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

"Huh?" Abigail tilted her head in confusion.

Working at Asher's company? For what?

As she was thinking, Rosa added, "You see, he told me the details of the contract, and I'm honestly angry. Since it won't be good for your image if Asher directly gives you the contract money, how about you work under him and earn that bit yourself?"

Abigail scratched her head in confusion. "Why would I want to be away from Nicholas though? Hadn't I decided last time that I'd seduce him?" She became excited once she thought about it. "Now that I think about it, you should help me! That person is really hard like steel, but the harder he is to break, the more I want to do it!"

Rosa's eyes moistened as she wiped her face and said, "Abigail, you're like a daughter to me. I would be happier if you can manage to crack that shell named Nicholas. But… I can't continue to watch you suffer. You have to learn to be independent."

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