When The Villainess Loves Spoiler の小説・ストーリー

He could continue to wield his power without worrying about ruining his prospects. That had changed after he graduated, though. Her research of him this past year had come up with a string of beautiful lovers who had warmed his bed. He rotated between them almost like he had a written schedule. None of them seemed to have his favor and if one attempted to ask for something more, he cut them off entirely. She remembered feeling disappointed when she learned about his love affairs. Something in her had thought this villain was different, but it seemed that wasn’t the case. Claiborne was a user, just like him.

Her obsessive love for Lord Michael, her doomed marriage, the betrayal, the misery, and the cold, brutal death at his hands-it all felt unbearably close. No, Carmen thought, her grip tightening around the glass. I won't let it happen. I've already died once. I refuse to let it happen again. I will not play the role of a tragic heroine. Not this time. I won't let my story end the way hers did. I'll change everything. This wasn't just a second chance; it was an opportunity to rewrite everything. She looked up at the maids, "Things are going to change," she declared. "My lady?" Ipu asked hesitantly.

She paused, already constructing the narrative. “We will portray it as a little rash judgment that made you do what you did, but maintain that you love her and you never meant to break her heart. We will portray you as the good partner in your marriage and her as the villain of the story. That she was the one who lied on you so you were seen by the bad guy.” Her voice sharpened.

It was after I caught her cheating on me with Molis Rick, that I found out she had actually been working with the molis Mafiosa longer than I could have ever imagined. Remembering all these only made me think that Mel might have approached Park Min with the intention of stealing from him, just like Jade had done with me, and that didn't really seem like I was mistaking. I felt so bad for Park Min when I realized that he was killed by someone who he was in love with, and that made me feel a little more restless about finding Mel, and making sure that she would pay dearly for what she did to Park Min. The fact that she had stolen our work, didn't seem too disturbing to me because without me Ha

Chapter 51 Cruel Love is blind. Maybe that saying is actually true. To make it vivid, love makes you dumb. How dumb of her to save Gabe for the third time and risking her own life just because she loves him? The moment she grabbed the cold steel of the spoon, she didn't think of what might happen to her anymore. She enjoyed the poison that melted in her system. When she felt it killing her, she only thought of Gabe. Love. Fvcking love. Who would have thought that Larisa Valestine would fall in love with her own enemy?

She would walk into whatever establishment we chose for the night, make as big a spectacle of herself as possible, then select the most assertive men that came her way, charm them or entrance them or even enthral them, and then drink them half to death. Looking at her sighing dramatically at the current performance and nodding eagerly when her seat neighbour whispers soft comments to her about it, I come to a much belated realisation—justice. Scintilla always preyed on the worst men that her curse allowed, and she had done it deliberately as an act of ironic justice, a punishment. After all, what men deserve to be the discarded snack of an undead vampiress more than those who were habitually

The both of them left the house together, as they walked through the pack to the forest, they could hear a lot of whispering. "isn't that the prisoner from creekwood?" someone asked in a whisper. "yes, that's her. I heard she tried to kill our beloved Lily out of jealousy" someone replied. "she was jealous that the alpha picked Lily over her" "did she really try to compare herself with our beautiful Lily? What a joke, she is so ugly" Helena cleared her throat and turned around to give the gossipers a stern look. They quickly dispersed. Helena looked at Ava and patted her hand sympathetically. "don't pay any heed to them, they are just talkatives"

They kept telling me that it's never a good idea to always place your trust in people, and I keep averting my eyes from them while seeming to go with the flow. I can eventually accomplish something that would improve me as a person and a villainess compared to how I was in my previous life, now that I've learned that lesson the hard way. I say, putting on my fakest charming smile that they can't help but admire, "Thank you ladies, you flutter me this much." You can admire me all you want, but I'll be the one who can ultimately betray you all. I smirk inside and finally murmur as I continue to enjoy my tea at the mere concept of that.

"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!]

I checked the footage, and at first, nothing looked wrong, just routine recordings playing back like normal. Then I saw her, the woman Thor had bribed. A glitch flashed when she entered restricted storage access with a younger employee. “Who’s that employee?” I took a photo without looking away from the screen. Another clip came in. Same woman again, rooftop this time, with one of the question curators. They were too self-conscious, like they had something to hide. “Isn’t everyone aware of the rooftop camera?” I asked. “Except us, the CEO, and the Director, now you,” the guard said.