Villain Retirement Novels & Stories

Damian Villareal, Please accept this letter as formal notification of my resignation from my position as Executive Assistant at Villareal Holdings. The words, so simple and so professional, were a lie. They were a carefully constructed facade, a mask to hide the raw, unshielded grief that was tearing her apart. She was not just resigning from a job. She was resigning from a life she had only just begun to glimpse. She was resigning from the silent, unyielding presence of a man who had, in the most profound way imaginable, just saved her. She was resigning from the quiet moments of shared silence, from the small, beautiful acts of care, from the promise of a future she had no right to hope fo

I am going to die without anyone caring about what happened to me. ‘Who am I kidding? The villainess will never get a good ending… No matter what. Someone like me can’t have one. It will always end the same for me. Always going to have a bad ending. Even if… Even if I wanted a different one this time… I wanted things to be different…’

And every single time they asked me why — I told them the truth. “I’m stepping down because I finally have someone worth stepping down for.” That shut them up quick enough. By the end of the week, the outlines of my retirement were solid: I’d retain the chairmanship of Throne Industries, keeping my legitimate empire intact. But I’d hand over the underworld’s reins to Caisen and remain connected as a quiet advisor — a shadow they still feared enough not to cross. Enough power to protect Caelen. Enough distance to finally live the life I wanted with him.

In a more serious tone, he began, his voice low, "What I heard about this Alpha Evan just now and from others around, he doesn't sound very trustworthy. He only became an Alpha a few months back. Like you just heard, no one knows where he came from." "Rumour has it, that he killed the previous Alpha and a bunch of most powerful soldiers of their pack in a fight. And the others were too scared of his strength to challenge him, so he ended up becoming their Alpha. That man spells trouble, Mel. Don't go falling for his words," Raymond finished, his tone full of warning.

Alaine said coldly. “As for you getting your position back,” Alaine said as she pretended to be in thoughts then sharply looked at the man. “No way. My father retired so many years ago but because of you not going your work and he hasn’t enjoyed his retirement at all. Do you want to kill him cause overworking as he tries to cover for you? Brian Grant, my father doesn’t owe you anything for him to work for you. I will be employing someone capable enough to take that position so that my old man can enjoy his retirement peacefully without having to pave way for you.”

Victor laughed softly. Too softly. “I’m glad you still have your sense of humor despite recent difficulties.” There it was again. That careful way powerful people spoke when threatening someone politely. Elena studied him quietly. Then remembered the transfer records. Victor’s department appeared three times in the missing financial trails. Interesting. Very interesting. “You’ve worked with Vale Group for almost twenty years, correct?” she asked smoothly. Victor nodded once. “Since your father first expanded into international development.” “And you remained loyal all this time?”

“The siege ends now. You’re all dead. The reforms were my way in. The changes were my way in. The board votes were my way in. The merger collapse was my plan from the beginning. I paid the right people. I made it happen on purpose. I wanted ValeTech. I wanted control. And now I have the contracts. The emails. The bank records. The enemy now? He shot at us? Right there? The family dynamic collapses right now?” Damien raised his gun. “Not tonight. We fight together. As family. For the first time. The real threat is Victor. The half-blood. The one who paid the right people? The one who made the merger collapse on purpose? He wanted ValeTech? He wanted control? And now he has the contracts? The

We did not have much savings due to her condition, and our daughter Samantha had just entered university, leaving us with insufficient funds to cover her tuition. Since retiring, I had not been able to find a stable job. It was not easy for me to finally get hired at this factory. Dignity was nothing to me if it meant I could make a living, but that did not mean I felt all right with being disrespected. "Yes, I do," I heard myself saying. A cold smile slowly appeared on Tony's face. "Good!" He yelled at his assistant, "Prepare a contract right now!"

The woman smiled before replying " well he told us not to tell you who he was but I would like you to thank him properly so it's right to tell you his name , It's Darryl Matthew" " Darryl !!!" She was shocked . Wait , wasn't he that famous basketball? he was always indifferent towards her though and yes he was the Villîan in the book . He later died in the book, even Jade had also had died before the end of the book and she was guessing it was an happy ending for the leads .

I turned around to stare directly into his eyes, which looked cryptic under the dim light. "Sorry to disappoint you, but I am not Annika Summers. I am Vivian Cunningham, your wife. Remember?" I said sarcastically before running out of the closet. I did my best to hold back my tears and not cry in front of him, but my emotional armor shattered as soon as I rushed into the room and locked myself inside. It was just a mistake, a drunken mistake. Nothing else. What did I expect? Of course, he's still in love with his little bird. Of course, he didn't want me.