Villainess in Trouble

Before reality caught up to me, Damian’s lips claimed mine in a heated kiss.

My eyes widened in shock.

Holy moly!

The most harmless crybaby stole my first kiss.

My mind went blank. In a moment of clarity, I bit down hard, shoved him away, and scrambled for my life.

Then came System’s notification once I took shelter at home.

[Congratulations on completing the wicked villainess’ storyline. Only thirty minutes remain on the countdown to your return to your world.]

My cheeks were burning, and my head was a whirlwind of emotions up until that point. A wave of thrill washed over me.

My heart was racing, and my hands were shaking.

That was right. I must not forget that none of this was real. The only reality of mine was back home.

I was dying to get back home and be a billionaire.

Before my departure, System asked me to write an email to the three of them. The message should come from the heart, and I would get a bonus.

It was all the motivation I needed to type furiously on the keypad.

“Dear Maddox, what’s the point of all that muscle? All that training makes you a blockhead, not a man of class like Zane. He’s refined and proud. Now, that’s my type. Now, run along somewhere.”

“Dear Zane, I can’t stand your poker face. What’s the matter? Are your cheeks sagging so much that you can’t smile? Next to Maddox’s build and Damian’s face, you’re just second-rate.”

“Dear Damian, it’s true that you’re lovely and adorable, but the world has so much to offer. I can’t be tied down to one person. I’ve got plenty more cuties to cuddle. Goodbye, crybaby. I won’t miss you.”

With three minutes left on the countdown, the recipients of my emails showed up outside my residence.

As the countdown hit its final minute, Damian was the first to reach me, even the corners of his eyes tinged with red.

He grabbed my wrist, his ever-smiling dimples gone.

“Where are you going? Didn’t you say that you love me the most?”

It was ten seconds left on the clock, and something in me snapped because I got on my tiptoes and gave him a peck. Then, a wicked smile stretched across my face.

“Damian, every little thing I’ve done for you these years was fake. The only thing I ever meant was to beat you up. With so many great catches out there, I can’t possibly just settle for you.

“Consider the kiss a treat. You’re welcome. Ta-ta!”

The countdown struck zero, and I was pulled out of the world, vanishing into thin air.

The world went silent.

Damian’s bloodshot eyes flickered menacingly. “System.”

System’s synthetic voice trembled. [My Lord.]

Damian sneered, “Bring her back to me.”

Back in my world, I completely let loose.

I could not wipe the smile off my face when staring at the nine-figure balance in my bank account.

It was time to party at the bar that night. I hired eight hunks, ready for some fun. Just as I was about to get handsy, everything disappeared before my eyes.

My eyes opened to a place that was all too familiar and terrifying.

I was in Damian’s bedroom.

The shock and panic overtook my every being.

Why was I back again?

I turned back and saw Damian lounging on a sofa.

No longer meek, Damian curled his lips in a knowing smile while fiddling with a pair of handcuffs.

He spoke with deliberate measure, “Welcome home, Willow.”