She looked at him, daring him to flinch. He didn't.
"I was once the Queen of Hell," Lilith whispered. "I ruled over chaos, flame, and death. But I wasn't always cruel. I saved a god once. And in return, he promised me… if I ever died, I'd be reborn in another life."
She smiled slightly.
"When I died, I thought I'd return to my throne in the underworld. But no. I opened my eyes here—in a body that wasn't mine, in a world full of petty rules and offices."
He was still speechless.
"And so," she said softly, "I decided… maybe I'll live normally. Try something new. Be a secretary. And then I heard about you—Sebastian Carter, the CEO who fired secretaries like they were tissues. I was… curious."
Her voice dropped to a near-whisper.
"I thought it would be amusing. And you were."
Alexander blinked slowly. His chest rose and fell.
"And now?" he asked.
She tilted her head, her lips almost brushing his.
"And now I don't know who's more dangerous," she said. "You… or me."
