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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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Isn't this a bit ridiculous?

As if his headache had been waiting for Cass to hear just enough information, it came back in full force. 

Cass groaned, his head throbbing and Sam and Sir Forsythe grew concerned immediately. 

"My Lord?" Sam rushed over first, concern on his face as Cass clenched onto his head. 

Unlike the times before where it had just felt like a classic, pounding headache, this time it felt like probing needles were digging into his head. It was extremely painful, and Cass couldn't control the way his face twisted in pain. 

Each centimeter that it felt like the prongs sunk, the more throbbing pain radiated from each point. It felt like hundreds of thousands of the prongs were reaching into his mind, into his brain and Cass wanted to scream. 

No noise would come out, and Sam and Sir Forsythe were panicking.