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The night Cassian Arden met Seraphina Laurent. The night Elena Vale became the villainess. Her fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table. Because she remembered. Every chapter. Every humiliation. Every death flag. She wasn’t in her world anymore. She was inside a novel. A bestselling romance story she once read during chemotherapy nights before everything went dark. And she had become the character everyone hated. Elena Vale. The obsessive fiancée. The “villainess who burns at the end.” Her legs weakened. She almost laughed.

Francis wasn’t sated. Even as Elina's breaths evened, he rolled her onto her back again, eyes devouring her flushed form. “Not done yet, angel. These tits need more attention.” His voice was a gravelly command, laced with that unquenchable hunger that made her pulse race despite the exhaustion settling into her limbs. Elina's chest heaved, her massive D-cup breasts still glistening from their earlier frenzy, red marks blooming where his teeth and fingers had claimed them. She looked up at him through half-lidded eyes, her love for this man, a fierce, all-consuming fire, burning brighter than any fatigue.

"Every woman needs the confidence to stand up to her fellow woman, especially in the midst of the wealthy and influential. Their confidence comes from wearing expensive dresses and dulling themselves up. Makeup is one confidence booster. You'll see what I mean when you get to the event." I listened to the girl. She seemed to know a thing about these affluent people. "You seem to know a lot about the rich," I said and saw a trace of a smile form on her lips. "We fiction lovers tend to know a lot. In this billionaire subgenre of your romance story, you're the Female lead. The heroine with whom the hero is interested in. Mr. Arnold is the hero. In every story, there is a villain or villains in

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He spoke as if he were engaged in a debate with Heather, with both of them holding opposing views regarding a certain topic. “No. I don’t care for fairytale romances. Princes fall for beautiful princesses, so the only catch is that the people they fall for must be exceptionally beautiful.” No longer a young girl, Heather didn’t long for that kind of romance. “It’s as if beauty and kindness is all there is to women. Yet, those who possess both don’t usually find their prince-charming. Instead, they had to deal with all sorts of scoundrels.” She hit the nail on the head with that line.

"He said I had neither good looks nor good personality." "He is a pig. Forget about him." Anna patted her head trying to calm her down. "How can he say that to me?" "People like them only derseve people like Barbara. Don't worry, one day you will find a man who will love you with all his heart." "But I don't want that man. I don't want anyone. I don't want to be humiliated again." She sniffed and rubbed her cheeks while Anna inahled deeply. "This always happens with us. These people with good looks have very ugly hearts. They don't care about others feelings. All they care is only about them."

I am worth my crown for sure. Maybe I shall win other kingdoms as well and have more power, and dominate several kingdoms. Or I shall put more energy into my marriage with Maleficent. She has changed a lot, it is like I do not recognize her anymore. She hasn't been doing any more magic, she has become soft, she is like a housewife, she is boring, there, I said it. What can I say, I just love having sex with whomever I want and when I want, like always, that is never gonna change. Although I admit that being with Dracono and his son Dark, might make me addicted to fuck with them.

“You’re thinking I couldn’t possibly read smut, and you’re trying to judge yourself against all the super sexy book boyfriends out there. The thing about books is that they give people something to fantasize over. Something they might not want in real life, and that’s what makes it sexy. It’s something to take yourself out of your existential, boring, mundane world for a while and put you somewhere else. Well, I do read romance. I even read erotica. That being said, it’s not real, and I don’t expect it to be. You’re real, and I want to enjoy this. With you. I have no high standards to measure you against. Believe me. You already get a ten from me. I’m enjoying this because it’s you. I like t

Chapter 51 He picked her from the bed with no words and walked out of the room carrying her bridal style. Humanity kept watching them like they were posing for a cover of a popular romance movie. She was not the soft heroine of one of those romance books. She is a fighter, a virago who has made even the national criminals and worst underworld leaders to taste their own shit. But the handsome Romeo Ian Walkhart was the one and only person in the world who had the capacity of arising in her the romantic titillation which she did not know she possessed.

But I have to know what this is, and figure out if it's something worth going forward with. He talks to me like he'd do anything to please me. He's already shown me that he wants to take care of me, making me think of him as one of those dark daddies you read about in those MMA romance novels. You know, the guys that will do anything, be anything, and will drop everything for the girl? The whole idea of him is like a fantasy come true. I want that fantasy to become a reality in my bed so bad.