Villian の小説・ストーリー

Gosh, I'm so smooth. "Princess Belladonna, you have good eyes," Count Villiers said with a proud smile on his face, then he turned to his wife with sparkling eyes. Ah, it was obvious that he was so in love with the countess. "Lilian is indeed lovely." The glow in Countess Villiers's face made her look more beautiful. In fact, if they were in a webcomic, I could imagine the frame of Count and Countess Villiers filled with hearts and roses.

The man was at least 60 but flirting still didn’t leave his characteristics. "Sir this is Isabella Williams, I just wanted to know whether you liked the food from the masquerade party." Sean looked at me when I asked this and he tried to grab the phone but I moved the phone from his reach. He started showing signs with his hand and I think the first one meant I will slit your throat if you don’t hang up now but I just scoffed at him.

Sana piped in. Sandilo’s nostrils flared as he gritted out, “And I haven’t seen anyone so revolting as the b****** who is trying to trick Vivian? I am going to shred that person into pieces… I don’t know how I will do that, but I know that I will.” A fierce growl erupted from his throat and reverberated through the cottage. One thing was sure, if Sandilo came face to face with Vivian’s abductor, he would rip him apart on the spot.

Laura and Merri gasped, it was the reaction I was waiting for. “Then the treasure that he has collected at the end of the underground tunnel exit, will be taken by me. Hohoho, so Laura, you don't have to pick up the rest of the treasures." Clap. Clap. Clap. “Milady, I just realized you have the talent to be a classy villain.” “Well, I'm a villainess who wants to make baby first revenge later, so my cunning act only surfaced recently after I got pregnant. Just like I did to you, Laura. If you mess with me again, it won't be hard to destroy you. You learned your lesson, right?”

He needed more than that to break a sweat. Vilmos's face twisted with anger at Liam's dismissive stance, a sinister grin spreading across his features, his eyes as icy and deadly as a viper's, locked onto Liam. In a flash, Vilmos, known as the Ironfist for his prowess in combat, exploded into action. His feet launched him forward, fists poised like the talons of a hawk, as he leaped at Liam with the ferocity of a lightning strike, aiming to crush Liam's throat with his signature move.

She tore her eyes away and turned to Vittorio, desperate for support. “Did you see that, Vittorio?” she cried. “He’s threatening me right in front of you! One day he’ll kill us all—and when he finally kills you, maybe then you’ll realize what kind of monster you raised. He only cares about your money and your name—nothing else!” “That is my father’s money,” Cristiano cut in, voice flat and merciless. “You have no say in it.” Lillian’s fury snapped like a whip. “I am Vittorio’s wife! And you—” she jabbed a shaking finger at him, voice breaking— “you shot my son. You tried to kill him, you motherf—”

"I'll forward you the summary of it all." "We were also given another deal to secure within a month." Vanessa groaned inwardly, why couldn't Damien just let her be. Vanessa’s eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at Lily. “With Who?” she asked, her voice steady. “They call him The Devil… or Mr. Cold,” Lily said, her words careful. “He’s a billionaire, very powerful, and not someone who usually works with others. But if we can get him on board, it could seal the deal.”

He smiled faintly as the sound reached him, like someone enjoying a private joke. “Still defiant,” he murmured. “Even after all this time.” One of his lieutenants—a wiry vampire with bone-white eyes—bowed low. “My lord, the girl remains unbroken. The brand refuses to bind.” “I am aware.” His tone carried the easy disdain of a predator used to obedience. “And your excuses bore me.” He stepped down from the dais, the hem of his coat brushing the floor with a whisper of authority. “Do you know what weakness smells like, Varos?”

He knew that doing this meant betraying Willow, so he kept it hidden from her. In the beginning, he still felt guilty, but as the happiness he gained from his affair grew, the happiness outweighed the guilt, and he chose the other woman. When all his lies fell apart, they had an ugly fight. They insulted and fought against each other so badly that their home no longer felt like one. In the end, they even swore that they would have nothing to do with each other anymore. They got a divorce last month. As the villainess of the story, my mother was insanely obsessive.

With that, the next thing she knew, she launched again and managed to cut his mask in two. His mask fell down, revealing his face, but his hand was quick enough to cover his face and he turned around to avoid her. “Stay away.” He fired. Lady Vienna smirked, but then realized it. Dillon was always mysterious in the book, his identity was unknown. Could it be...Wait...no, those red eyes and black hair and mask...why was she stupid? “Duke Raziel?” She asked, her eyes wide and her mouth hanging open. Dillon is Duke Raziel! He’s the villain!