“Damn you, you wretched harlot…!!”

It had been about thirty minutes since the Harlequin Queen had possessed my body.

Now, I found myself trapped within her mental space, desperately struggling to regain control of my own body, fighting back against her.

“Why won’t you just pass out? I told you, if you take a little nap, I’ll take care of everything.”

“Shut up…!! Get your filthy head off Ethan’s lap right now, you vile woman…!!”

I withstood the continuous onslaught of her mental attacks, barely keeping my spirit intact against the flood of her wicked thoughts.

Each time I felt …