Romans & histoires I Was Discovered By The Villain

"I'm hiding too, you could say... From all my mistakes..." "Mistakes?" "Yes... I'm sure you already know..." "That what?" "That I'm the one in your dreams... The villain.," She choked on her drink so caught off guard by the way he said it that she beat on her chest coughing erratically. He handed her a napkin, "Are you okay?" "Yes yes, I am... I just... How did you know?" "How did I know what?" "That you were the villain in my dreams, no I mean that... that I know that you were the villain in my dreams,"

“I’ll do it. But you need to speak. On camera. Your face, your voice, your story.” I hesitated. “They’ll come for me.” “They already are,” Liam said. “Might as well make it count.” I stepped in front of the camera. Tamar adjusted the lens. The red light blinked. And I began. “My name is Isla Ventris. I was never meant to survive. I was meant to be erased—like my mother. But I carry her legacy. And the truth behind the Origin Protocol. Scarlett Monarch murdered my mother. She’s hunting me because I can expose her. But I’m done hiding.”

If he discovered I was now living with his family, he wouldn't hesitate to use my vulnerability as a weapon. And what would happen if he found out I was spreading my legs and letting his own father fuck me behind closed doors? What would happen if he discovered the raw, forbidden scent of my slick on Alpha Varg’s skin and decided to tell it to everyone, exposing me as a traitor to Ember? My world was shattering directly in front of my eyes, turning into nothing more than jagged, lethal shards of glass. “No,” I whispered into the empty room, my hands flying up to clutch at my hair as I stood up from the bed. “No, no, no. All of these things cannot be happening to me at once. The goddess canno

"Until what?" "Until they're as broken as I was. Until they're destroyed from the inside out. Until they beg for the mercy I'll never give." I looked out the window. "And then only then I release the data. I let the world see what they really are. And I watch them burn." "You've become the villain." "No." I smiled. Cold. Empty. "I've become what they made me. And that's so much worse than a villain." "What's worse than a villain?"

I couldn’t even imagine the horrors he must have suffered—every bit of it that had stolen his ability to feel. Last night he’d laid himself bare to me, he’d let me see a part of him that not many knew about, and I couldn’t help but wonder what’ll happen when he discovered that I was nothing but a lie. I’d tricked his beta into revealing confidential information about the pack—information that’ll be used against them. Guilt twisted in my chest at the thought. Turns out he was never the Villian, no, the real villian was me, I just didn’t realize it. And in the end, i’ll be forced to choose between my pack–my family and a man who couldn’t love me.

And nobody had suffered enough to forget that. I wiped my eyes, then asked the question that mattered most. “Who found you?” The room immediately tensed. Isabella’s expression darkened. The warmth vanished. Fear returned—powerful, immediate. She looked toward Marcus, toward Damien, toward the door, making sure it was closed, making sure nobody else could hear. Then she whispered: “Victor.” The name landed heavily. I frowned. The reaction around me was worse. Marcus swore. Adrian went pale. Nathan closed his eyes. And Damien’s jaw tightened dangerously. That was enough to tell me everything. Victor wasn’t just another name. Victor mattered. A lot.

🖱️Victor🖱️ I know he doesn’t trust me. Not the way you trust someone with your back turned and your eyes closed. He watches me sometimes like he’s waiting for the other shoe to drop. Like he expects me to wake up one day and remember I’m supposed to be the villain in his story. But that doesn’t matter right now. Because today was the most fun I have ever had in my entire life. And that’s not something I say lightly.

"Hello, Victoria." Her voice dripped with icy disdain. "Isabella, I must say, I am thoroughly disappointed in you. How could you think you could hide your humble background from someone like Xander? I always knew there was something off about you." Dread settled in the pit of my stomach as I realized the gravity of her words. Victoria had discovered my secret past, a past I had fought so hard to leave behind. The fear of exposure loomed over me, threatening to unravel everything I had worked for.

Now, it’s a good thing that we are all single and free from guys who will just gonna caused us pain. Tomorrow, this will reach tons of views, with Ara who has a lot of connections specially hackers. She was a gamer and she was literally addicted to computers so she spent her high school with gaming and exploring the web. It might not eb obvious to her, but she is a pro of computers. She’s sweet looking but surprisingly, who would have thought that she has this talent with computers. Hailee, she’s the bad bitch and spoiled brat. She always finds trouble with those wicked bitches out there who would try to fight with us. She never let a simple argument to slip and she make sure that at the end

] [Sure, the male lead is a prince, but the villainess is no Cinderella. Right. It was all a dream, and it was time to wake up. I let go of his shirt and forced out a smile. "Thank you for saving me back then. I hope you'll be happy." Victor winked at me, his smile beautiful. "As long as you're by my side, I'll be happy." "Victor, are you hiding something from me?" Victor's body gave a small tremor, and he lowered his eyes. "No." He worked to force a smile. "How could I ever bear to lie to you? I'll have someone draw you a bath."