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The Beast And The Villainess

(Mature content R-18+. No Rape. Contains gore and sex) ------- In the Empire where nobles were gifted talents to protect their lands, power to rule over the many, and knowledge to conquer the darkness—evil lurked in the shadows. Calista La Forte was revered as the Saintess of the Khortel Empire. She had status, beauty, wealth, power, and attitude. Known as the most beautiful lady on the continent, Calista believed she’d get anyone she wanted until one declined. Misfortunes started at Calista’s engagement party with a random man she picked among the crowd. The so-called ‘Saintess’ became the Empire’s greatest Villainess in an instant. And while everyone turned their backs on her at her lowest point in life, a certain beast was eager to be tamed by the alluring villain, pulling her back into the spotlight. “You’re the most gruesome creature I’ve ever seen,” Calista La Forte said through her gritted teeth, “but why am I not able to get you off my mind? Is this a curse?" “If you think my existence is a curse, then we’re on the same page, my lady,” he agreed in a deep voice. “A lowly beast I am is no match for a celestial being you are.” “Then why do I keep thinking about you? My heart aches when you’re not around,” she exclaimed out in tears, feeling the tightening of her chest as she looked into his eyes, “Am I dying?” “No, you’re not,” he answered almost immediately, cupping her face with his huge and calloused hands. “I won’t let anything bad happen to you.” His fingertips moved to her lips, pressing them lightly. “So instead of being afraid of what’s not coming, why not stay by my side and be mine?”

jane_au23 · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
76 Chs

Her Clingy Beast

"No."

Calista's firm disagreement was etched on her face. She was grateful for the duke to come and save her, but he was asking too much.

First, he asked her to get married. She knew picking a fiance randomly at a party was not a good idea, so she didn't want to make the same mistake by marrying on the spot… Just because her groom felt like it.

Second, he wouldn't leave her alone. She understood he was the owner of the mansion, but she was hoping to be alone for some time, at least.

"Why not? Is it that bad to join me for a walk?" Damian brushed his hair up. He was quite confident, despite the scar on his face. "You do not want people to see us together, is that it?"

Leaning his side on the wall, Damian looked at Calista with his charming gray eyes. "I see you're embarrassed. It's the face that matters to you," he mumbled, with sadness in his voice.