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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 · Fantaisie
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166 Chs

The Helper

Rosalie kept pacing back and forth in the duke's study, her whole body overwhelmed with anxiousness. Excited to go on a picnic with the duke, she rushed to prepare everything needed for a pleasant time outside, and now it was all done and ready, except for one crucial component – Damien Dio himself.

She cast another restless glance at the large golden clock on the opposite wall and let out a disappointed sigh. The day was nearly over, and she feared that her momentum would be lost as having a picnic in the dark garden sounded rather depressing than nice.

Felix, who was busy going through the endless piles of paperwork, tried to remain calm and reserved this whole time, but with each short session of Rosalie's pacing and loud sighing, his whole body winced, making him either spill the ink or crumple an important document. At last, tired and irritated, he put away the papers, adjusted his round spectacles, and said, struggling to remain calm and courtly,