A power game that began with a kiss.
An assassination mission twisted into a game of desire.
A truth that must remain buried—because she might be the one who has to choose.
DEAD OR ALIVE
"Go ahead with the interview. I’m in quite a pleasant mood right now."
Her long legs crossed elegantly as she sank back into the sofa, exuding the aura of a queen—one who made people tense up, yet irresistibly drawn to her.
Her sharp, striking face tilted slightly as she raised her glass of wine for a sip, then set it down again, leaving behind a faint trace of crimson lipstick on the rim.
"Yes. I won’t take much of your time."
Naree’s eyes flickered toward the glass before she snapped herself back to focus on her task.
"Are you sure?" Her lips curved into a sly smile.
. . .
That smile—it unsettled her more than she dared to admit.
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READ : Content, Trigger Warning, Sex scene, Death & Violence (Not main character)
READ : Please be aware that while this is not a professional human translation, it is a faithful adaptation by the author to make the story accessible to international readers.
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