When The Villaines Loves Novels & Stories

Scott asked her, his tone was filled with love and warmth, one could clearly see how much he loved her very much. Maddison never felt she would have ever fallen in love again, but it all started with office romance {story another day, Hehe.} Madison sat up straight, she never joked with her revenge, for her she needed to carry it out soon but little did she know was that fate had another way of turning things around. She started to explain all her plan and strategy in which her boyfriend listened attentively, he just couldn't wait for his daring villainess' revenge. == Meanwhile, the old man who tries to harass Madison the other day he almost felt like killing his self.

At the mention of her name, Vailan ruffled his hair and embraced her. “I should just kill her, really. She’s ruining my sweet time with my wife. Ugh.” Lixien laughed not agreeing or disagreeing with his own words. However, internally, she really wanted to kill her. Before she became engrossed with her thoughts, Vailan leaned forward and kissed her lips, enveloping her and when she thought she could elude, his hands on her waist proved that it’d be meaningless to do so. Lixien touched his chest, pushing him away yet he only smirked, parting from her lips momentarily before kissing her again, for the second time.

Rhain Valdes, I really feel sorry for you. The person your husband has always loved is me.” Lilian Vinto stated smugly making Rhain frown. “Believe it or not, even if I were to fall down the stairs by myself today, your husband would not hesitate to believe me if I said that you did it,” Lilian said, arrogance dancing in her tone. Rhain was about to go downstairs to the party when she came face to face with Lilian, her husband’s sister-in-law, who was about to go upstairs.

Cassian’s eyes lowered briefly to my lips and my pulse jumped wildly and for one dangerous second, neither of us moved and then I whispered shakily: “I hate this.” Cassian looked back into my eyes and his voice dropped lower. “No.” His fingers pressed harder against my waist. “You hate wanting it.” My breath stopped completely and then movement suddenly flickered near the doorway. I jerked my head toward it instantly and a figure stood there silently watching us. It was Lady Virelle. And the hatred burning in her eyes made my stomach drop.

Unwilling to believe this, Xavia retorted, “…Stop bullshitting me…! You just want me to die with regrets, don’t you?! Von would never touch such filth!” “Is that so…? I should add that ‘Von’ brought me to your new villa! He was just so romantic, you know? Going the extra mile to fill the house with jasmines and lychees… Had I known that he was going to do all that, I would’ve surely broadcasted it for you to see! Anyway, regardless of whether you believe me or not, I’ll be with him in the future. Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to spit on your grave!” Now trembling with rage, Xavia growled, “Just you wait…! Once he finds out about the truth, you’ll face horrible consequences…!”

His eyes widened. Slowly… He looked down. Blood spread across his chest. He turned. Disbelief covered his face. Standing several feet away… Gun still raised… Was Vivienne. Her hands shook violently. Tears streamed down her cheeks. “I’m done choosing the wrong people.” Sebastian stared at her. “You…” His voice was barely audible. Vivienne lowered the gun. “I loved you once.” A tear slipped down her cheek. “But the man I loved died a long time ago.” Sebastian stumbled backward.

I wasn't willing to blame any of the Andrews males inside this room unless everything was cleared up, even though deep down I know that Theo wasn't a murderer. "You see...she still care about me" Jeffery scoffs in mockery, his weak eyes strained at his cousin. "There is nothing you can do about that because this woman standing here has loved me and invested her everything into our relationship. You don't expect all that effort to crumble with your useless interference. Obsessive love has always been your thing and it usually happens at first sight. Beatrice, Vivian, Riley and Kendall? One of them had a good experience with you, but the second one's death was mysterious." He smirked.

She was like an angel captured in the devil's bed. A willing angel in the devil's bed. Mine. I’d never give her up. I didn’t give a fuck who I’d have to ruin or kill. She was my perfection. The best part was that she’d let me because she wanted to be mine. My enemies called me the Villainous Kingpin. The devil in a three-piece-suit. She just called me hers. She loved me, just the way I was. And God knew I loved her just the way she was. My most beautiful perfection.

For once, she didn’t look like the woman who owned every room she walked into. Viviane held my stare for a long moment, “You want the real answer,” she asked, “or the corny one?” My heart kicked faster, but I forced myself to meet her eyes, “Real.” Her shoulders lifted in an easy shrug, “Well… the real answer is the corny one. Simple.” She tilted her head, a strand of red hair slipping forward as her gaze flicked toward her husband across the room. He was deep in conversation with Vincenzo, “I fell in love. And love—” she exhaled like it was the most obvious truth in the world, “love will gut you faster than morals or power ever will. It makes you choose things you swore you never would.”

"And Rosa? Would she be happy to have me there? I am not exactly her favorite person in the world." "No, you aren't. But she won't give you any problem." "How can you be so sure?" "She values our friendship too much to let a dumb infatuation ruin it." "She doesn't think it's an infatuation." Lilian pointed out. "It is and I won't let her lose her soulmate because of me. I suspect that her mate is Giovanni." "Giovanni?" Lilian asked in shock. "Yes Giovanni." "How did you come to such a conclusion?"