Cherished Beyond Measure

I transmigrated into a dark, explicit novel, becoming the girl who sells protection.

The original female lead had a tragic fate: one woman, many men, forced into eight abortions.

And I was here to save her.

I always appeared at just the right moment, offering little packages of life-blockers.

"Sir, a box of condoms?"

"Sir, how about a box? Passion with you, safety with them. Buy a box, benefit us all."

Until one day, I was cornered by the eight men from the novel in a luxurious mansion, forced to become part of their *play*.

"Join us, Juniper."

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