[If you are looking for a slow romance, you can give it a check if not, you'll be disappointed]


Aera, a young 28-year-old was about to make her dream debut by opening her own floral shop that could be shipped in and around. Nevertheless, things didn't go as she planned. One would say that transmigrating to a book sound like a fantasy, however to Aera, it became a nightmare when she woke up in an unknown world even when she hasn't died yet. 


With an unexpected turnout, her life was hanging by a thin thread. Aera was presented with an option-either she goes back to her world with her memory erased or enter the other world, and comes back with the memory intact to have her revenge. 


Never did she expect of choosing the worst villain of all. A character in a book where she killed the Empress and her unborn child. Worst, the male lead was reborn time after time with his memory intact. His grudge still hung on torturing the villainess. 


Even more worst, the ML was a split image of her long-time crush. 

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"Do you hate me that much?" 

As soon as the question was raised, a table lamp flew past through the said person, smashing against the wall behind him. 


"More than enough to kill you right now." 

The female figure responded with nothing but hatred and disgust in her tone. Her jewel eyes that glow under the dark never left her gaze on the other male person who was sitting on her opposite. 

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The male lead wasn't the only one Aera had to put a guard on but even other characters when one after the other began to make an appearance. The more the flow gets out of the plot the more twisted it gets. Her only goal was to survive so she could go back home. 




P.S:-
English is not my first language and I am weak in grammar. I'll be happy to receive either a critics or feedback or comments...^-^ 

Please do give it a read till chapter 3 or above to get the clear picture.

Who is the Villain?

There had been a commotion ever since Lucien woke up. She ignored all the whispering, not willing to listen. 


Rosetta questions in a little angry tone. She gently applied an ointment on the back of her thigh which got bruised and had a little bit of blood clot. 


"It was not a trifling matter," Lucien responded laying on her flat stomach. It was time for her early morning massage. Lucien didn't think it was a big matter until she noticed it early in the morning. Her gown and her inner undergarments were stained in blood. 


During that tea party, somebody purposely laid tiny nails at the edge of the seat when she stood up and she sat, piercing it through her skin. She withstands the pain till the very end. 


 Lucien couldn't even let out that somebody purposely did that to her. She confessed earlier to the Emperor that she don't prefer to be seated in front of those people. 


Chapter-41