She was Kyoto’s seductive, irresistible Night Rose, adored by everyone, but a foolish rush of infatuation left her with nothing after a scumbag deceived her!
He seemed devoted on the surface, but behind her back he started making moves on her younger sister.
Once she came to her senses, she stopped pretending to be an innocent little flower and turned to the scumbag’s uncle instead.
In the hazy night, she wore a calculating smile, while he willingly fell into her trap.
He couldn’t get enough of her.
He always stood at the top, cool and disciplined, answerable to no one.
But she came along and brought him down from his pedestal.
She smiled. “Everyone says Third Master is refined and hard to handle, but I don’t think that’s true.”
He put an arm around her waist. “Why don’t you find out?”
