What do you think would happen when a mean and cranky bitch was suddenly thrown into a new world with no fault of her own? At least that is what she chose to believe. A new world where she would be dubbed as a “Villainess". The hardest to impress and scariest judge on the national talent search show, ‘The Dreamer’ had now transmigrated to an old historical world. One with no internet, no cell phone and worst of all no women's rights! A strong-willed woman who had an opinion about everything was now stuck in a land where her thoughts did not matter. Not only did she have to live her new life, adapting and mending her ways to survive in this world but also she had to do it in the body of a mere child? ------ "You think that by dropping me in this backward ass world, I'm going to approve of your work?" A young Yvonne yelled as she stared at the bright morning sky. "Dream on!" She flipped her middle finger and walked away with her head held high. The God watching her from high up in the sky almost puked blood when he saw her disrespectful actions. 'Looks like my punishment wasn't enough!' He growled causing the clouds to darken and thunder to rumble in the skies. ____ Years later, "Just be a good girl and follow everything he says. You will belong to him after all." Said the woman who sat by her side, gently caressing her hands. 'What did this lady just say? Hmph... Yvonne St. Claire belongs to no one!' Though her thoughts were rebellious, she still submissively nodded her head in agreement. 'Let's see who will belong to whom!' Yvonne lowered her head to hide the sparks of fury in her eyes. --- Come, witness Yvonne’s journey as she strives hard to dodge the obstacles that stand in her way of leading a normal and peaceful life. But will she be able to succeed when the heavens, particularly a certain God has different plans for her?
When Paula finally ventured out of her room, she looked pristine.
Though her uniform covered her from neck to toe, it was well-fitted which made the contours of her body visible for everybody to see.
A simple glance at her and people could make out that she was a buxom beauty even if her status was that of a mere servant.
When she stood beside her Mistress, she would certainly pale before her youthful charm.
However, now that she was alone with no one to compare her with, she was a beauty too.
It was just that whenever she stood with her Mistress, Raylene's beauty was stunning enough to overshadow Paula's beauty.
Paula had long understood that if she was without her Mistress, she was also a beauty but she never had the chance as the Mistress and maid were together at all times.
Now was finally her chance to walk out of the shadow and stand tall in the radiance of her beauty which was not bad at all.