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

Asher could see her anger rising as he finally raised his hand in defeat. Then he smiled and said, "Get ready, we have to go."

"Go where?" Hadn't they just arrived? She still wanted to rest!

"No time." Asher pointed at the wristwatch he was wearing. "The shoot starts in the evening. You still haven't prepared for the role yet, but thankfully, you'll shoot later. So, we will first have you prepared and relaxed for the first couple of days. You can watch others perform until then."

When talking about serious things, Abigail nodded as all the traces of anger vanished from her face without a trace. She instantly entered the shower area and increased her pace to bathe.

What she didn't know was that the man was still standing leaning against the basin, staring at her shadow through the curtains. It was almost as if he could make out her form through the cloth as she rubbed her body clean.

It's Owen Again!