Novel & Cerita A Gorgeous Villain

Illegal deals. I observed them closely, and then he looked in my direction. That’s not my boss, that’s Director Orion Kade. The lights in the alley flickered and went off. This is dangerous. I tried to reverse and leave, but I hit something. A tall silhouette approached. The figure stopped in front of my car. My heart skipped as I gripped the wheel tightly. He lifted a torch and pointed it at my face. He came closer and raised the light. His face had a deep scar, visible even in the harsh lighting. I had no space to think clearly anymore. He opened the door, pulled out a table knife, and dragged me out by my hair.

“People can see us.” “Good. Let them watch me claim what’s mine.” His hand slid lower on her back, fingers brushing the top of her ass. “Tonight I want every man in this room to know I’m the only one who gets to touch you. The only one who gets to fuck you. The only one who gets to make you cum.” Bella’s breath came faster. She pressed her face against his chest to hide how flushed she was. “You’re evil,” she whispered. He chuckled low. “You like it.”

she replied. The door opened and a young man walked in, the first thing to be noticed about him was his extreme beauty. It was very rare for men to be described as beautiful but he was an exception. His white hair hung in long curls on his head, long eyelashes framed his eyes which were a bewitching shade of ocean blue. "Who is this?" Dustin asked Feyre in wonder. "this is Dreya, he is a witch under my employ." Feyre made the introductions.

‘ I realize in the images the girl from the mirror was also from the game. Aurelia Giliam... That is her name. She was the villainess of the game. She hated the heroine so much. She did countless things just to mess up her chances. Even though she was always causing trouble for me in the game. I could only feel a sense of kinship with her. She was like me. Even though she had a family, they didn’t want anything to do with her. Her father hated her for taking the life of the only woman he loved and her older brother didn’t want anything to do with her. She was simply something everyone didn’t care for.

As she reached, Wasim and Angelina stepped forward and hold her hand to introduce her to people. Gerard was the first man, Angelina’s best friend. Angelina took Alaya to meet him. As Gerard saw the incoming innocent face towards him, he got stunned at the first sight. He never saw such a lady so pure, her flawless skin was speaking truth, she was never touched. He had so many girls on his bed everyday but he never saw such a beauty. He looked at her curve body , which the dress was hugging like it was only made for her. And her black, shiny, silky hair with loose curls at end like a dark night, touching her back and making her face look eloquent. Alaya felt uneasy with his eyes studying her

"Fine." Amara blinked. "Fine?" "You stay behind me." "That's not exactly—" "Behind me, Amara." There was no room for argument. They walked downstairs together. --- The main entrance opened. Security surrounded the driveway. Matteo stood several feet away. And beyond the gates stood a woman. Tall. Elegant. Dark-haired. Wearing a long black coat. She looked completely calm. As though she hadn't just walked into the home of the woman who had spent years believing her dead.

I stare right into his beautiful eyes, desperately searching for a hint of the person I knew him to be. His hand grabs my neck roughly, "Do you know who I am, May?. I am not one of the teenager you are used to." I swallowed my fear, ignoring the rising pain in my neck. "I don't care. " "You should Jailbait." "I don't care." "I am not someone you'd want to run into Ina dark alley, I am not a prince charming. I am the villain who eats little virgins like you for breakfast. I am a nightmare."

He understood, was ready for what's to come. "I look forward to it. Give it your best shot, moya krasivaya i zhestokaya zhena." His condescending grin sent shivers through me, not all unpleasant. He looked so dangerous in that small moment and yet seeing him so carefree, so excited at the prospect of my revenge also did something to my heart. Why does he look so breathtakingly handsome even when he's being a condescending asshole?!

“She’s practicing kicking boys in their groins.” I laughed. “I will enroll her in martial arts.” He also joined me in laughing until his smile faded. I followed where his gaze fell. “Oh, my God.” “Wait a sec.” “Baby, don’t.” I held his hand. “Willa is a grown woman.” “He’s dangerous, a murderer, and a mafia. She won’t have a normal life with him.” “He’s also dangerously handsome and charming.” He groaned before he sat back and asked, “What the fuck is he doing here anyway?”

Her smile never quite reached her eyes; instead, they gleamed with a sharp, cruel delight, like a predator savoring the chase. The elegance of her face only made the wickedness more unsettling, every soft feature laced with a quiet promise of malice. She was beautiful, yes but in the way a poisonous flower is, inviting you closer even as it prepares to destroy you. She was the real villain. It wasn't Xander or Isabel or bluey in this case. Bianca was the type of person that destroys without letting you know. You have no say in what she does.