I Raised The Villains Preciously の小説・ストーリー

"I can't believe garbage like you isn't in prison." I kicked him in the shin this time. I'm really going all out. All my self defense training for that action movie was not in vain. After all, I was in the body of a villainess, so it was unlikely to have the benefit of the coincidence of someone coming to its lovely rescue. "You creepy bastard! Disgusting piece of shit!" That pervert was literally on the ground right now, screaming in pain and disbelief as I continued to beat him up and cursed him.

I'm reining myself around her, but I can't hold it any longer. She disappears upstairs with her friends. I spin. Vikas is already waiting for my attention. Kadam is standing behind him, head bowed, eyes full of fear. I stride at him, "I'll cut you in pieces if you deviate from your duty again." He's the best at his job, I don't wanna kill him. "I've taken a blood oath boss. It won't happen again." He bows his head. He couldn't meet my gaze as he knew it would be his last move on this earth.

Viso raised the gun in his hand and smirked secretly. “Because my life is too precious, and now you are with me, your life becomes precious too. Being a well-known billionaire, you have many enemies and rivals in this field, Isabel. And not to forget, I recently made a new enemy. So yes, for the safety purpose and to protect ourselves we have to keep this thing with us, sometimes.” Isabel felt guilt catching her heart When He said a new enemy. The Mafia who wanted her! But again, her heart also swelled when He said she became precious too.

Hissing I got into a low crouch and Cain immediately positioned himself in front of me. “I’m your opponent asshole” he spat out. “And once I’m done with you” Kokabiel said, his voice melodic and smooth “I am going to carve her pretty flesh up, making it lovely, so lovely and red.” Then he picked his teeth with one of his extra long nails as I shuddered. Then looking directly at me he patted his belt, where the scalps of his victims swung; and I knew what my fate would be if he got his hands on me.

Her marriage had turned out to be her worst nightmare, a mistake she would never repeat in life. She had to get out when the water turned cold. Going to the bedroom, she took out her phone. She had installed a camera in the warehouse without the goons' knowledge so that she could monitor what was happening. She turned on the camera and smiled. She knew that the men would not be able to resist Vinca's naked body even though she had warned them not to touch her. They were men, after all, and were bound to play. Her plans were working out well. She wanted to ruin Vinca's reputation and not necessarily kill her. After being defiled by the three goons, she was going to release her into the woods.

The same Dylan who would grow up to become the villain of the novel. A villain whose spiraling descent into darkness would be triggered by a singular, devastating betrayal: the cold, unfeeling rejection from his mother. Her hands trembled in indecision, hovering awkwardly in the air as she grappled with conflicting emotions. Should she reach out to him? Comfort him? She was all too aware of the story—knew the path that lay ahead. In the original narrative, the mother pushed Dylan away, ignoring his desperate cries and ultimately abandoning him emotionally in favor of a new life with her charming second husband.

“Instead of them thinking you’ve been kidnapped, they’ll now believe you’re the villain!” What? What is she even talking about? Kidnap? Villain? This is insane. She’s been spouting off about her master plan, throwing around words like "kidnap" and "villain" as if we're in some kind of crime fiction. Her wild eyes and manic grin make her look even more unhinged. My mind races, trying to make sense of her madness. Why is she doing this? What does she want from me?

I was sick of this game. “I’m grateful I didn’t inherit your ambition. I won’t ever turn my children into pawns in this horrendous game for power. Not Daniele, not Simona, not Gabriel.” I touched my belly. “Because they all are my children, and I’ll fight everyone like a warrior to protect them of the horrors of this world, even if they come in the shape of my own parents.”

He was brought to his knees, stripped of his title and his dignity. Lily was dragged from her chair, her pleas for mercy falling on deaf ears. By twisting the truth, I had ensured they would share the same fate—not as enemies, but as co-conspirators. As they were dragged toward the dungeons, Gabriel stepped to my side, his hand resting firmly on the small of my back. "You played a dangerous game, Vanessa," he whispered, watching our enemies disappear into the dark corridor. "I didn't play a game, Gabriel," I replied, looking up at him. "I ended one.”

“Ah that? It was just a gift for someone. During a party like that, don't you think someone was bound to make trouble? Despite it not being a large scale party like this, I've been to quite a few banquets and parties where I was on my own and trouble came rearing its head. So I concluded that it would be the same for a banquet like this. Women who would feel uncomfortable when another woman who has a much higher power than they are shows up. And it's like their IQ goes down and they suddenly forget that if they go up to these more powerful people and bully them, then the powerful people will retaliate. So, I counted on the lowered IQ of those people, they were bound to show themselves one wa