“So what if he is his child, he does not belong to me!” These were the words of Anastasia all her life until she faced her doom. Anastasia, a young and naive woman, thought that duke Garrison was the most handsome and skilled man in the empire and married him. But she had no idea that traps and betrayals were waiting for her in the palace. Soon she was entangled in an embezzlement case and then her step son died saving her whom she had never paid attention to, and the blame comes to her. she cried and lamented for choosing the wrong persons and trusting the one who wanted her dead but her biggest regret was the child, Rowan! “Relationships are not made by blood, but by love and care. I was wrong all my life.. But now it's too late.” the feeble words of her heart died in the noise that was created by the wailing voices of spectators and hooves of the running carriages. “Anastasia Sopheriene killed her stepson, Rowan Sopheriene, for wealth and power. For her sins, she would be given the death penalty and all her wealth would be seized. Not only that, her parents would suffer the same fate. The royal court would personally witness the whole punishment. The court is adjourned for now.” the bang on the table decided her fate. She did not get the chance to speak. No one thought it was needed and so the story of A Villainess ended. But….. sometimes the god gives justice to the villainess too. When she opened her eyes, she was young again. Her eyes stared at the whole scene with relief and determination, “I will change the future of that child with me! This time… I know who is my enemy!” from there started a new story of power, love and the villainess who would never let her enemies rest. contact me on.. I_am_creator#2352 if you like my creation, you can also buy me a coffee https://ko-fi.com/iamcreator01/
After three hours of their intensive exercise..
Gloria stared at Lucas who had closed his eyes. It was the first time he had fallen asleep without sending her out. Though they have been sharing bed for years, Lucas had always sent all the girls out after the deed.
She had always felt that sleeping beside him would be a luxury, a thing to marvel at. But all she felt was disdain for him.
She touched his hair, his lips and his face. He was handsome. There was no doubt that his face, his body was so perfect that it was mesmerizing but he had a worse personality and cruelty imbibed in his bones.
She held the blanket and stood up. Her body was covered in marks and she was limping a bit after the rough night. Lucas was at his worst and kept beating her with leather in excitement. She found her clothes on the floor and wore them.