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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 · Fantasy
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166 Chs

The Night Meeting

Enraged by such audacity, Damien seized the cult member by his neck, nearly suffocating him with his firm grip, determined to extract the truth through sheer force. However, the man's dark eyes suddenly glistened with a bright red flash, and he became a lifeless corpse in Damien's grasp.

The duke's eyes widened in utter bewilderment at this unexpected turn of events. His gaze darted frantically over the rest of the men – all of them, as if following a silent command, jerked their bodies in unison, tiny red sparks flashing through their closed eyelids. They froze in their final movements, succumbing to the impending embrace of death.

Damien lowered the lifeless body to the floor and proceeded to check the others, desperately hoping that at least one had survived. Alas, the miracle did not come to pass – all ten prisoners had succumbed to death. He massaged his throbbing forehead with the back of his left hand, exhaling a disappointed sigh.