Who Is The Villain In Cinderella นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“At 9 pm sharp, Fernando’s men will come to take the girl from here.” Now who the heck is Fernando? And why does he want that kid? No. No. No. No. I won’t let that happen. “Did they find that blonde girl yet?” one of the men asks. I pause. “No, she has probably escaped. Besides, there is no point in finding her when she has nothing to do with whatever we are planning to do.” “You don’t understand. She must have a purpose otherwise why would a stranger be interested in hearing our whole conversation? I know she must be a snitch sent by Zack himself.”

Politicians, heirs, actresses, and businessmen blending together beneath luxury and fake smiles. A beautiful cage. Her chest tightened slightly. Because she remembered dying here. Not physically. Emotionally. This was where the story first decided she was the villain. “Elena.” Her spine stiffened immediately. That voice. Low. Controlled. Cold enough to freeze the room around it. Cassian Arden. He stood near the staircase dressed entirely in black, one hand tucked into his pocket while nobles circled him carefully like satellites around a dangerous planet. Beautiful. Untouchable.

Illegal deals. I observed them closely, and then he looked in my direction. That’s not my boss, that’s Director Orion Kade. The lights in the alley flickered and went off. This is dangerous. I tried to reverse and leave, but I hit something. A tall silhouette approached. The figure stopped in front of my car. My heart skipped as I gripped the wheel tightly. He lifted a torch and pointed it at my face. He came closer and raised the light. His face had a deep scar, visible even in the harsh lighting. I had no space to think clearly anymore. He opened the door, pulled out a table knife, and dragged me out by my hair.

"I don't need a car or a big house. I just want Mom and Dad to be with me forever. That's enough." [Damn, the villainess makes me laugh. I bet Nadia is dying of regret right now. Look at how pretentious she's being!] [The princess life only belongs to Nancy, the female lead. The villainess should just stay in her lane.] Stephen and Linda were so moved by my words that they teared up. Meanwhile, Nancy just snorted. "You're still so fake." I watched Nancy and the Quills drive off in the Maybach, a faint, cold smile tugging at my lips.

The worst of all was that her father, who never believed that his precious angel knew any evil. He had gotten her out of many compromising situations. Her tears and her convincing voice always made him believe that she was always the bullied one and not the other way around. When she wanted to join the entertainment industry, she thought she could just do it because this was her uncle's company but it didn't go as expected. Obviously, her uncle tried pulling strings to get her the part she wanted but the writer and the director insisted that they would take characters by merit and not by who knew whom.

Scared of what, I don’t really know. Without hesitations, I embraced her. I wrap my arms around her very tight and regardless of whether she tried to get rid of not, I will not let her slip in my grip. She doesn’t like me, I know, actually, she hated me. I am the villain that makes her every day worse. I’m a troublemaker to her and I make her really mad each day but… today, she doesn’t have to hate me, she can treat me as a friend who genuinely wants to comfort her, help her, and to sympathize with her.

I knew she had wanted me to kiss her I know she finds me attractive and I'm going to have fun seducing my little Sophia. I could be a hearts and flowers type of guy. That wouldn't be hard, right?. But I hate poetry. I don't like flowers. I suck at expressing my feelings to anyone. Jeez...this really might be hard. How did Prince Charming manage to get Cinderella to fall in love with him? I could really use some tips. *RAUL* Jesus fucking Christ!

He pointed to the screen. I glanced at it. A giant headline jumped out at me. [The Innocent Cinderella Is Not What She Seems: Secret Trysts Revealed! Monday, Wednesday, and Friday With Him—And Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday With…] I scratched my head. It looked like the kind of trashy gossip article you'd find in sketchy tabloids. Some random scandal, probably. Then I scrolled down. The first photo was a close-up of my face, dark circles and all, looking like something straight out of a horror movie.

This wick villain leaned closer to me, and placed her lips near to my ear. “But…” she whispered, “… the Cinderella’s gown suit you so well, as well as the princess’ role. Because Cinderella is a dumb girl who is willing to serve a family, hoping that they will love her back. In short, you are both pathetic. I smoldered with resentment but I had to suppress this. And so, I tightly shut my eyes while trembling. That was so embarrassing, I wanted to just disappear at the moment! I thought closing my eyes would help me escape from shame. But even with eyes closed, I could hear the laugh from here and there.