There is a famous fairytale story that every kid in the neighborhood love to hear and watch when she was young. The story is about a kindhearted girl whose father and stepmother got married and became a family of five with her two stepsisters. The poor girl was cast out by her stepmother and stepsisters when her father died. Then they made her work all day long so they could rest​. The very fairytale is Cinderella. The story that Sandy was not fond of listening to and watching because she hated it when the three evil ladies tormented Cinderella and she didn't fight back. Unluckily when she died from the fire, she was reincarnated as Cinderella in the story. She tried to be the Cinderella in the story just to survive in the clutches of her stepmother and stepsister. But it changed when bandits kidnapped her. Her fear and anger escalated to the highest level and something unbelievable happened. A strong gust of wind surge out from her and blew away everything that surrounds her in the forest. Her eyes and mouth went wide open. She was utterly shocked! Does Cinderella have supernatural powers? But not only Cinderella but also most of the people in that kingdom. Is it still the fairytale really 'Cinderella'?

I'm Better Off Being A Villainess Than A Heroine

Erella felt uncomfortable sitting inside the carriage because Max was beside her with his gaze glued to her and at the same time patting her head. It seemed like it was forever that he didn't see her. If it was just fine with her, Max also wanted her to sit on his lap. But she just rejected him because her heart couldn't take it if she will sit on his lap. 


'Geez!?' His attitude change a hundred degrees from earlier!' Erella thought unhappily. 


"You are really adorable with your dress." Max complimented happily then patted her head again. Erella rolled her eyes and shook her head. 


'It was just minutes ago when you flinched and pushed me when I hugged you. Then now, you want to stick at me like glue.' She murmured and thought about earlier before she got in the carriage. 


Your Grace, We have a Problem