The Archvillain's Daughter In Law の小説・ストーリー

The suffocating, aristocratic arrogance of Vivienne Valerius completely paralyzed the pristine air of the supreme boardroom. The Archangel just legally appointed me as the absolute guardian of your children. And I vote to take them. Lucian's massive, heavily corded frame did not just tense; the apocalyptic predator entirely, catastrophically snapped. The feral King of the American underworld let out a deafening, demonic roar that physically shook the heavy mahogany table. He completely forgot about the federal cameras. He forgot about the twelve trembling billionaires in the shadows. The woman who had tried to murder his heirs in the Alpine safe house was standing in the light, legally deman

She was only doing it because it was her job, and she wasn’t really rude to me, unlike the sales assistant. “Mrs. Molly, this is Luna Astraea Verlice of the Infernal Shadows pack,” I told her, and the gasp the sales assistant let out was enough to make me snicker. Luna Astraea smiled, and Goddess, if I hadn’t felt guilty, I would have loved her even more because she proudly declared, “And this.” She linked her arm with mine like usual before continuing, “Is my soon-to-be my daughter-in-law, or you can also call her the future Luna of the Infernal Shadows Pack. Victoria is the mate of my son, Alpha Damien Verlice.”

I said. The lady with a brown hair raised her hand before she plastered a smile. "I am Lalaina D'arch, I am a daughter of marques D'arch." The next lady raised her hand, she looks embarrassed but I like her aura, a secretive sly fox. "I am Reinah Jawoschette, from the manor of Duke Jawoschette. My mother is one of your mother's friend your Highness," she said. Oh, I don't quite remember her mother but let's just give her a smile.

She's definitely going to make Vivian's life a living hell! A smile tugged at my lips as I splashed the champagne in my glass straight into the lead socialite's face. "Since when did any of you earn the right to bully someone under my protection?" The women's faces turned green with embarrassment and anger, yet not one of them dared to say a word. The floating comments exploded. [Holy crap? Since when did the villainess start acting like a CEO from a romance novel? Why is this so satisfying?!] [Our girl finally has someone standing up for her! I'm crying! Her family's been a mess since she was little.

Archer was the heir of the Duncan family. And her? She was a fallen socialite, a once-proud daughter of the Jackson family, now a divorced woman. She trusted Archer precisely because she knew there was nothing he could gain from her. The most valuable thing she had was probably just… herself. But what if Archer had really done something to hurt her? The thought stung, twisting inside her. She felt shaken and uneasy.

When I turned around to look where she had gone, I found her bowing at the waist. "Where you go, we will follow. We are yours to command and send to our deaths. The Valkyrie was created in your name and will die with that honor," Sonja stood and I saw the determination within her face. Her eyes hard and her lips thin. "There is no one we wish to obey more than the Killer Queen and her daughter, the heir and coming Witch Queen."

Ariana pouted and cooed, "Mr. Edison, a real man owns up to losing a bet. No cheating now. I'm having you today, no matter what." "Carson, my husband's useless, and Ariana's husband is dead. Why don't you just satisfy us both for once? I heard from Chloe that you're extremely well-endowed. Don't worry, we'd never breathe a word to anyone." Susan's face brimmed with seductive charm. I was speechless. Even if they had needs, I was Chloe's future father-in-law. That still made us relatives by marriage. Then it hit me. "So tonight's card game… you planned all this, didn't you?"

I bite my inner cheek until I taste blood, forcing my brain to back away from the gap. I don't need the exact dates. What I need is something different. I force my eyes open, taking a deep, shuddering breath to steady my lungs before forcing myself to speak aloud again, my voice trembling slightly as I pace toward the doorway. "Augustine was a highly coveted mate in his youth, but even though he had pledged himself to Bea Bellmoore, half the young female omegas and betas in the pack chased him relentlessly.” Among them was Clara Bellmoore, Bea’s own sister. The original villainess, and my mother.

He wouldn't recognize me—not while he was in the grip of a full panic episode—but Kingsley's presence seemed to act as a weak anchor. I crouched down too, my heart tightening as I reached out my hand to give it a try. But the moment Ronn saw my shadow, he shrank back further into the wall. It hit me like a blow to the chest. I ruled an empire, commanded hundreds of men, and yet I couldn't even comfort my own son. “Ronn,” Kingsley called out softly, keeping his hands low and visible as he reached under the bed. Ronn stayed hidden. Kingsley slowly pulled his hand back and stood up, his expression turning furious.

Unable to stay in T city, the Archer family hastily sent Liora Archer abroad to marry a man in his fifties, divorced three times. Before leaving, Liora Archer made a phone call to Octavia Everly. "Now that you've become a family tragedy, do you still have the qualification to contact me?" Octavia Everly said disdainfully. Liora Archer, gripping the phone with white fingers, adjusted her scarf, afraid of recognition. She coldly said, "Vincent Russo and I are both victims. Guess who orchestrated this beautiful plan?" "Octavia Everly, I'm just reminding you. If you don't deal with Lyra sooner, get ready to be dealt with by her!"