really don’t remember anything at all, do you?”He keeps dropping cryptic remarks.
Caliph—just what kind of secret are you hiding?
