I Won't Let You Off Even as a Ghost [ABO]

Vengeful top x vicious, money-grubbing bottom

Preview

01

The pretty young man was only eighteen when he married his current husband.

Their highly compatible pheromones let the once-lonely beauty rise from obscurity and become a phoenix, living a life of comfort and plenty. But for someone with deep-seated insecurity, merely relying on another person to survive was nowhere near enough.

The young beauty had originally planned to bear his husband a child, so he could gain status through the child. But although his husband was the Empire's most powerful Alpha, he was hardly ever home. And whenever he did come home, he seemed like a sexless man with no heat cycle. No matter how much the beauty tried to seduce him, he remained unmoved.

In the end, his profound lack of security drove the young beauty to suddenly contemplate murder for money.

02

Late at night.

The useless husband finally came home, then promptly gave himself a dose of suppressants. At the sight, the young beauty's expression turned venomous, but a moment later he hid his claws and reached out to take his husband's coat, his expression gentle. "Honey, you're home."

The husband murmured, "Mm," tossed the needle into the sharps container, then turned around and, for once, struck up a conversation. "You're still awake?"

The young beauty was skilled at acting sweet. He set the coat aside and clung to his husband, pouting. "I wanted to wait for you."

The hand resting against the young beauty's chest stiffened slightly. Then his husband pulled it away, turned, and went upstairs, saying quietly, "Don't wait up for me next time. Go to bed first."

The young beauty froze. After watching his husband go upstairs, his face twisted, and he nearly ripped the hem of his own clothes.

03

His husband had taken suppressants, leaving the poor beauty alone in bed. He bit his lip and secretly hugged the clothes his husband had just taken off, drawing comfort from the lingering pheromones.

His useless husband had permanently marked him, yet refused to spend the once-a-month heat with him. How unfair. At the thought, the young beauty's eyes, already red from his approaching heat, grew even redder. Tears soaked his thick, long lashes, and his little face looked so pitiful it made your heart ache.

But who was there to see?

04

The pheromones left on the coat weren't nearly enough.

The young beauty didn't want to inject himself with suppressants. For one thing, he was afraid of the pain. For another, he resented having to do it. Besides, with a perfectly good husband right there, why should he do something that hurt himself?

His husband was simply too infuriating. He had to be punished.

At that thought, the young beauty's bright eyes darted around for a while, then he suddenly came up with an idea.

05

Late at night, the young beauty knocked on the door and, as usual, brought his husband a cup of hot milk.

His husband had just showered and hadn't had time to dry his hair. Damp strands clung to his forehead, framing his handsome features. It was a soft side of him only the young beauty had ever seen.

Their eyes met. The young beauty reined in his impatience and kindly offered to dry his hair for him.

His husband didn't refuse.

Warm air wafted against his neck. His little wife seemed rather restless. Cool fingertips brushed over his Adam's apple and gland from time to time, then finally settled on his back.

After staring at the milk for a while, the husband suspected nothing and picked up the cup, draining it in one go.

Then his eyelids fluttered open and shut, and he collapsed into the young beauty's arms.

Fast asleep.

Blurb 1

1.

I don't know when this world began to change.

It was as if an unseen pair of eyes were watching me, sticky and dangerous, like a snake flicking its tongue. This inexplicable feeling was suffocating. I tried talking to my father to ease that unbearable pressure, but he only impatiently told me to focus on preparing for the wedding and stop trying to pull tricks to resist his arrangement.

My father didn't believe me, which left me a little discouraged. But my despair lasted only a moment. Under the butler's watchful eye, I had to pull myself together and prepare for my wedding to the "fiancee" I had never met.

2.

That gaze followed me until my wife arrived, and it frightened me.

But my wife's arrival also came at just the right time to ease my fear.

My wife and I had only met once, yet he was naturally kind-tempered. He would heat a cup of warm milk for me at night when I couldn't sleep. When I told him how anxious that gaze made me, he would gently draw me into his arms, letting me rest against his soft chest until I fell asleep.

At the time, I thought there could be no one in the world kinder, sweeter, gentler, or more innocent than my wife. Although we hadn't met at all before our wedding, after we got married, his wonderful qualities made me fall for him incredibly quickly.

We had planned to have a child.

That is, until one day, I awoke from a nap with a start. My head felt heavy as I went downstairs to pour myself a glass of water, and I saw him with my own eyes. He bared his fangs and injected venom into my milk.

And by then, I was already dead.

Blurb 2

As the Empire's most powerful Alpha, Gong never thought he would die young.

He never imagined the one who killed him would be his newlywed little wife, who seemed so innocent and harmless.

His little wife was greedy and insecure. He killed his husband at a young age and was left a widow, yet felt not the slightest remorse. He still couldn't give up his wicked plan to find another target and kill for money.

Not a good boy at all.

In the middle of the night, the little wife furrowed his brows in his sleep. His dead husband had done all sorts of things to him, but he had no idea. When he woke the next day, he assumed it had all been a nightmare.

It wasn't until three months later, when his once-flat belly inexplicably began to swell and his dead husband started appearing in his dreams again and again, doing... things to him, that he finally began to feel afraid.

When Gong saw the terrified look on the little wife's face as he noticed the slight curve of his belly, Gong curled his lips and floated over. Reflected in the mirror, his figure gradually appeared. Seeing his little wife's face grow paler, Gong couldn't help but chuckle. Then, contentedly breathing in the omega's intoxicating pheromones, he smiled and pinched his chin, forcing him to look up. In a soft voice, he said:

"It's me, darling."

"Have you forgotten the husband you killed with your own hands?"

1. A bottom so loved it's fatal, and a bottom who's everyone's favorite.

Theme: It's never too late to mend your ways.