CalyB

It always starts with an accident. 

That’s how all these stories go. One moment, you’re minding your own business, and the next, you wake up in someone else’s body. For Caspian, his accident started earlier than he even knew. 

Maybe it began when his sister got him into romance novels? Or when he started really sympathizing with the villains at the ends of books? He’d never know. It was too late to worry about it now. 

For now, he had to find a way to fix this nightmare, or rehabilitate his image, all while trying to free himself from the fate set out for him. All because of the damn "gods" who he'd cut a deal with.

These were the only two options he had available, and he wasn’t sure he could succeed at either. The man he had taken over for had been…a true piece of work. And the secret villain of the book he had been reading before he passed. 

It had been a harem novel. A reverse harem novel. 

He was trapped in a huge ass CASTLE with a bunch of men who hated him because he was taking affection and time away from their shared wife. All Cass wanted to do was be a good person, not mess around with this poor woman and her far too handsome husbands. 

But why would no one leave him alone? Was he too suspicious? And why, after going out of his way to avoid them like they had asked, did they keep pestering him?

And where did the heroine go?

How was he going to manage three, handsome men without the heroine?

(BL) The Villain wants a Divorce!

Cass would be the first to admit it.

He was a sucker for a good park.

How the man found out about it, was a completely different story, if he even knew it. Cass had always found peace in nature. It was why it hurt so much when Sam had restricted his movements again after he had tasted the freedom of the gardens around the mansion.

This? Outside, where he could hear the birdsong, the sounds of people moving about their everyday life, and the soft whisper of violin music in the distance? He would never admit it to Lord Vespertine, but it was a good way to earn brownie points with him.

He was never going to admit it to him though.

"How is your food?" Lord Vespertine asked and Cass blinked. He'd been lost in thought, staring at the fountain and listening to a couple have a not so quiet argument nearby.

"Oh. It's…good." Cass told him and Lord Vespertine chuckled.

It was just a sip