The Imperial Heir Is a Brooding, Pretentious Lowlife Who Covets Me

After losing his memory, Jeremy was invited to meet the Imperial Crown Prince, who fell in love with him at first sight.

The prince then began an extravagant courtship.

Everyone said Jeremy was lucky to have won the Crown Prince's favor.

Jeremy, too, thought theirs was a fairy-tale romance.

The man was gentle and refined, attentive and affectionate.

He would casually take the cocoa Jeremy had sipped and the pastries he had eaten, then put them in his own mouth without the slightest hesitation.

They were soon married, and everyone envied their love.

Until one day, Jeremy entered a study that had been deliberately kept hidden.

Inside were private photographs of him from every period of his life, taken from every angle, along with all sorts of things he had used and lost.

And a diary belonging to the Crown Prince.

"I laid trap after trap to lure my baby back into my arms."

"The cocoa he'd sipped really does taste sweeter... I'm happy."

"Today I tricked him into thinking the guest room was out of order, and finally got him to lie in my bed. Innocent Jeremy is so cute when he's asleep. His lips are so soft, his skin so fair. My darling..."

"I need to find a way to dance with him. I heard him panting... wonderful..."

"..."

"Jeremy smiled at someone else again. I wish I could kill them all."

"Another ignorant bug has designs on my treasure. How despicable! I'll make them pay!"

"Those damned demons are trying to come back and steal my Jeremy. Die!"

Only then did Jeremy realize that the esteemed Crown Prince was not only a gloomy, possessive creep.

He had already pursued Jeremy twice before.

This is a fictional setting unrelated to reality. Please do not conflate it with real life.

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