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(BL) The Villain wants a Divorce!

It always starts with an accident. That’s how all these stories go. One moment, you’re minding your own business, and the next, you wake up in someone else’s body. For Caspian, his accident started earlier than he even knew. Maybe it began when his sister got him into romance novels? Or when he started really sympathizing with the villains at the ends of books? He’d never know. It was too late to worry about it now. For now, he had to find a way to fix this nightmare, or rehabilitate his image, all while trying to free himself from the fate set out for him. All because of the damn "gods" who he'd cut a deal with. These were the only two options he had available, and he wasn’t sure he could succeed at either. The man he had taken over for had been…a true piece of work. And the secret villain of the book he had been reading before he passed. It had been a harem novel. A reverse harem novel. He was trapped in a huge ass CASTLE with a bunch of men who hated him because he was taking affection and time away from their shared wife. All Cass wanted to do was be a good person, not mess around with this poor woman and her far too handsome husbands. But why would no one leave him alone? Was he too suspicious? And why, after going out of his way to avoid them like they had asked, did they keep pestering him? And where did the heroine go? How was he going to manage three, handsome men without the heroine?

CalyB · LGBT+
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I'm not like you

Cass barely knocked on the door as he pushed open the door to her office. He'd swept in, surprising everyone after ignoring them for a full week, but he was finally done. 

He had to put a stop to this lunacy or he was going to have another 'magical meltdown'.

Lady Fiona, who had been diligently working away at her desk, blinked, taking her glasses off as Cass stormed in with a sour look on his face. His back was straight, his clothing in perfect condition, and not a silver hair was out of place. Lady Fiona looked much the same. 

Ever the appearance of a capable, powerful heroine, she sat at a wooden desk not so unfamiliar to his own. Only her stacks were quite a bit smaller than the ones on his, and her room had a more muted floral tone to it. 

"Lord Cassian. I didn't expect to see you today." Lady Fiona said. She didn't sound hopeful, or even upset. She sounded neutral. Cass knew why.