Novel & Cerita Gentle Villain

Loudly snapped the leader of the attacking criminals. "Pfft... You've already defeated villain! There's nowhere for you to run!" Vallen mocked. She was trembling and scared out of her mind. But I don't know what made her so bold as to impersonate someone in control of her life. Bang! "Shut up! You have a sassy mouth, too, you damn woman!" The leader growled. His hand again grabbed Vallen's mouth roughly. And he slapped her. Plak! Fresh blood oozed from the corner of Vallen's sweet lips. But Vallen still showed a mocking face. "Do as you, please. You've lost!" Vallen said.

“I’m not a hero.” “I’m the villain remember,” he reminded me with a grin. “All good villains know how to identify heroes.” He turned his attention to the vine, and the plant pulled back, the vines withering, the flowers and leaves falling, until there was nothing but the faintest shadow on the stone to indicate that it had ever existed at all.

I took him for a lot of things. A liar. A flirt. An insufferable tease. But definitely not a gambler. And yet, here I am, perched comfortably on his lap, watching him play poker with a room full of mafia bosses. Valentine leans back lazily, his arms around my waist like I belong to him, his fingers tracing idle patterns against the fabric of my dress. His expression is unreadable, cool and detached, but there’s something dangerous beneath the surface. Something lethal.

“Don't worry, you won't be able to meet him for now.” I glanced at his smile and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Sure enough, this butler is indeed handsome. Sure that the psychopath villain is also handsome since his butler is handsome. He can't be outshined for someone who's the head of the Valcarcel Clan and it was also described in the novel that this psychopath villain is a godly handsome that could make when or a woman get on their knees. Though, they were just too afraid to approach him. I don't have anything to say about why those people are afraid of meeting the eyes of Mr. Valcarcel.

一 Caroline softened her voice, it was likely that she was also using the same suffering technique on Dona Cristina as she used on Felipe and possibly on Senhor Jacob. 一 Unfortunately not, Caroline. But I'll look for you, excuse me 一 She asked rudely, but before she did she turned to me and then smiled 一 See you later my dear 一 She smiled at me and only after that did she leave. There was hate in Caroline's eyes, she could fool heaven and saints but not me. I knew her type of girl, the shy and suffering when in fact her goal was to make other people's lives hell, the reality is that she was the only villain.

Was I that unwantable that even my mate didn’t want me? I glanced at Cecily, noticing the smirk on her face. Stephan turned, and I saw how Cecily immediately schooled her innocent expression. Stephen seemed intrigued by her, and I couldn’t blame him. Of all the omegas, Cecily was the most beautiful. But she was two-faced. Kind to anyone that was above her and cruel to anyone like me that was below her.

She was naturally very angry with Samuel's words. "What's wrong? I saw through your scheme? Now you're angry because of shame. Do you really think you're smart just because you mock others? If so, I'll do as you wish. Anyway, my plan has succeeded." Gentle was very proud and did not take Samuel's words seriously at all. Samuel gave a bitter snort. He didn't know where Gentle’s confidence came from. "Gentle, what nonsense do you have to talk to this kind of beast? I'll kill this beast and you save the girls. I'll let you experience my power. Take this." Someone suddenly said. Then, he took a step forward and rushed straight to Samuel.

Damien Vale—stone-hearted billionaire, man who claimed he couldn’t feel—had just admitted the unthinkable. And that made him more dangerous than ever.

trim her nails! Yes, indeed. Mr. Valor was actually helping a woman trim her nails! In fact, his expressions and voice were so warm and gentle that he was oozing affection. The secretary had been working in this company for many years now, but she had never seen her boss acting in such a gentle and loving manner before. She had heard of gossip between the company employees about the woman who was a lowly delivery rider and how she was possibly Mr. Valor's new girlfriend. All this time, she had always believed that there could simply be no truth in such an absurd piece of gossip.

The Villain People might describe me as abrasive. Of course, I don't agree. I simply show little concern for the feelings of others because I don't give a shit about your problems when I have my own. If that's abrasive well fuck, I'm abrasive. But I'm not like that all the time. It's people like Morrison and his balls-scratching heathens you call football players that bring out the worst in a girl like me.