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What he shared with Noemi was nothing but platonic love. A great love story always needs a villainess to make it burn. And that villainess was me. Gianna Milano. The plot called for me to discover the emotional affair and go to war against Noemi: petty cruelty, jealous rages, one humiliation after another, all of it making Noemi shine brighter by contrast. Renato's contempt for me would grow until he handed me the divorce papers himself. Then I'd run to my father, try to use the family to tear them apart.

"What's she doing here?" The group of socialites visibly stiffened when they saw me. Everyone in high society knew about my reputation. I was known for being arrogant, unhinged, and untouchable. I didn't spare them a glance. Instead, I looked down at Vivian, who was soaked from head to toe. The floating comments began racing across my vision. [The villainess is about to lose it! Vivian, run!] [It's over! Quinn saw the male lead trying to save Vivian. She's definitely going to make Vivian's life a living hell!]

Shit. I looked at my face in the mirror. I still flinch everytime I see these beautiful features. The appearance of this face is so damn beautiful. And I'm a fool who doesn't use Fuschia’s beauty properly. Too bad though. Even in my previous life, I couldn't get a face like this even though I go through plastic surgery many times. In this life, I am determined to use my beauty properly! Villainess is a beautiful and powerful character! I am the villainess in this story, no need to act kind!

– Or there is something else. Then she approached him climbed on top of his waist and spoke. - Don't let me down, bat. - And so, he opened his pants and boxers and slipped them from his legs and took them off him. The woman sucked on him, then she swallowed his cock in one go, at which point, he realized that villains liked a blowjob and besides, they were good at it. He found out that whoever was inside the circle of villains, there were bisexuals and futanaris if he was correct...

Julian Hart had me move into his basement so he could trample on my dignity whenever he pleased. What he didn’t know was that I had transmigrated from the real world into the novel. When Julian insulted me, I endured it without talking back. When he slapped me, I licked his palm. When his first love stepped on me with her high heel to assert her dominance, I told her that the scent of her perfume reached me before the pain did. A year later, Julian was so disgusted by me that he almost knelt down and begged me to keep my distance from them. But there was no way I was leaving. I hadn’t come to tear them apart. I had come to join them.

Reyn's hand fell to his side as he glared at Zale. I stood between them, all three of us naked. Ahhh, two hot male leads, with huge—no, no, no, two hot male leads are fighting over me, this is a dream, I thought, giggling mentally, but keeping a worried facial. But I am the villainess here, isn't this occurring too fast? Trust should be hard to build. But this is a fictional world; anything is possible, I thought, my head turning from side to side, swooning over the muscular bodies.

“Then I’ll take it back. She wants to play a game of exposure? I’ll show her exposure.” “Meaning?” His eyes narrowed in suspicion. “She has secrets, Victor. Everyone does. And I’ll drag them into the light until she drowns in them.” Victor’s lips curled into a sly smile. “Dangerous move. But fitting for the villain you claim to be.” I ignored his mockery and picked up the glass again, the whiskey swirling like my rage. “Villains win because they’re willing to do what heroes won’t.” “Or because they don’t know when to stop,” Victor countered.

What the fuck was that? She was evil if I was to say and talk for her. That was clearly evil yo stab someone through the eyes. But nevertheless, I wanted her to pay for the whole crime she had caused. Her days of making women cry was over. 3 villain's in the line. 1 about to be brought down and 2 still living there life's thinking they're safe.

I'd told him to be careful, but no, he hadn't listened. It would be fun seeing him explain his way out of this one. "Yeah, Evan, why don't you tell her what that means?" He shot me a look, making me stifle a laugh before turning to Serena. "Uh, a virgin is a very sweet, very beautiful woman. Yes, that's what a virgin is." The young girl nodded gravely in understanding. "So that means mommy is virgin too! She is the prettiest woman I know!" Serena said, giving me a gap toothed grin.

"Vhy do you like the vampire movies so much, My Chocolate Princess?" After taking some calming breaths she looks curiously at me, "Why do you call me, Chocolate Princess?" "Ve all call you something different, and that's what I choose to call you. And because you are My Little Chocolate Princess." She smiles and answers, "Oh ok cool, and because I love villains! And in most of the movies or stories that I've seen or read vampires are the villains." Indeed this is true, "So you like villains?" She smirks, "Yes I do. Why does the good guy have to win all of the time? I think that villains should win sometimes too." She gives a flirty smirk and looks at me through her long lashes, "What do you