Elio Villain 소설 & 이야기

Duncan Hiddleston is submissive to all. “Now I know I don't care. It's a bit late... Villain still likes me, as usual, no matter how much I cover this can't change. If you swap out the villain for the female lead, you'll be dead, chasing after the rice." Phedra Elizabeth thought.

The boy who vanished like smoke when the Morettis betrayed us all. Eli was Gio. “What the f—” I started, but I didn’t get the chance to finish. Eli—no, Gio—lunged across the counter, clamping a firm hand over my mouth. His other hand grabbed my wrist, and his eyes were dark, urgent, terrified and locked on mine. “Shut up,” he hissed. “Please. Not now. Don't let Luca hear.” I blinked, startled. He glanced toward the hallway, his head jerking slightly like he was listening for footsteps.

“with no notable background end up as Valerio’s right hand in less than two weeks?” I keep my voice steady. “Hard work and competence.” Clara smiles, but it’s cold. “Competence. Right. Just remember, darling, Valerio values loyalty above all else, and he has a very long memory when it comes to betrayal.” She leans closer. “Whatever game you’re playing, make sure you’re willing to lose everything when he finds out.” She walks away before I can respond, leaving her subtle threat hanging in the air.

Yesterday he was trash-talking Quinn to his friends, and today he's playing the victim in front of Vivian. [Hold on. The villainess already derailed the original plot. Since he couldn't save the damsel in distress, he's trying a different way to win the female lead over.] As he spoke, Nathan slowly rolled up the sleeve of his left arm. Several shocking red marks on the inside of his forearm were exposed beneath the light. "Her moods change without warning. In her eyes, everyone around her is just an outlet for her anger." I stared at the marks on his arm and almost laughed.

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.

dissolves into nothing. This is what I wanted. In my past life, I was a victim. I was the pathetic, low-ranking omega who got backhanded into a concrete pillar and left to rot on a narrow cot in the infirmary while Willow sat softly in the sun, protected and adored. I hated Asher for his cruelty, but I hated Willow more. I hated her gentle smile, her soft voice, her fake innocence that kept everyone blind to the rot beneath it. I am a villainess. I have always known what I am. I didn't come back to this second life to be a hero, or to save the weak, or to live a quiet, peaceful life in the lower ranks.

Another huff with a roll of his eyes and he squatted down in front of me, setting the other bottle down and twisting the top from the Powerade. “Drink this, or I’ll make you drink it.” I stared at the bottle, unable to respond. For some reason I couldn’t shake it off. I’d been stupid to think that my fate was so far from Elio’s. Ella Delgado was a nobody who wouldn’t be missed if she were killed or sold as a sex slave. Fire burned my skin, and I drew in a hissing breath of surprise. Domenico’s hand rested on my neck, thumb moving across my jaw, tilting my head back.

RIAN POV Kael went still. The name passed through him like a bullet. Damien's voice went quiet. "Careful." I did not stop. "Elio D. 16 years old. Your first son. Weak lungs. Unstable scent receptors. Inconsistent pheromone development. A child treated as failed material because his body did not satisfy Black Crown's expectations." Eli stared at Damien in horror. Damien's mouth curled. "Sentiment ruins accuracy." "Elio died in the north facility during an illegal stress trial," I said. "Not an accident."

And there he was. Elion. He looked like a God of War. His face was devoid of any emotion except for a cold, dark fury that made my blood run cold and my heart race at the same time. His eyes were pitch black, the wolf completely in control. He stood towering over Victor, radiating an aura so dangerous that the entire restaurant fell into a deathly silence. No one dared to move. No one dared to breathe. "Touch her again," Elion said, his voice low, calm, but terrifyingly smooth. "...and I will break every bone in your body right here, in front of everyone."

Victoria frowned deeply and wiped her face in exhaustion, "He is under the impression that you ladies abused and neglected him as a child and watched his mother die. So the next people he is after are you two and your brother Elios" "ELIOS?!" the four us yelled in shock. "Elios was about to turn two the year our mothers died. Why would he want to kill him?" I asked frantically. Victoria shrugged her shoulders, "He didn't say. All that he told your father before ripping his heart out is that you will face the same fate as him. Your father tried convincing him that Cassius hired a witch as well to mess with his memories but Aziel wasn't believing him. Now we have a angry half royal, half alpha