Kill With Seducement

My foster mother said that I was born with a seductive nature and was destined to be a prostitute.

After feeding me half a piece of dry bread, she sold me to Floral House, a brothel.

That day, I ruthlessly disfigured my face.

However, I was bought at a high price.

Then, I was trained and became the most enchanting killer.

From then on, I had a new life.

I changed my face and swallowed the most poisonous aphrodisiac every day.

I would first tempt men to fall in love with me.

Then, I would send them to their death.

1

When I was ten years old, my foster mother, Denise Milton, found me on the main road and brought me home.

Because my head got injured, I didn't know my surname, my first name, or where my home was.

When Denise saw my pretty features, she decided to keep me.

She planned to let her son, Albert Manley, marry me when I grew up.

Time flew, and there was only half a month before I reached the age of fifteen.

But Albert suddenly died.

On the night of the funeral, when I was still sleeping, my foster parents tied me up with a rope.

Denise stuffed half a piece of dry bread into my mouth.

The bread was dry and hard, causing pain in the corners of my mouth.

Denise seemed unwilling to do this.

But she said to me, "Grana, the fortune teller said that you were born with a seductive nature, and you're destined to be a prostitute. Albert was cursed because of you, and that's why he died! I can't keep you anymore. I'll send you to Floral House. Enjoy your life there!"

Floral House was the largest brothel in the city.

My palms became sweaty, and I was so scared that I begged Denise for mercy.

But my foster father, Derek Manley, struck me on the back of my neck with his palm, put me in a gunny bag, and threw me into a carriage.

When Denise opened the gunny bag again, she was so scared that she screamed and rolled her eyes.

Because I had already broken free from the ropes.

The tool I used was that dry bread. And I also used it to disfigure my face.

The madam cursed angrily and ordered the thugs to throw me out.

My foster parents slapped and kicked me.

I didn't struggle at all.

I thought it would be better if I died, putting an end to everything.

Just as I was gasping for my last breath, my foster parents stopped.

Then, I saw a pair of sheepskin boots in front of me.

A handsome and elegant man stopped Derek with his folding fan.

"Stop beating her. I'll buy this girl."

Then, Derek received 100 taels of silver from that man and handed me over to him. I was still holding half a piece of dry bread.

That man helped me up.

He took half a piece of dry bread away from my hands.

Then, he spoke to me.

"The earth is the bottom of a coffin. No matter where you go, you are always in a coffin. Why torment yourself in a coffin?"

2

The man brought me to a big square courtyard.

Then, he handed me to an old woman named Erica Doherty.

Erica asked me, "What is your name?"

"Grana."

This was how Denise called me ever since she found me.

As for my real name, I couldn't remember....