After the Death-Seeking Princess Consort Gave Up, the Prince Panicked

The Underworld mistakenly took my soul, so the King of Hell owes me a hundred million.

The terms: Enter a book and die a normal death.

Me: How hard can that be?

But then my whole family dotes on me, the prince protects me, and even the thugs can’t bring themselves to kill me.

I raise my middle finger to the heavens. “Can’t you take a joke?”

The prince pins me against the wall and grips my chin. “Keep it up, and I’ll make sure you can’t get out of bed for three days. Got it?”