The Duchess And The Devil

<p>Her husband, Derrick Vaisil, who had a funeral four days ago, suddenly came back to life. But this man was so different from before he died!</p><p>“I’m hungry, wife.”</p><p>From regularly turning up in the dining room that he had always avoided,</p><p>“How about we use the same bedroom?”</p><p>To a furtive suggestion of combining their bedrooms that they had always been using separately.</p><p>What in the world happened to this man?</p><p>*</p><p>“You always give off this delicious smell…………. but how can I bear with it?”</p><p>Right now, at this moment, Judith felt like he was a cruel predator who would completely devour her from head to toe easily.</p><p>“You, uh, what the hell are you?”</p><p>He, who tormented her as he repeatedly sucked on her soft earlobe and put his tongue inside her ear, chuckled.</p><p>“What am I?”</p><p>Derrick kissed her chin and whispered languidly.</p><p>“I am your husband, Judith.”</p>