I reincarnated as the eldest daughter of a villainous family, known for torturing the male lead who was taken as a prisoner.
To make matters worse, I am destined to die when the male lead goes on a rampage!... more>>

My only chance of survival is to somehow help the male lead escape from my family.
But first, I need to help him recover his strength...
Helping him will inevitably jeopardize my position in the family.
So, there's only one way.

"This bread smells strange. Someone might have poisoned it, so you should taste it first."
"That bruise looks terrible. Hurry up and treat it with this!"

While pretending to be cold on the outside, I secretly take care of him.
But this guy... lately, it seems like he blushes whenever he looks at me?

* * *

Aiden stared at Raylenne silently.
His expressionless face exuded a chilling aura.

"What if I don't want to run away?"

Raylenne spat out in a sharp voice.

"Even if it means you'll die?"

Aiden replied without a moment's hesitation.

"I don't care."

#Mission: Help the Male Lead Escape
#Tsundere Heroine #Large-Dog-like Male Lead
#But Somehow the Stray Dog Turns into a Loyal Pet...? <<less

"I want to make something clear before the wedding." ... more>>

Dyffrin turned to face Evelyn.

"I won’t care about whatever you do, so I hope you won’t interfere with my affairs either."
"......?"
"And you should know that I have no intention of laying a finger on you. Of course, we'll be using separate rooms as well."

Dyffrin recited what was about to happen to him, as if informing his employees of instructions.
Watching him, Evelyn thought,

No matter what, I will divorce him 2 years later and get a large alimony.

However, contrary to Evelyn’s resolution, their relationship flowed in an unpredictable direction.

* * *

"Why are you so adamant about not getting divorced? Is it because of your pride?"
"Because I don't want to."
"You don't even love me!"

Dyffrin wrapped his arms around Evelyn's waist and pulled her closer.
It was a kiss that felt like it would swallow her whole. He violently bit her lips and ravaged her mouth, almost to the point that it was difficult to breathe properly.
When Evelyn repeatedly hit his chest forcefully, he barely pulled his lips away.

"Isn't this the kind of love you want? Kissing and making love in the bedroom."

Evelyn shot back with a sarcastic tone. Dyffrin didn't care and grabbed Evelyn's wrist, dragging her.

"Let's go to the bedroom right now. If you want, I can hold you tenderly and whisper sweet words of love."
"...I'm really disappointed."
"Aren't I already the worst man for you? Being disappointed in me doesn't bother me much."

Saying so, Dyffrin pressed his lips against Evelyn's once again.

"Evelyn. Divorce is not an option for me. So, change your mind." <<less

Merdy knew that Clifton didn’t love her. Before it was too late, she tried to end the marriage that would only leave her with a scar.... more>>

However, everything changed the moment she asked for a breakup.

“If anyone else touches you, whoever it is, they’ll die.”

The more Merdy tried to escape, the deeper Clifton clung. Each time, Merdy’s tears dried up gradually, and Clifton smiled bitterly.

“Enjoy it, Merdy. You’ll have to endure this every day now, so you might as well enjoy it a little less painfully.”

So Merdy decided to leave him. Even if it meant her being torn apart to shreds, until nothing remained. <<less

"Each thing that leads you into ruin—I'll do it with my own hands."... more>>

Just as she received notice of her divorce, she learned about her husband's remarriage.

His new wife was none other than Tilda's stepmother.

"You know, Tilda, I'm remarrying Winston Nockilla," said Aclaire with an innocent expression on her face.

"He said I'm much better than a rigid woman like you. He wanted to divorce so much that I barely stopped him in the past."

That day, Tilda realized.

Aclaire had taken away not only her husband but also her family, honor, and everyone she loved.

Thus, she prayed to the goddess, vowing to dirty her hands.

"I will plunge you into the pits of the void with my own two hands."

━━━━━ ∙ʚ(✧)ɞ∙ ━━━━━

A collaborator for such perilous revenge appeared.

Kales Moyne.

He was a devout priest respected in the empire, yet he was an inscrutable man who always looked at her with a lecherous gaze.

"Even though I'm struggling under those cold eyes, I think it wouldn't be so bad to fall into the abyss if I'm with you."

His words flowed like a chant, but a hint of madness seemed to emanate from him.

With one corner of his mouth raised, Kales asked,

"Do I seem crazy to you?" <<less