“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/
"What are you intending to say?" her cautious eyes that looked at him as if he was a predator made his chest tightened.
The fear behind the hatred she held. was visible sometimes. it made him wonder what he had done to wound her.
"Do not force me Ana. you know that i can demand my rights as your husband." She flinched. When she was thinking of marrying him, she had thought of all kinds of torments he could do. But not even once had she thought that he would demand intimacy.
The girl who wanted to be touched by you had gone. You have killed her with your own hands.
The sheer amount of horror in her eyes irked him. He felt suffocated looking at her.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" He stood up and walked to her when she closed her eyes.
"I was just startled. I apologize." her voice was calm and so was her eyes, when she opened them again, "what is it that you want, your highness?"