Novel & Cerita Make Me Your Villain

“Hit me all you want. If that’s what it takes to drain it out of you—do it. But don’t you ever fucking try to run from me.” Unless I do. She shudders, and for a second, I think she’ll break down. But instead, she yanks her hands free and lands another punch to my chest. I let it land. Harder this time. Good. I want her rage. I want her teeth and claws and every broken piece. Because maybe if I take her worst, she won’t see mine. Maybe if I give her a villain to blame, she won’t look too closely and realize I already am one.

I was still speaking when Maya smacked my hand softly. “Nah-uh, don't you dare feel bad for nobody's betrayal…. you're not the villain in this goddamn story girl!! He and his entire sicko family are the devil here, remember? They tricked you, lied to you and now they're trying to play some goddamn supero spy shit with you, that is some villain type of bullshit and you don't have any right to feel sad about getting up in their ass and sniffing them out.” She said then crossed her arms.

“It would be better to be a concubine so if he brings a lot of women, he won't notice me.” Yes, that's right! It would be good if it's just like that! I don't want to associate myself with that psychopathic villain. Who knows when my death flag would be set up if I dare ever meet that villain who would be the one to kill me? It would be better if he wouldn't notice me so that I could do what I wanted and then secretly build my own company, then after I'm sure with my abilities, there's nothing that could shake me even that psychopathic villain and after that, I would file a divorce

I lean closer to the mirror, applying another coat of lipstick… bloodred and unapologetic. The color bleeds across my lips, transforming my mouth into something both beautiful and lethal. My eyes are rimmed with black, making my irises look almost supernatural in their intensity. Cold. Calculating. Unflinching. These are the eyes of a woman with nothing left to lose. The thought curls my lips into a smile that doesn't reach those eyes. I step back, assessing the final product. The world wants a villain? I'll give them one they'll never forget!

“To dumb it down, everyone hates you so much. They would rather gush out their eyes than see you win this game." The system's voice was steady, calm, void of emotions, but to Melissa it felt a sharp iron rod to her chest. She knew she was hated, but for them to be willing to inflict pain on themselves just as not to see her victorious was just psychopathic. “As for your second question, why do you have to be the villain?" the system continued casually as though reading the weather. “Because being evil suits you, besides you had one of those most gruesome betrayals in your past life, so I am certain you can channel just enough anger to make this game the hottest thing on national television."

Was it my fault, or is Vivaldi stronger than I thought? "Maybe you fought back," I say, desperation creeping into my words. "You're so stupid," he scoffs. "I didn't feel you take control, so I had nothing to fight. You know what? I hate you. You call me a villain, but you're the real monster. You're selfish and mean, keeping the power to free me when I need it most. You don't trust me, but I've given you every reason to. Just will the answers out of me, damn it!"

He taunted trying to rile me. I run his tip once more, causing him to hiss, enjoying the slow, sweet torture. "I was never a saint, Mikhail. A fallen Mafia heiress, I can proudly be the villain of the story. We are both adults. The best we can do is make this mistake worth it." That was what he was turning me into. I am a selfish woman. I might regret this later but it was both our fault for him to make me drawn to him. My hands grabbed his face and I stole his hot lips, that was scorching on mine. The kiss was intense, making me lose every other reservation. Mikhail didn't hold back either.

But Vanessa charged on without restraint this time, her hands gesturing wildly. “I am sick of this entire family! Your …your, uhm…grand murder keeps trying to invent ways to get rid of me, while your precious Isla walks around pretending she’s the damn Queen of England! I kept to myself, Nate. I minded my business until they forced me to fight back. Remember that!” Her voice had a fresh crack of rage. “And now, I’m the villain? I’m the problem? I’m the snake?” Her hands were flailing in the air. “I’m the one you’re ashamed of?”

From the man who believes he is always in control. Long time, Gianne, he wrote, adding a laughing emoji. Thor. Asshole.

make him fall than break his heart! Listen I'm not a cruel person but deceiving me like that! Using me like that! I will not tolerate this miserable treatment! Yes, I like you, but I don't love you and now what I feel the most for you is pure hatred! I know it's going to be hard but I rather live like a villain than knowing there's no tomorrow. TBC