Overbearing

"I drink not because I have a broken heart… I drink because I have wasted my life."

Violet had very little to say about the incident, she simply informed her parents and they cancelled the engagement themselves. It did not matter if the pros of another ducal house as a close ally would be in jeopardy, sometimes pride and family mattered more.

"I would have slit his throat if I were you." A well kept and stern faced man stood up and Faced his daughter with a look of bottled-up rage. Violet had done so much for the family, becoming so capable and the perfect daughter. She was his pride, and yet she was shamed by his ally's son.

"Father, if I did such a thing, the situation may have become troublesome…" And yet, his daughter only cared about the situation, the consequences; no herself, her feelings.

"Your father is right, William deserves castration for shaming you and our family. I expected more from the son of a duke." Her mother interjected, hiding a primal rage even more fearsome than Violet's father's.

"I am fine… I have more subtle and humiliating ways to obtain revenge. There is no need for blood on the floor of the great empire, let me settle this in the way I see fit." Violet calmly spoke to her parents. To their dismay, Violet still only saw the method, the goal; not the emotion.

"Vio… the engagement is annulled, I know you must feel distressed… it is okay to let it out with family." Her father placed his hand over the back of Violet's palm, comforting her with a worried grin.

"What use is feeling bad for myself? I have wasted my life for him already, but thankfully I still have the resources and the methods of governing for myself. All of my hard work is still mine, not his."

She raised a cup with a gentle smile on her face, hiding a malevolent plan.

"I wonder how it would feel if he fell in love with that girl… more importantly, I wonder how it would feel if I took her from him… Revenge? I will leave them both in ruins." Violet's parents looked at each other and sighed. Selfishness is a much needed trait, one cannot be selfless and function well. They were just thankful that their daughter finally looked as if she wanted revenge for herself.

"I will play with her heart, find out why he likes her so much… I will break her heart, waste her time, and let her feel pain."

"Whatever makes you happy, Vio. We just want you to feel happy for once… as parents, we have not done enough for you." Her mother was unable to hide the tears, neither could her father.

"I promise I will be happy. I will be happy when they are in grief and sorrow."

The Empire of Paleon covered the vast majority of the Gaia Continent. With a wise emperor at the head, the empire prospered and gave rise to many noble houses that grew to the point that they could be considered small kingdoms.

The Silvre ducal house is one of these grand noble houses, being near the apex of power. Violet Silvre, the only daughter of the current duke, had turned only 18 a month prior. This marked her passage into adulthood, the ripe time to prepare for her marriage with William Alexander.

Having been subject to the engagement since birth, Violet resolved herself to her fate as a duke's wife. She spent her days toiling away in her study, learning everything a good wife should. Her studies went above and beyond at some point, drifting into territory management, politics, and the bedroom.

This did not stop her from being shamed by her fiancé.

Just a few weeks later, she would find herself within the Royal Academy. Her final year of noble education would conclude within a mere eight months. However, during these eight months, she would have to walk past William and Talisa.

But… this is what she wanted.

"Good morning, Violet." A girl passed her by in the hallway and offered a respectful greeting. This gesture was nothing more than formality, a thing to be done for those of higher birth.

As fate would have it, two girls would meet again and begin their relationship here.

'Well well…'

A figure caught her eyes.

Violet slowly stepped forward and continued until she could see the beautiful face of a black haired girl in well kept academy uniform. She was smiling like an innocent angel, piercing into every man's heart. Violet instantly knew who she was gazing at.

Surrounded by many, not accompanied by William, Talisa Hale stood there like a princess being worshipped by her pursuers.

"Clear off." With a wave of her hand, Violet dispersed the crowd.

"Wha…?!"

Violet proceeded despite Talisa's obvious surprise. The crowd was too scared to stay, so Violet could now have a moment in private with Talisa.

"Nice to meet you, Talisa…" Talisa blushed upon Violet skipping straight to her first name, unable to comprehend why. It could have been the beautiful smile, or the gleaming eyes; she did not know.

"Ah yes… Lady Silvre… I apologise for what I have done…" she could only look down, unable to meet Violet's eyes.

"Shush." A finger met Talisa's lips before she could say another word.

"I do not know what William sees in you, mind showing me?" Violet asked with one eyebrow raised.

"May-maybe… because I am… pretty?" She could only helplessly stutter.

"You certainly are, but what about me?" Talisa's palm suddenly found itself on a soft mound on Violet's chest. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before.

'So soft!' Talisa refused to speak with her flustered face.

'Take the bait.'

"You are also beautiful~!"

"Mmm… tell me how beautiful."

"The most-" Talisa stopped herself before she could let the whole word come out.

'I don't see how she's able to crawl into my fiancé's bed. This is much too innocent.'

"I hate you, how do you feel about that?" Violet coldly gazed into Talisa's eyes as she propped her chin on her finger, forcing their eyes to meet.

"I deserve it…"

"Is that all? You are just going to take my hate? You won't defend yourself?"

Little did Violet know, she was every bit more attractive than William. To Talisa, her circumstances dictated her fate. However, nothing can stop a beating heart.

"You have cause me shame, how will you take responsibility? Your body? That could work~ the same body you pleasure Will-"

Overbearing.

Talisa did not care.

SMOOCH

Violet had forgotten one thing. She is not a man, using a man's tactics does not make her a man.

Talisa removed her lips from Violet's, breathing hot breath.

"You b**ch!"