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The Villainess's Secret Bedroom Service

"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 · Fantasie
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166 Chs

Golden Cage

Darkness had become Rosalie's unwavering companion, a constant presence in her current life. 

When she opened her eyes, her thick black lashes unveiled a world cloaked in unending obscurity. Oddly enough, amid this endless void, she could now perceive her own body. She found herself clad in a flowing, velvety burgundy dress, its off-shoulder design accentuated by loose sleeves, and a delicate velvet belt of matching hue, cinching her waist with a graceful bow at its center.

Seated upon the frigid, black ground, a desire to move stirred within her. Yet, an unseen force seemed to thwart her efforts, akin to bindings that tethered her wrists and ankles, perhaps to some imperceptible and unyielding entity.

As her attempt to move her own body failed, the girl tried to turn her head to the side and was immediately hit with a strong, bone-crushing headache that seemed to be mincing her brain while splitting her skull in half at the same time.