Kendall, a well-known assassin, that struck terror in the hearts of her enemies. Kendall was known for being the best among the best, and her alias 'Phoenix’ was whispered all over the underground scene. However, the Phoenix’s reign was short-lived and by her own machinations, nonetheless. It is a horrible thing to lose your most loved person, especially in a tragic manner. It seemed she was spurred by the complete depression over having nothing and no one to live for. Therefore, she gave it her all and completely destroyed the ones who took her younger sister from her.However, after sacrificing herself to save her younger sister. one would not expect a killer to be reborn as a caterpillar or even a dung beetle, but here we have Kendall. Maybe she saved a country in a past life. Or was it good karma for destroying an organization of assassins, she finds herself reincarnated as a timid and obedient rural high school girl. Bullied by classmates? Double standards from teachers? Looked down upon by her fiancé? As challenges arise and pressure mounts from powerful conglomerates,she meets Damien Knight, a man with a very straight-forward personality. He meets someone like Kendall and can’t control his intrigue about her. The young lady was a complete mystery to him and everything she did always surprised him. Both their personalities are quite similar to a certain degree. Though her request could make anyone struggle to keep a straight face. She calmly rubs her wrist and delivers a warning, “I hope you won’t regret provoking me.” Behind her, a noble and handsome man appears out of nowhere, willing to go to any lengths to protect and support her.”Why?” she asks. “You saved my grandfather, so I offer myself in return. Any problem?” he replies with a low chuckle.
Kendall has seen many people's bodies.
Either alive or dead.
She thinks she has admired all kinds of flowers, but this one of Damien still surprised her.
Before taking off his clothes, she never thought that his body would be so beautiful, no matter in terms of texture or muscle shape.
It is true that one point more is exaggerated, and one point less is not enough.
Out of vanity, someone looked at the scenery outside the window and asked pretending indifferently, "Do you like it?"
Speaking of which, this was the first time he had such a "large–scale" scene with her.
"It's okay." Kendall's tone was calm, and her expression entered the calmness of an old monk when he was meditating
Inside, she became inexplicably nervous.
She covered the towel, fingertips Kendall forcefully, brushed his collarbone and chest.