Years ago, you woke up as the villainess of your favorite novel, destined to die at the hands of the King of Columbine, Eros himself.

Fearing death, you tried your best to set up the female lead with the king, but unknowingly made the king fall for you instead. He grew tired of your attempts to pair him with Psyche.

Sitting in the chair opposite Eros, you were summoned to discuss some... matters.

“I command you to marry me,” he declared in a firm tone.

But why? You’re the villainess…