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The Villainess's Secret Bedroom Service

[COMPLETED] "Did you really think that after all that you've done to me, I would simply let you go, Rosalie? You might as well go to the Devil himself because otherwise, I will definitely find you. No matter what." One day, Wang Meiling, an ordinary office worker who likes to read romance fantasy books, wakes up in the body of Rosalie Ashter, a minor villainess in the R-rated fantasy novel that she was reading before this weird transmigration. As expected of the plot, Rosalie is supposed to die at the hands of her crazy and abusive brother Raphael, thus, armed with the detailed knowledge of the original story, Meiling is set to save the tragic villainess whose body she is now possessing and approaches Duke Damien Dio, the story's male lead who is suffering from the "Acme fever" curse. She offers him a one-year contract relationship, promising to help him relieve his suffering in exchange for his protection from the Ashter family and a hefty payment afterward. Although skeptical at first, Damien agrees to sign the contract, but when the time finally comes for Rosalie to leave the Duke, she realizes that ending their relationship might not be as easy as she thought. This novel can be categorized as "he falls first and he falls harder". WARNING: The story contains mature content such as R18 scenes, obsessive/yandere behavior, domestic abuse, an indication of sexual abuse, and gaslighting. It will also include the depiction of violence and gore. Read at your own discretion.

yoojee · Fantasy
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166 Chs

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As the Imperial carriage departed, Rosalie reclined in her seat, allowing her eyelids to shut close. Today marked the pivotal moment when she would ascend to the esteemed title of Marquess, becoming the sole steward of the venerable Ashter family. Though she fully comprehended the ceremonial nature of the occasion, requiring her to merely accept yet another document from the Emperor, an unshakable sense of unease crept over her. It settled in her chest, tightening like a vice, and sent quivers of apprehension down to her wrists.

'Perhaps it's because I've rarely found myself in his solitary company. He has been an elusive figure, seldom gracing the pages of the novel. Despite his affable demeanor in our brief encounters, I still cannot help but feel intimidated by him.'