SunScar9

“You tried to kill me before, why can’t you do it now?” she asked, her eyes burning with fury. 
“I didn’t love you back then.” He shrugged. 
“What?”

Ladislas Forester was a bored immortal looking for a thrill. And then, Anna Dunn crash-landed into his monotonous life.
The first time he saw her, she had sneaked into the men’s bathroom and seen more of him than anyone else had.
The second time, he saw her sitting at the back of the class during his lecture, dozing off.
The third time, he found out that she didn’t even flinch at the sight of a dead body. The supervillain in him was intrigued. 
Death to those that say Anna Dunn was a boring girl with no future! She was clearly living a secret life! For once, Ladislas was fascinated by someone.
He was willing to put her over the greater good. He was selfish and unkind.
She was the invisible hero who could only offer him the second position in her life. Her duty came first.
He, though… He could burn the world for one last glimpse of her.
And so, the supervillain fell in love with the hero. That couldn’t be a good thing, right? Sometimes, the hero is corrupted by the villain and switches their side. Other times, the villain becomes a wife-dotting slave and gives her everything she asks for. 
Which one do you think will happen?

The Secret Life of the Demon's Wife

Anna's eyes widened for the fraction of a second. Penelope looked slyly towards Ladislas who ignored her completely. He didn't even react to her provocation.

"Smell familiar?" her former partner snorted. "Do you have a keen nose… like a dog?"

Penelope glared. "How dare you." She flicked her hair over her shoulder. "I have a sensitive nose like a big cat." She made a show of her claws.

Anna was glad she had a poker face. The situation was all too amusing.

"But I feel like I smell you around the house all the time. Right, Master?" she cooed.

Ladislas sneered but didn't comment. Of course, the house smelled like her. He was constantly beside her when he could. Penelope picked up her scent on Ladislas' clothes all the time. So, she was used to it.

"She smells like detergent and… more detergent," the man beside her said.

Smells Like Detergent