Pinkyprincess

Abigail, a bipolar disorder patient, wrote a crazy BL novel with herself as the main villain. She vented all her negative emotions, killing characters through the villain she created.

Alas, she died of a pill overdose before writing the ending.

When she opened her eyes, she was surrounded by the characters she created in the novel! Ordinary people would be frightened to death, but Abigail, a mental patient of an extreme case, rubbed her hands and decided to torture them all at once! How exciting!

Except for one, the evil CEO she had her character marry in her novel. He was her eye candy, despite how rudely he treated her.

Her everyday schedule (if she wasn't torturing someone) included: Getting up, seducing her husband in the shower, seducing her husband while eating, seducing her husband while working, seducing her husband everywhere from their home to work, seducing her husband to sleep, and somehow, even seducing him in his dreams!

It went on like that until he couldn't hold it anymore.

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Asher said frustratedly, "Why didn't the author mention me in the synopsis?! Am I not eligible to be with Abigail?!"

Owen added calmly, "You're not alone, my friend. I even entered the scene after 60 chapters."

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Updates will be regular from October this year! 2 Chapters a day!

The Villainess Married The Evil CEO

Nicholas was working overtime at night after returning from the gay bar. He felt no trace of regret by leaving his wife behind. To him, it gave him enough peace of mind.

"NICHOLAS!" Rosa knocked the door of the study hard. "Go and get her back, I'm warning you!"

No, scratch that. There won't be peace of mind in his life as long as ladies keep surrounding him.

He pressed the bridge of his nose as his brows furrowed. He stopped typing and leaned back.

"Work?!" Rosa was so angry that she laughed aloud. "Is work more important than your wife's life?!"

"Yes," Nicholas said bluntly, not hiding the traces of indifference from his voice.

"You-!" Rosa was about to speak and scold her son some more when John, the butler of the house, came up once again behind her and said, "Madam, someone's at the door."

The woman walked away, letting the young man inside the study room heave a sigh of relief.

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