My Robot Lover

After my husband's death, I long for him so much that it becomes a mental condition. To put me out of my misery, my in-laws order a custom-made robot to be my companion. But I'm only more sorrowed when I see the robot's face—it's exactly like my late husband's.

Everything changes when I accidentally unlock the robot's hidden functions. Late at night, 008 kneels before my bed and asks, "Do you need my third form of service, my mistress?"

A man's footsteps sounded outside the bathroom as he shouted, "Are you alright, Ms. Zeller? I'm going to come into the bathroom to make sure you're alright!"

I was sprawled on the bathroom floor and couldn't get up. Yet, after realizing that I wasn't wearing any clothes, I quickly said, "I forbid you from entering, 008!"

As soon as I said that, I heard his footsteps coming to a halt outside. A few moments later, 008 said, "Your heart rate suddenly spiked three minutes ago, Ms. Zeller. Did you perhaps sustain a fall or experience any other accident? I would like to conduct a health scan to check on you."

I instinctively shook my head and exclaimed, "I don't need it! You'd better not come in!"

I couldn't help but blush deeply, fueled not just by my exposed state but also by what led me into this state.

I, Samantha Zeller, was 28 years old. I was married, but unfortunately, my husband of a year, Kenneth Carter, was tragically killed in a car accident three months ago, leaving me all alone.

In the three months since Kenneth's death, I hadn't bothered getting involved in any romantic relationships, nor had I truly acknowledged my own desires. Yet, as I accidentally fell asleep in the bathtub, I ended up having a dream that was both vivid and intensely sensual.

In the dream, I saw Kenneth, who had left this world long ago. His movements were gentle and thoughtful, completely different from the domineering way he used to be.

Alas, it was but a dream. I ended up waking up at the most pivotal moment.

I had already woken up, but I could still feel the lingering sense of intimacy from the dream. I became momentarily disoriented from it, and before I knew it, I had slipped and fallen on the bathroom floor.

I eventually found myself in this embarrassing situation, not being able to dress myself because I had taken a fall.

008, who was standing outside the door and had sensed my distress, was poised to break in at any moment—all for the sake of my well-being.

Although 008 was a robot with a mechanical interior and no human emotions, his appearance resembled that of a human. And with his face being identical to Kenneth's, I wasn't keen on him seeing me in such a vulnerable state.

"If there's anything you need, please don't hesitate to call upon me at any time, Ms. Zeller," 008 said.

I could see 008's tall figure