Novels by Your villain

JULIAI hummed merrily as I washed my face and brush my teeth. I stares at my reflection in the mirror, I looked better, less stressed.Maybe I'm exaggerating but I'm so happy the tension between us is gone. I grabbed my phone from the night stand before heading to the kitchen.I inhaled deeply as the aroma of toast and hot coffee filled the air making my mouth water.“This taste so good”, I half moaned tearing a piece of toast and popping it into my mouth, “where do you learn to cook?”.“My mom, she was a nice cook”.I almost slapped myself for bringing it up, why do I have to ruin the moment?.“It seems you two were very close, no wonder you were crying like a mummy's boy”, I teased.A playful smirk played on his lips, “I wouldn't remind me if I were you”.“I should have taken a video of you, you look so handsome crying”.“You know I could make you cry harder”.My hands flew to my mouth, stiffling a gasp “you're so naughty”.“Oh please”, he drawled, “you like naughty and besides if

JULIAI inhaled deeply before knocking on his door, a gruffy “come in” answered me.Unlike I expected his room was still very much clean even his bed was dressed. I've come to a conclusion that Raymond is a clean freak, the only place he likes to make messes is in my life.“Why are you here”?, He asked, cutting to the chase.Ouch.“I'm here to check up on you, you didn't look well when you came in.He stared at the clock above me, “by 12 midnight”?.I bit my lower lips, feeling my face flush, I didn't want to tell him I used three hours rehearsing what to say and yet here I was out of words.“I'm bored”, I blurted, “let's play a gameI watched the look of confusion flicker on his features. Maybe I shouldn't have said that.“I mean”, I rambled on, “I …we… I shouldn't have-“It's fine, which game”?.“Truth or dare”.He cocked an eyebrow, “you really want to play that with me or you want to ask me questions”.“Both”, I answered sincerely,”you can bail out by a dollar if you don't want to

JULIA “why would you do that, you said you weren't going to touch him”.“Didn't you hear what he said?, He insulted my mother”.I tugged at my hair frustratedly. Why does he have to be so difficult.Aunt Jennifer would never set up a meeting again with Mark.“his mother is dead too and you might probably have insulted him too in some way or the order.He looked at me, his eyes narrowed to slits.“I know you think I don't have standards and maybe you see me more than just a reckless idiot but one thing I'll never do is insult anyone's mother.I saw the pain pass through his eyes. I've never seen him like this before.He must have been close to his mother, what was I thinking being so insensitive.“I'm sorry “, i whispered, “I didn't mean it that way it's just..“It's nothing, Julia, time and time again you've proved that you can't and would never trust me, I don't blame you I wouldn't trust myself seeing things I've done but I have standards.“How did she die”?, I blurted before I cou

JULIAIt would have been a lovely ride if Raymond wasn't barking orders in my ear. He had been a great help finding Jennifer; Don Paul's aunt and moving me out of the penthouse.I would have thanked him but he was bitching around, so I clasped my hands on my lap staring out the window.My phone vibrated on the dashboard lighting with a message, his eyes darkened as they lingered on my screen for a moment.I grabbed the phone quickly, putting down the brightness. It was a message from Ben, something sweet and romantic. I usually just react to it, although I have a feeling I might be leading him on.“Who is that”?“What”?, I asked, feigning ignorance.“Don't play dumb with me right now, someone just sent you a message right now, who is it?", He demanded, his grip tightening on the sterling.I rolled my eyes, already tired of his sore granny attitude.“Just because you don't value me, doesn't mean other people don't, Raymond “.He opened his mouth to say something but closed it back, his

JULIABlood stained the marble tile, forming a blurry line, where she must have been dragged out by a horrified Don Paul.He was pacing around when we arrived, blood stains contracting the white shirt he wore.“Where's Gloria?”I asked, horrified at the worst.A lump formed in his throat, “hospital, I left her under high security, I had to meet you”.Raymond helped Don Paul to a sofa, “sit, it's alright”.I could see his body trembling, something terrible must have happened here.“Do you want some water?" I asked as though it was my house.He nodded, absentmindedly.I wobbled into the kitchen, it was still as organized as though Gloria wasn't nearly killed. The smell of doom still hung in the air, strongly I felt I could suffocate.I hurriedly got the water from the freezer and handed it over to him.He took a sip before placing it down on the table in front of him.I edged closer to him, grabbing my note pad, “can you remember what happened”?.Raymond glanced sternly at me, “can't it

15JULIAMy body trembled in anticipation, I want to feel his body pressed against mine, but I can't, I need to get information from him not fuck him.“Ray…mond”, I stutter, my breath heaving “I di…didn't come here for that”.His eyes arched, “so what did you come here for, Jules”.I pushed myself aside trying to get some distance between us so I could think.His gaze followed me as I stood by the window, I felt so awkward with my skirt hinged upward, the buttons of my shirt slightly unbuttoned.I felt like a prey in the eyes of the predictor.His gaze piercing through me, I stifled as he walked towards me.There was no competing with him, my body craved for him but I can't keep doing this.He stood behind me in front of the large window silently for some minutes, until I broke the silence.“You never told me Don Paul is your father”, I blurted.“You never asked” he repliedThere was a hundred percent truth in what he said. It had been only sex so far, still I felt a pang in my chest