I Became The Villain's Wife Novels & Stories

“Ms-“ “It was Adrian! He threatened me. It was him. First he tried to k.ill me after I told him I had child outside our marriage. I dropped the case hoping we would fix things, just yesterday, he threatened me saying he would kill me. Now he took my child. It was him.” “Who is Adrian?” “My husband. We are going through a divorce but I know it’s him. He is evil!” “Those are serious accusations. What is your name?” “Daisy Vale. His name is Adrian Vale. He runs GreenTech. He did this. I know he did this.” Tears filled her eyes. She looked over at her mother, shaking uncontrollably, her world caving in around her. “We are going to ask you more questions.” “I told you… it was Adrian. He threatene

He was amused "You and this woman colluded to ruin my wife… it's a shame the woman you trust is a snake… poor you, after losing your wife… you married a little slut didn't you?" Victor remarked mockingly and shifted his gaze to Valentina. He came to know of their little relationship. He didn't give a damn but Matias was a fool

Director Kade shouldn’t tell him what happened. At today’s event, I’ll finally do what I failed to do yesterday. I stared at my reflection on the screen, looking completely different, applied my red lipstick and fixed my hair. The landline rang. I picked up and went to his office. Orion was seated, and another woman in corporate wear was with him. I walked closer, and they turned to look at me. “This is the company lawyer, Miss Mary Quentin,” Lucian Blackwood said. “And you must be Gianne Morgan,” Mary Quentin said, extending her hand. We shook hands, I took a seat beside Director Kade.

"What's she doing here?" The group of socialites visibly stiffened when they saw me. Everyone in high society knew about my reputation. I was known for being arrogant, unhinged, and untouchable. I didn't spare them a glance. Instead, I looked down at Vivian, who was soaked from head to toe. The floating comments began racing across my vision. [The villainess is about to lose it! Vivian, run!] [It's over! Quinn saw the male lead trying to save Vivian. She's definitely going to make Vivian's life a living hell!]

She has been waiting for you. "Her?" I try to say. No sound comes out. Listen to what she tells you. Do not agree to anything the first time. Refuse twice. On the third time, name your price. That is the oldest rule of this water. Do you understand me, Irene? I cannot answer. The voice is fading. The warmth in my ribs is growing. My daughter. My Irene. I loved you. I love you still. I did not poison myself. Remember it was him.

“You enjoy watching people suffer and not for once have you ever seen yourself as a villain. You’re always the victim.” The words struck her harder than any slap could have. For a second, her entire body froze, then her expression darkened. “Oh, I have turned into the villain now? That’s fine,” she hissed. “If you are still hellbent on moving forward with your decision, then you will leave me with no option than to tell everyone what happened years ago. I'll tell Aria exactly what kind of monster her husband is. I will tell her you killed the only...”

He had portrayed Jean as a pitiful woman who had suffered emotional abuse from her husband and had been deceived by my corrupt behavior. Jean had also tearfully accused me, "I had been in love with Felix for years, yet I never knew he was this kind of person. He would usually give me the silent treatment. I could even put up with his occasional physical abuse. But I never expected that he would embezzle and misappropriate company property. I absolutely cannot allow myself to be the wife of a criminal." As I watched Jean accuse me and fabricate things that I didn't do, and the immense harm I had supposedly brought to her and our family, I just let out a mocking smile.

The bath was a masterpiece of marble and gold, but to Valentina, the steam felt like the humid breath of a predator. As she scrubbed the graveyard grit and dried copper of her own blood from her skin, her hands hovered protectively, almost reflexively over the slight, firm swell of her lower abdomen. Four months. She was carrying the seed of a murderer, and now she was trapped in the lair of a king. If Ian Kingston, the man whose power felt like a physical weight in every room, realized his wife was carrying another man’s blood, the 365-day contract wouldn't just be void. It would be her death warrant.

“I don't know what made you think that I was evil. I just wanted to remind you that I am not the real evil here. Soon you will realize why I was doing this!” “She's my wife! It's impossible for me to think of her as the villain. If you think that I never knew what you did to her in the mansion, you're wrong. She told me everything.” “I don't care. I am sure that she told you the wrong thing. A woman who hates me won't tell the truth but will sum up lies to make me the bad person in her own story. So, Kalvis, whatever stories you heard from your wife are not my cup of tea. Excuse me, because my husband is waiting for me.”

That Ivanka bitch almost killed his mother. I still can’t bring myself to believe that part yet. They were so in love— you all were there. Cayden rejected me because of her! My heartbreak is a testimony to their union. So how will Ivanka suddenly turn against him, steal from his pack, and attempt to murder his mum? How? Again I ask; Who makes up these scripts? But the fact that we were here now only proves that it was a real deal. The Demoness betrayed the Demon. I like how that sounds.