[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?

Renee asked. They were in the living room with freshly squeezed fruit juice placed in the middle of the table. They were alone in the villa. The majority of the consort had left for shopping in the town hoping to find a souvenir or something. Whereas Alina was sleeping in her room after she hit the bar last night and arrived at dawn. 


"Well," Lucien was as confused as the other. "I am not really sure but since I have sent the message to my brother. We might receive the response later." 


"Honestly, I envy you." Wilma leans with her chin rested on top of her palm. Her elbow was placed on the soft cushion placed on her lap. Even before Lucien could ask, she continue, "You have a very trustworthy and loving brother. Not to forget they are helping you even without questioning why you are messing around." 


"Well...." Lucien didn't have an answer to that. Now that she thought about it, she wonders if they have ever doubted her actions. 


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