I Fell In Love With The Villainess 소설 & 이야기

Her name fell from my lips, softer this time. “Selene…” And when I pulled her toward me, her cries filled the room— Echoing against stone and silence— Until they became something else entirely. Not love. Not hate. Something darker. Something final. And somewhere deep inside me… I accepted it. If I had to be the villain to remain in her story— Then so be it. 🔥

She was given a shot at what love and romance can be with a villain. A villain who offered her the contract she cannot reject. The very person who is sleeping soundly against her chest. The man named Navier. When novels and stories established that bad guys can fool you for their angelic looks and irresistible charms, they were not kidding about it at all. Now, dating the villain does not seem so bad... or does it?

She lets out a gasp when I begin to trail kisses down her neck and tilts her head, burying further into the pillow. Her hands fall to my shoulders with a firm grip. But I don’t stop. Not even for a second. My fingers encircle her hips as my lips slide down to her collarbone like melted butter. Every kiss is an explanation of my desperate love for her. “Zack,” she begins, trying to keep her voice steady. “What do you think might be Marcellus’ next step?” I lift my head and press my forehead against hers. “To kill me?” “Seriously?” A crease forms between her eyebrows.

A faint, thrilling heat began to uncoil in her stomach. "If your son knew his father was sleeping with the woman he loves, I imagine he'd be quite horrified," Nicha sneered. The petite woman made a move to get up and leave. This middle-aged man was simply far too charismatic. Even though he was approaching his fifties, his magnetism was undeniably dangerous. "I'm not the only villain here, Nicha. You're just as wicked as I am," Chayon said, his jaw tightening. "And so what?" the younger woman fired back.

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

She gasped in shock at the indent in her white walls which was now painted with the crimson colour of Raphael's blood. She felt bad. Of course she did. Tami was never a girl for hate or hateful words, but what other reaction can you give a man who had stolen you from your home, your family and life? And to make it worse, had somehow STILL found his way in her heart? 'That much wasn’t his fault, now was it?' her subconscious accused, obviously on her heart's side. She groaned, hating that despite everything, she couldn't help but imagine the sweet nine year old at summer camp that cut his knee and cried for her help. She had helped him with his knee, and they became summer camp besties.

Maybe… maybe I would show him that I wasn’t as weak as he thought. The problem was… I still loved him. I hated it. I hated him for making me love him even when he broke me. I hated myself for wanting him to notice, to care, to regret. And I hated the fear bubbling inside me—the fear that I couldn’t escape him completely, not yet, not without losing something of myself in the process. But I knew this: things were about to get worse. And I was ready to fight back. Because someone who treats you like this… someone who cheats, lies, manipulates… doesn’t get to control your heart forever. Not me.

They kept telling me that it's never a good idea to always place your trust in people, and I keep averting my eyes from them while seeming to go with the flow. I can eventually accomplish something that would improve me as a person and a villainess compared to how I was in my previous life, now that I've learned that lesson the hard way. I say, putting on my fakest charming smile that they can't help but admire, "Thank you ladies, you flutter me this much." You can admire me all you want, but I'll be the one who can ultimately betray you all. I smirk inside and finally murmur as I continue to enjoy my tea at the mere concept of that.

“So, will you listen to me now and not act all sorry and sad when we talk about our beginning? I think we have a really thrilling love story.” She beamed. “Is it because I am the villain in the story?” I asked her. She glared adorable at me. “You are not a villain, my love. You are my prince charming. Oh, wait, you aren’t a prince. You are my charming king.” Goodness gracious. I am about to lose myself even more. How can one small woman be capable of making me so weak and completely smitten by her? I don’t care though. I am happy to be so taken by her and I know she feels the same. I mean, look at her.

It was like she took a sharp knife and stabbed me with it in the heart. I arrived home an hour later. I did not know what to expect or what to feel, but I knew for sure I was not staying in the room with Lois. I just couldn’t do it. Staying on the same bed with the woman who hated me absolutely triggered something in me, I really thought me and Lois had some kind of connection, I thought a spark was felt between us during these past days. Turns out I was just so stupid and getting ahead of myself. Who could have thought a woman would make me feel this way? I, the CEO of the biggest robotics company in the world and the richest man in the country. Who would have thought a woman would play the