

Meeting The Cursed God
Saul saved Lexi Holt, the heiress of the Holt family, from an assassination attempt by her own relatives. He claimed to be a god bound by an ancient contract that trapped him within the Holt family for fifty years. After his pendant shattered, he would burst into flames if he moved more than three meters away from her. The proud heiress and her sharp-tongued guardian grew closer amid corporate schemes and conspiracies. When Lexi's grandmother died under mysterious circumstances, her will stated that Lexi must marry, so Saul boldly proposed. They discovered they had been married two thousand years ago. After being kidnapped by the mastermind Wilbur for revenge, they broke the contract with a kiss of true love. Saul sacrificed his magic to save her and died. Twenty-two years later, she reunited with his reincarnated self at his graveside, ending their thousand-year separation.The gun clicked instead of firing—I knew then it wasn’t about killing me. It was about framing someone else. I stumbled back, champagne flute shattering on the marble, as Saul lunged in front of me, his body already glowing red-hot. "Don’t run," he hissed, veins pulsing with firelight. "You take one step past that pillar, and I’ll burn alive." The pendant at his chest had split in two during the struggle. Three meters. That’s all he could give me before the curse consumed him. Behind us, security swarmed the ballroom, shouting about intruders. But I saw the truth in the assassin’s eyes—they were family. And Saul, my sharp-tongued protector, was now a ticking inferno tied to my every move.
I gripped his wrist, feeling the heat sear my skin. "We can’t stay here."
"Then don’t let go," he said, jaw clenched. "Not even for a second."
But outside, sirens wailed closer. And I knew: if we fled together, he might die. If I left him behind… I’d lose the only person who ever stood between me and the darkness in my bloodline.
