Cross Dressing Villainess Cecilia Sylvie Mga Nobela at Kwento

She stare coldly at her sister corpse before setting the room on flames. . . . Meanwhile Taika who was supposed dead was alive and well even drinking coffee in another dimension in space. " Congratulation host... You have completed your last lesson on becoming a villainess_ Now have some rest for our real class started". ****** Villainess vengeance is about to begin.

"Don't. Cause. Trouble. Or no one will be able to save you." Everyone in their world knew by now—Cecilia was Liam’s one untouchable weakness. Anyone foolish enough to harm her would face unimaginable consequences. Murphy was certain of it. Even for them—bound by blood—there would be no exception if that line was crossed. *** That night, in the Northside apartment. Cecilia had finally changed out of her gown, sitting on the edge of the bed in just an ivory-white silk robe. She held a glass of red wine, taking absent-minded sips, but her gaze was locked on the nightstand—where the scented candle from earlier sat, a silent temptation.

"I bought you for fifty million euros, little bird. Not to love you... but to break you."Vivienne Sterling (19) was once the billionaire princess of New York’s high society. But after her evil stepmother frames her for a corporate crime, her father publicly disowns her and strips her of her name. With no money and a fake passport, Vivienne is exiled to Europe only to be captured and put on a secret, elite marriage auction stage. Don Lucian De Vitis (28) is the ruthless, scarred monarch of the French Mediterranean mafia. He lives for one thing: revenge against the Sterling family who tried to ruin his empire. When he sees Vivienne on the auction block, he doesn't see a woman he sees the perf

Cecilia suggested. “What if I have my men kidnap her and make her admit to being a fake wife? I can use it as a payback for burning my car.” “That would work too, but just go on with finding proofs. We can resort to kidnapping if there's no proof.” Cecilia said, seeming not to agree to his plan of kidnap. “Morgan, watch how I bring you down.” Xavier mumbled, a sly smile escaping his lips. “I'd tell you a secret, come closer.” Cecilia said, motioning Xavier, as he came closer.

She moves to the headboard and moves her knees to her chest and she looks around her with tears in her eyes. "Alexia, why are you doing this to me? It was my brother's death anniversary yesterday and I only suggested that Edward come with me to pay the respects. I had no other intentions, but... but why do you be so cruel and let...let someone rape me!" Cecelia accuses Alexia with tears streaming down her face. "What are you talking about?" Alexia couldn't understand how she has just arrived and now become the guilty one? "Hey girl, are you satisfied with what we did?" The older man who has been lying next to Cecelia stands up and smiles lecherously at Alexia. "Remember to contact us again n

Her eyes flashed red with rage. "Fine, I'll give you a chance and calm down! You like to seduce men, don't you? You even seduced my ex-husband, didn't you? I'll let you do whatever you want today! You two, strip her naked!" Tina roared. The two men grinned evilly. "Gladly." Cecilia's looks and figure were beyond their reach. Her innocent face made them want to ravage her mercilessly. They approached Cecilia. Their imposing demeanor terrified Cecilia.

Now he wasn't sure he'll be seeing either his wife or side chick ever again considering the eerie smile his she-devil of a boss was sending him. "I didn't meant to ma'am, my sister is very sick, she's in the hospital, last stage of ovarian cancer." His tongues spewed the lies while his brain tried coming up with escape route, he could run out now, take the stairs, the securities will be waiting by the elavator so definitely the stairs, and his car? Damn his car! He'll go for a taxi as soon as he leaves and they'll never see or hear from him again, he's made enough money to last him at least two years with Vicky, his beloved side chich, he won't go to his wife, he'll get caught if he does, sh

“You’re wearing my dress, standing next to my husband, watching me fight for my life… and you say I was never wanted?” “Your time’s up, Celine,” Diego said, voice detached. “The doctors will say you jumped. The news will call it a tragic suicide, emotional breakdown, a wife who couldn’t cope with marriage.” My gaze moved to Bianca again. She leaned in, lowering her voice to a whisper. “Honestly, it’s better this way. You go quietly. No one will remember you as the wife who failed. No one will remember you at all.” "He'll do the same thing to you."

Cecilia was the one who had deliberately sent edited wedding photos to me, and she made me choose them. The more Wade listened, the tighter his fists clenched, his murderous intent bleeding through the room. Robert went so far as to expose the truth about what happened years ago. "Cecilia didn't go to Stormhold to join Doctors Without Borders; she isn't that selfless. In truth, she went there to conduct human experimentation. Her goal was to engineer mindless puppets, and the second that drug was perfected, you were slated to be her first test subject, Wade!"

Momentarily stunned, Sarah's eyes narrowed as she slashed at the apparition. The blade cut through Cecilia's dress, blood blossoming through her dress. Stunned, Cecilia stared at the blood on her hands, arms shaking. Sarah grinned. Cecilia screamed, letting loose the full blast of her howl. Sarah's hair and gown billowed away from her, and she grabbed her ears, sinking to her knees in agony. Sparkling light coating her body, Cecilia burst into fog, disappearing from sight.