MTL - Forced To Fall In Love with the Villain AA - Chapter 111

I seem to have reincarnated in the world of an r-rated romance fantasy novel. And not just as an ordinary character, but as the witch who loses her life to the crazy male lead!

Luckily there is a long 200 years until the main characters are born and grow into their roles.

Now that my life is not in imminent danger, shall we leisurely think of ways to avoid death?

However, I had not taken notice of a very important detail about the time I’d be spending ‘safe from imminent danger’. 200 years was by no means a short waiting period and by the time the younger version of the male lead appeared in front of me , I had completely forgotten the original novel’s plot!

Oh, whatever, now that it’s come to this, the only way to survive is to raise the male lead into a sane and stable adult! The first step to avoiding death by the hands of the tyrant male lead is changing this extremely frightened child’s life.

“It must be very inconvenient for you to have me suddenly show up on your doorstep, I’m sorry. You can tell me to go away, I’ll be fine.”

“Nonsense. Do I look like someone who could be inconvenienced by a little boy like you? Also, what do you mean by you’ll be fine even if told to go away? It’s not like you have anywhere to go back to, kid.”

The little boy burst into tears.

‘Oh, this is so not it.’ Was what the witch thought to herself as the little boy sobbed

Yin Xu, a super genius of cultivating demonic arts in history. However, once his failed to get through the tribulation and became a mortal, even a reputed good-for-nothing at last.So what if he was a tr*sh, he can still cultivate the demonic arts!So what if he couldn’t ascend, he can still be the lord above everyone else, but excepting someone!As to the man…Yin Xu: “Next time, I must ride on you!”Teng Yu: “Good! If you don’t want the Yang energy to replenish your Yin energy.”Yin Xu: “Oh! Forget it. Cultivating my demonic arts is the most important!!!”

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In her past life, Su Meng married Wei Ting, thinking that she could eventually win his heart with tolerance and flattery. For this, she tried to flatter Wei Ting’s sister, Wei Xue, as well. Wei Xue said, “Wei Ting doesn’t like girls who wear makeup.” So Su Meng was as bland as a maid, but Wei Xue was exquisite as a princess every day. Wei Xue said, “Wei Ting loves to drink milk.” So Su Meng prepared a glass of milk for Wei Ting every day, but he never drank it. Wei Xue said, “Wei Ting likes fresh flowers.” So Su Meng would fill the house with fresh flowers on each of Wei Ting’s birthdays. Alas, Wei Ting would turn and leave every time, and Su Meng had never celebrated his birthday with him ever since they got married.

One day, Wei Xue said, “I killed your child on behalf of Brother Wei Ting. Why don’t I send you to hell now so you can keep your child company? Oh, I forgot to tell you that I was adopted by the Wei family. I have no blood relation to Brother Wei Ting. I love him, and he loves me.”

Su Meng died, and when she woke up again, she found herself having returned to that night, five years ago. This night, she was supposed to get pregnant with Wei Ting’s child. Staring at Wei Ting, the obedience and flattery in her expression disappeared without a trace. What remained was only icy resentment. “Get out!” Wei Ting felt incredulous. This woman was seducing him in the first place, so why did she suddenly turn into a stranger? The next day, Wei Xue appeared before Su Meng with her fake smile. However, after experiencing all that, Su Meng couldn’t possibly let herself be tricked again! In this life, Su Meng would live for herself and take revenge for her child and herself! Men? Beat it! Wei Xue, you’ll pay with your life!

His lips hovered near her ear, his voice a dark whisper against her skin. “You may fear me, little bride, but I will teach your body to crave me… to need me, until I am all you ever want.”---Belle was never meant to be the bride. But when her parents cried to her about how her beautiful sister could not be married to such a man, she was forced to take her sister’s place. To prevent war between the two worlds of humans and vampires, the kings decided to sign a peace treaty with a marriage, but the only man they could offer for this marriage was a vampire said to be mad and completely heartless. When they said heartless, they meant really heartless, but Belle, being a naive girl her whole life, had no idea what she was stepping into by agreeing to this marriage.At first, he appeared innocent, a man completely opposite to all the rumors around him, until she slowly began to realize every single thing said about the mad vampire was true, or perhaps even worse! He was a man who walked in the path of darkness. He knew no light and showed no mercy, even to those who were not his enemies. He had no heart to love, no emotions but dark ones to feel for anything or anyone. But all of a sudden, when he set his eyes on her, he decided he wanted to keep her, and Belle's naive world began to take a different turn because the mad vampire was hellbent on tainting her innocent soul.Expect“Now, can we forget this happened and enjoy the night?” He arched an amused brow at her, making Belle's heart drop to her stomach as she recalled the so-called wedding night.She hurriedly pulled away from him, her face flaming with embarrassment. From everything she had heard about this night, she was not ready to experience it with this man. The women whispering about it in Mr. Marchant's shop had said one would hate their husband's presence after it and be disgusted by the act. It was not an act meant for pleasure for any woman but torture.Now that she realized her husband would do the same with her, she swallowed hard and nervously clutched her dress. “I...I am not feeling well, My Lord, I—”“Rohan,” he cut her off with a tone of amusement. “Use my name when you address me, sweetheart. You looked quite energetic when you tried to go after the ring for someone who isn't feeling well, but,” he sighed softly, “I've always been a generous man. I won't let you stress yourself tonight.”Belle began to sigh in relief and smile in her mind that he wouldn't push her for the wedding night ceremony. She was even about to part her lips and agree that he was indeed generous and even offer him a thank you when he continued to speak, causing the momentary relief to be replaced by dread.“I will pamper you tonight, and you won’t have to lift a hand. I will give you all the pleasure since you are feeling unwell. Take it as the first lesson in my plan to make you forget love and welcome lust.”“...!”“Lie on the bed for me, Isa.”Belle felt her throat go dry at that strict command.“I...I...” She began but could not find any words to say to make him spare her tonight. What had she got herself into? Belle thought as a pit seemed to form in her stomach, a deep, gnawing dread.“Do you need me to carry you to the bed, or would you rather walk there yourself?” Rohan questioned with dark mirth in his voice and eyes as he watched her like a hawk. He could tell she was nervous, but what to do? She had brought herself into his world.Belle began to walk slowly to the bed at a snail’s pace, as if delaying it would help prevent the dreadful act from happening tonight. She could feel him following closely behind her. When she reached the bed, she used her shaky hands to move the drapes aside and carefully sat at the edge of it, her hands folded nervously on her lap. She felt his piercing gaze on her, but she dared not look up at him.“Lie down,” he ordered softly.MATURE CONTENT, NO RAPE!!