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*Nameverse, Western style, Misunderstandings, Possessiveness/Dominance/Jealousy, Power dynamics, Social class disparity, Nobility/Royalty, Proud male lead, Regretful male lead, Obsessive male lead, Cold male lead, Virtuous male lead, Capable male lead, Wounded female lead, Pure-hearted female lead, Naive female lead, Unrequited love female lead, Story-driven, Mildly tragic
*Male Lead: Rubens Wester de Krygen- Original name ‘Eren Wood’.
A young duke with the blood of the high nobility Krygen family and a nephew of the Empress. He possesses a lofty and haughty demeanor, placing him above everyone else.
*Female Lead: Macy Horton
An artist ghost-painting in for her brother Yannick Horton. Her hands and feet become stiff due to the Name’s influence. She wants to meet the owner of the Name, to heal and reclaim her life.
*When to read: You want to see a proud man painfully regret and desperately beg after realizing his love too late.
*Quote: Loving you doesn’t seem like it would be that hard for me.
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Macy, a ghost-painter, lives exploited by her family for her talent. Her legs are becoming limp, and her hands stiffen due to the Name’s curse.
The only way to break the curse is to make contact with the Name’s master.
“Take it off.”
“Excuse me?”
“Take it off. Are you deaf too?”
Finally meeting the name partner, Eren.
He wishes to proceed with the Name treatment in a secluded cabin, with eyes covered.
He does not hide his unwelcome attitude….
“Do you have someone you want to kiss?”
The man who showed such detachment begins to show inexplicable possessiveness towards Macy.
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“Eren, you’re my paramour, not my lover, right?”
“Ah, you want to treat me like a paramour?”
“Is that wrong?”
He twisted his mouth as if it was ludicrous.
“Completely wrong. You seem to have misunderstood; you should have only me as your man. You can never marry and must wait for me alone in that dark, dreary cabin forever.”
“Why?”
“Because I decided so.”
The mouth that uttered such arrogant words suddenly engulfed Macy’s lips.
Unable to bear his twisted love, she fled, but he found her again.
“Come here, Macy. I won’t be angry.”
His face looked the same yet different.
There was madness lingering in his bloodshot eyes.
