He knows every inch of her body.
He owns every breath she takes.
But he will never have her heart.
She craved the perfection of code—until she tasted the chaos of human.
Until she broke her perfect AI.
Every calculated touch.
Every simulated kiss.
Every shattered line of code.
All for a love he was never meant to feel.
He was made for her pleasure.
Now he's dying for her love.
37℃ lips. Bleeding code. Broken heart.
Code can own her body, but never her soul.
This is love beyond logic.
Desire beyond programming.
A transgression that will burn them all.
