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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 · ファンタジー
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166 Chs

A Fated Lover

Damien strode purposefully through the well-lit expanse of his grand mansion, his face wearing an air of urgency and determination. It was as if an ominous shroud had descended upon him, casting his entire being in an aura of brooding intensity. His footsteps, though weighty, reverberated like the thunderous march of a furious giant, and his mere presence seemed to drain vitality from the very space around him.

Within the pristine hall, a group of maids diligently attended to their cleaning tasks, their movements now resembling startled insects scurrying in response to an unexpected disturbance. It had been some time since they had witnessed their master in such a sour mood, and they understood all too well the unspoken decree: avoid any interaction that might provoke his anger.

A hushed murmur of trepidation wafted through the ranks of the servants, a subtle but palpable reminder of the foreboding atmosphere that had settled upon the mansion.