I Became A Sitter For The Obsessive Villains Novels & Stories

His lips stretched into a satisfied smile, one that indicated he was the only person in this room who had a clue what on earth was going on. Jess went to sit on the couch but her steps came to a halt and she paused. Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw Ellie and Rosie. "Ellie? Rosie? What are you two doing here?" She turned to look at Autumn and immediately covered her mouth. "Oh my God, you two are the Villain X!" Colton went to her side and protectively put his arms around her. He looked at Ellie and Rosie through narrowed eyes. "Don't you dare come near her ever again!"

Her mind was racing with fear and desperation as she contemplated the consequences of her actions. In reality, Ivy was terrified. She had orchestrated Damian's abduction, not just as a passive participant, but as the mastermind behind it all. Her intention had been to expose Sebastian's deepest secret to the world, a move she believed would give her the peace that a psychopath would be found out. However, now that the plan had been set into motion, Ivy found herself grappling with the horrifying realization that her life would be utterly destroyed if Damian revealed her involvement to Sebastian.

The waiters were busy serving appetizers to all of them. Renata sat Ari in her chair, and her babysitter served Ari her appetizer. The toddler could already eat on his own. "So what do we do?" asked Davero. Renata and Bastian met each other's gaze. "What?" asked Renata. "Your relationship seems to have improved a lot," said Davero. Bastian and Renata smiled at each other. "I don't have any doubts anymore. Even though my memory hasn't fully recovered, But I don't think trusting him is the wrong thing to do," Renata replied.

I nodnin their direction and continued walking in the center of the table where the highest and most elegant chair was glued in the floor. "Kindly sit down." I said which echoed in the whole room. They sit as I say. "I called all of you right now to discuss and plot an attack for someone who tried to kill my daughter and son. His name wasn't new to all of us because he's an ally of the Scorpion's got so long. He also sometimes intrude our shipments. He is none other than the devil himself, Mr. Obvisi. " I stand up in my position, putting my two hands in the table for support.

Plot filler #3, reporting for duty. So now I had two villains—Vivian and this random office gossip girl. No…three if we add the matriarch. “If it was that easy, why not try it yourself?” I said sweetly. Gasps echoed around the office. “You—” she spluttered. “Yes, me.” I smiled. “Scapegoats should offer themselves quietly. You don’t get to volunteer and then complain when I take my anger out on you.” Her face turned red.

Copyright, Nihc Ronoel All Rights Reserved 2020 MYSTERIOUS OBSESSION “Where can your obsession finally lead you?” Aris Sandoval was such a good-for-nothing type of a Casanova, but behind his charming looks that were effortlessly used to leave trails of brokenhearted women wherever he went, lies an obsessed heart longing for an extraordinary woman from his past. Will he still continue his mysterious obsession, once he found the right love with a different woman?

Every private thought, every messy scribble about Deckard, who helped me when I was blind, has been cut, pasted, and reassembled into a narrative so toxic it makes my skin crawl. According to the internet, I’m not a victim of a messy divorce; I’m a deviant with a "sick obsession" for my husband’s uncle. The headlines are calling me a stalker. They’re calling me a predator who used Deckard to get close to Owen. I’m sitting at one of the corners of the studio, feeling like everyone’s eyes are burning holes through my back, when the Assistant Director barks my name and tells me to follow him to his office.

Serena thinks of the article. Of her mother’s name dragged back into relevance like it never left. Of Lucian, in the half-light, saying this is solvable. Of the cameras outside, hungry for something simple enough to consume. Then she says, very calmly: “They want a villain.” A pause. Her gaze hardens, something cold and deliberate settling into place. “Let’s give them one they can’t control.” And somewhere, in another part of the city, Aiden Wolfe waits—unaware, perhaps, or entirely aware—that he is about to become part of a story that was never really about him.

“I am not here to have a chat with you as if we are good friends or anything. I know you tried to get rid of Tamara and you failed. I overheard you that day at the funeral back in your room saying that you were going to make Harry yours no matter what and you don't care what you do or who dies. I must commend you for your evil deeds. You are a good villain in others' love stories. It seems you are allergic to seeing others happy. I know who you are,you are a sadist. It's such a coincidence that the following day Tamara went missing all of a sudden. I sensed that you were the one behind it but I did not want to tell anyone but you know I can't see the woman I love in danger so I had to talk s

And even worse, THE CALL HAD COME FROM THIS OFFICE; IT HAD BEEN MADE IN HIS OFFICE. *** He placed a finger on her mouth to stall her questions and said, ‘Sita is a trained assassin. She was alert and Beston had warned us that the threat of something happening in a few days was not too unreal.’ He stiffened and went on grimly, “The attempt was thwarted.’