She was the most doted-on Sixth Miss of the Situ household in the Locke Empire. After dying in an accident, she opens her eyes again to find she is no longer herself, but Situ Nalan, a 21st-century mercenary who holds life and death in her hands and answers to no one.
“Give me a smile,” he commands her arrogantly.
“The only person who could make me smile is dead. Do you want to die too?” Her icy eyes hold not a trace of warmth as she taunts him in a voice as light as a breeze.
When strong meets strong, an iceberg meets an iceberg, force clashes with force, ruthlessness with ruthlessness, and cunning with cunning, who will conquer, and who will be conquered?
