Novel & Cerita The Villain's Beloved Daughter

I reminded him gently. He started to shake his head. “Not really. Not really, Daethie. I was hiding you from the world because I feared that if they knew, they would take you away from me.” He sighed heavily, and cupped my cheek, his thumb stroking over the skin. “I was still my father’s son. It seemed not to matter as much in Nerith, and not at all when I was alone with you… And I could pretend to myself… But when Ecaeris brought me the formal clothes and told me that they’d had to amputate that man’s arm,” he drew in a deep breath through his nose and released it. “And then, there you were, every inch the princess amongst your family… I realized that I was a villain, just like my father. A

Respecting my desire for privacy, she chose to stand by me, an oasis of warmth amidst the chill of secrecy. “You had better be fine. I'm here if you ever wanna talk,” she said to me, not looking convinced. Time pressed on, and eventually, my path crossed with Dani, the only son of Lord Damon. He had not wasted time in making his feelings, or whatever he thought it was, known to me. “I'm in love with you, Isadora ” were his usual words to me. In my quest for revenge, I saw his affection as an opportunity I couldn't resist. I had grown cold, calculating, using my charms to manipulate him into becoming vulnerable to me.

“It’s not.” I watched her carefully. “Why?” She didn’t answer immediately. But when she did, her voice didn’t rise. “My father is a villain,” she said simply. “He always has been.” “That’s not a reason,” I said. “It is when he’s also a bad father.” That… that was personal. “He doesn’t love,” she continued. “Not people. Not women. Not even his own blood. He studies affection the way he studies weapons.” Diego scoffed. “You expect us to believe this isn’t a trap?”

"This is a neutral zone. The Ark has been recognized by the old families since." "I don't care about your treaties," Giuliana interrupted, her voice cutting through his words like a blade. "You have taken something that belongs to the Moretti bloodline. That makes you an enemy. And I have spent sixty years teaching enemies what happens when they cross me." "She isn't Moretti property," Viktor's voice boomed from his screen. "She is my daughter. Petrov blood. If anyone has claim to her, it's me." "Your daughter?" Giuliana's cold eyes shifted to Viktor's feed. "The daughter you sold to Lorenzo Valenti twenty years ago? The daughter you allowed to be raised as a weapon? You forfeited your claim

Besides, you're a girl, and she has a son to inherit the family business. "She doesn't care about you at all. Only someone as stupid as you thinks she treats you like her own daughter!" Blood trickled from the corner of my lips, but she was not finished. She picked up her phone and dialed my dad's number. "Connor! Bring that homewrecker here, or I'll push her off this cliff!" I turned my head away, not wanting to listen to her manipulations. However, she did not seem bothered and took a photo of me to send to my dad.

“If you don’t come back with us today, you’re no longer my daughter!” I was stunned. Then, I saw their anxious and hopeful looks. A moment later, I threw my body before their feet, but I still refused to move the scissors from my neck. Utterly disheartened, my parents left. As I gritted my teeth and wiped away my tears, I continued kneeling as if nothing had happened. Those words continued showing up. [Honestly, the villainess is really pitiful. I can’t believe she’d do so much for an adopted son. I think she’s going to break down once she learns the truth.]

she said and then sighed. “You knew how much it would hurt me to hear it. That my only daughter is planning to be a vampire, an abomination” she added. I just stood there frozen at the new discovery; I am the actual villain. She trusted me and saw me as her friend, and I can’t believe that I betrayed her. I am the villain in her love story and now it all makes sense. “The reason you are cursed was because you were willing to pay any price if it meant that you would mate with my daughter” she said and then scoffed.

He said coldly, before turning towards my direction. “This is my daughter, Mara.” He said before pointing towards her. “I'm glad to meet a beautiful angel.” I voiced out softly. “Don't form friendships here, because I'm never going to treat you as my mother.” The young girl said before she ran to her room. At that point I wondered what sort of training they gave such a child, because she wasn't just rude but also a beast. It seems it runs through the family line, the villain nature of the Adrian's didn't stop at their father but also followed to their grandchildren.

Venom tsked as he look at Valerian, "You better make my daughter happy, and you better love her for eternity. If you make her cry and hurt her in anyway, I'm gonna assassinate you. Is that clear?" He immediately nodded his head, "Don't worry, I will take care of her and protect her and love her for eternity." Veron glare at Venom, "Why are you threatening my son? You should also say something on your daughter." Venom glared back then he pointed at his daughter, Zelia who was smiling sweetly at them, "So you think my daughter would hurt him in anyway? Huh?" He look at Zelia who was smiling sweetly at them, like she's an angel that descend on the heaven. He shook his head, "No, she's too kind

I loved her too much, and the thought of her in pain in the dungeons plagued me. " What do you mean?" he asked, his eyebrows furrowed. " She's the daughter of the most dangerous rogue, Vlad, and only came here to get data to attack," I told him. He was shocked; his eyes widened. Everyone in the ranks knew the power of that rogue. He had many rogues on his beck and call and had caused chaos in the realm. We had been looking for him for years, but the bastard was good at hiding. " Oh goddess, what will happen now?" he asked, gulping his whiskey.