punzygracy

ON HIATUS: Hello! I am taking a small break from this story because of irl stuff, will continue this from April 2025 onwards! Exactly a month later!

"Be my Empress Selena..." His emerald eyes looked at her with a pleading look. She started to soften after seeing him plead so earnestly but she reminded herself that she didn't want this! She didn't want to be an Empress! Most importantly he lied and then disappeared! Now he has the audacity to come looking for her! 
"Get out." She pointed at the door and then at him. 
He grabbed her hand and pulled her towards himself. "You can't get rid of me. You know how stubborn I am."

Ming Yue was an ordinary office worker when she went into a novel she used to read, a steamy romance between Clara, the innocent illegitimate daughter of a count and the cold Northern Duke. Was she the heroine? No. Was she a side character? No. She was the damned villainess everyone hated! 
Being a former doormat she decided to embrace the villainhood in this life and live life on her terms. A leisurely life was what she wanted, maybe face-slapping her ex-fiance, the Northern Duke every now and then... But that all changed when she met him... Alex. She hired him to be her partner, but he intended to make that contract last a lifetime. She had no room to say no because he was the Crown Prince! Soon to be the Emperor!

The Villainess' Husband For Hire

Alex rolled his eyes, clearly unimpressed by Ambrose's theatrics. "Cut the nonsense. What happened to the device I asked you to make?"

Ambrose's smirk widened as he leaned casually against the wall. "Oh, that? It's ready. But I had no idea when you'd show up again, so I didn't bother delivering it. I was so hurt when you ignored me at the party so I decided to punish you."

Alex's jaw tightened, but he forced himself to remain calm. "Shut up, and hand it over."

Ambrose straightened his posture, his smirk fading slightly as the tension grew. Any pretence of camaraderie between them quickly dissolved.

"It's not ready yet," Ambrose admitted, shrugging as though it was no big deal. "And honestly? I don't know when it will be. The communication device you asked for isn't exactly easy to make. It's not like plucking a flower from a garden."

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