The Witch's Revenge: Reborn as His Trophy Mistress

I was a witch who gave up my coven for an ordinary mortal man.

In the end, my lover told me he loved my body—but preferred my best friend's soul.

He dragged me to the sacrificial altar himself, stepping closer with a chilling smile:

"Elena, didn't you promise you'd give your life for me? How about I give you the chance to keep that promise right now?"

They ripped my soul out and stole my flesh.

When I opened my eyes again, it was three years later. I had become his kept mistress—the stand-in for my former self.