Kadiyam_Akanksha

The world had never been kind to her. An orphan from birth, she had no family to call her own, no siblings to share her burdens. Raised in a strict orphanage, she learned early that life was a constant struggle.

Now, as an overworked office employee, nothing had changed. Long hours, little pay, and endless responsibilities left her exhausted every day. Her only escape was the fantasy novel Loving My Lady—a story about nobility, romance, and a world far removed from her own reality.

One fateful night, overwhelmed by exhaustion and frustration, she drank more than she should have. The city lights blurred, the road was unsteady, and then—darkness.

When she opened her eyes again, she was no longer in her old world.

She had been reincarnated into Loving My Lady.

But where? And as whom?

Born to be Villainess but i can change my fate

As Rosalena opened the door, she was met with the sight of her father and brother standing outside.

The moment they saw her, both froze in awe.

Her father's eyes widened as he took in her appearance—the stunning black gown shimmering with crystals, the radiant glow on her face, and the delicate necklace resting against her collarbone.

For a moment, he was speechless.

Memories flooded his mind, taking him back to another time—a night long ago when his beloved wife stood in the same place, wearing the same necklace for her debut.

"She looks just like her mother…" he thought, his heart aching with bittersweet emotion.

Then, with a warm smile, he gently pulled Rosalena and her brother into a hug.

"My children have grown up," he murmured, his voice laced with pride and nostalgia.

Rosalena smiled, feeling the warmth of her father's embrace, but then she asked, "Where is Airna?"

"She's already at the ball, waiting for you two," the duke replied.

At the Grand Ballroom

The grand ballroom doors swung open, allowing waves of elegantly dressed nobles to enter one by one, their invitations in hand.

Among them was Alex, standing tall in his finely tailored suit. His sharp eyes scanned the crowd, clearly waiting for someone.

Not far away, the Crown Prince made his entrance, his regal presence drawing attention from the guests.

Then, Airna appeared.

Dressed in a dazzling violet gown, its fabric shimmering under the chandeliers, she looked like a vision of delicate beauty. The soft waves of her hair framed her face perfectly, and her innocent smile only added to her charm.

The nobles whispered among themselves, mesmerized by her elegance.

Even the Crown Prince's gaze lingered on her for a moment before he stepped forward, greeting her with unusual politeness and interest.

Airna's lips curled into a victorious smile as she responded sweetly.

After exchanging pleasantries, she turned her attention to Alex and walked toward him.

"Are you waiting for someone?" she asked, tilting her head slightly.

Alex's expression remained indifferent. "Yes, I am."

Despite her efforts to keep the conversation going, he showed no interest in engaging with her.

His gaze flickered toward the entrance, then without another word, he walked away, leaving Airna standing alone.

Her fingers curled tightly around the fabric of her dress.

The Grand Entrance

Suddenly, a hush fell over the room.

All eyes turned toward the top of the grand staircase as the Duke, Christopher, and Rosalena stepped forward.