master-servant relationship

I’ve possessed a villainess who gets horribly killed every time for abusing the protagonist.

But just because I’m an evil woman doesn’t mean I have to abuse the protagonist.

I vowed that instead of abusing the protagonist, I was going to make him grow up…!

´Come on Leo. Shall we try-?´

[Synchronization failed. Translation into Belinda’s language].

“Open up your mouth, little brat.”

The damned system turned my mouth into a hellmouth.

But somehow… being a b*tch suits me better than I thought it would.

“Lazy things. How many times do I have to tell you to roll out the red carpet where I step!”

“Get me a limited-edition macaron of each type from the best patisserie in the kingdom.”

“They’re hard to get, you idiot. You could have just begged in front of the shop.”

Wealth, power, and beauty.

And with all that and a system window, I solved Belinda’s problems…

“Belle, won’t you marry me?”

“Master, why don’t you fall in love with me?”

” Lady Blanche, you are the only exception to this black and white world.”

The attitude of the supporting characters who were responsible for the killing of Belinda in the game changed.

Furthermore.

“We propose, based on mutual agreement, that you marry His Excellency the Grand Duke for a certain period of time and then divorce him.”

A contract marriage from the Northern Grand Duke.

Come on, guys. I was only doing my best to be a badass!

Are handsome men the South’s specialty? Obsession seems to be a basic requirement!
I’ve possessed Callia Rabius, the villainess from the romance fantasy novel .
Although I’m already isolated from high society, it’s even better since I don’t need to socialize!
I was planning to retreat to the countryside in the South and fully enjoy the life of a wealthy recluse, but….
The naval admiral’s secret, hidden behind a facade of germaphobia: a curse that drains the life force of those he touches.
I accidentally revealed that I know about its existence!
“Please spare me! I’ll ensure no one, man or woman, comes near you!”
To survive, I proposed a contract relationship to the admiral.
With my reputation already in tatters, I offered to become the embodiment of jealousy and keep people at bay.
“How dare you touch my man?”
But as I’m doing it, it seems to suit me surprisingly well?
***
I was living so diligently like that, but something felt off.
“When will I go back, you ask? Not until you show your ugly true colors again.”
The sub-male lead duke from the original story, who once threw the engagement cancellation letter in my face, keeps coming to pick fights.
“The men standing beside you may change, but I will always be behind you, my lady.”
The once cold-hearted butler now declares his lifelong service.
“I’ve never wished more for my hands not to be hands that kill people.”
The admiral, my contract lover, carelessly makes such confessions.
“Calia, pain is temporary, but love is eternal. Why are you running away?”
The mad monarch of the pirates kidnaps me, locks me up, and spouts nonsense.
I just wanted to secure an easy life, but why does it seem like I’m getting further and further from a peaceful existence?

I was possessing someone´s body.

A bedchamber maid of a future tyrant of the romance fantasy novel I have been reading about!

Well, I took advantage of my major to live, and provided a five-star hotel-level service…… Doesn’t it look like the male lead is quite satisfied?

“I like the way you do things, except for that ridiculous way you talk.”

“If there’s anything you’re not satisfied with, I’ll correct it, Your Highness.”

The only way to keep me from dying is to work until the heroine comes.

But why does it seem like the more I work, the more twisted things get……?

“The young lady left the mansion some time ago.”

“……Eh?”

Now even the heroine who was supposed to be there has disappeared,

“Where are you going? What are you doing? Didn’t I say your life was mine from the moment you made the decision to serve me?”

The male lead is going crazy. Why doesn’t he grab the runaway female lead but grab me!

I possessed the body of a desert fox shapeshifter and the youngest daughter of a villainous family.
Although it’s a villainous family, it’s not just a golden spoon but a diamond spoon!
How wonderful it would be if I could live happily, surrounded by my handsome Dad and brothers, being pampered.

However, according to the original story, I’m destined to be annihilated along with my family because I raised a slave I received as a gift at age three to become the final villain of the story.
So, I need to change the future, but…

“Why are you doing this to Rory? What did Rory do wrong?”
“Rory? You mean this slave?”

Sugar chuckled and shook his head as if he couldn’t believe it.
That look, as if he was looking at a clueless troublemaking youngest sibling, made me feel bad.

“Merchen. Cutie pie. Don’t tell me, are you trying to make that slave your friend? Slaves can’t be friends with nobles.”

You clueless brother!
That very slave you’re tossing around like a ball is tomorrow’s villain!
How can I change the future and survive like this?

This little villain who only looks at me… Can I raise him to be good…?

#SweetAndSpicy #FamilyRegret #MightJustRunAway
#PoliteMaleLead #PuppyLikeMaleLead #MutualSalvation

Lena joined the knight’s order to earn a dowry. Despite being mistreated by her tyrannical superior, she persisted in her efforts to earn the dowry.
Granted a vacation, she planned to spend time with her fiancé and improve their relationship, only to discover his infidelity.
After breaking off the engagement, Lena raided her superior’s liquor stash to console herself, only to have him confess to her…

“You don’t have a fiancé to worry about anymore.”

Lena just blinked her eyes dumbly. The alcohol-addled thought process could not comprehend the meaning behind his words, leaving her frozen

“Lena Leshuriel.”

He took a step closer and met her gaze.

“How about formally dating me?”

Lena was unable to refuse as her superior leaned in to kiss her.

An outbuilding entered by chance.
The man was completely naked, not even wearing a single piece of clothing.
Leeseo’s jaw dropped.

… … Oh my god.

The thick pillar positioned between the man’s legs was still erect even when pointed downward.
It was the size of a person’s forearm.
A languid voice flew like an arrow and struck her ear.

“You’re staring too much. Does my dick look so tempting?”

When Leeseo reluctantly opened her tightly closed eyes, it was still there.
A hideously large penis, that is neither lacking in length or thickness

*

The moment their eyes met, Taegyeom’s intense gaze seemed to engulf Iseo completely.

It was a fierce kiss that swept everything away like a violent typhoon pounding against the window.

– Iseo clenched the hand that was reaching out to him into a fist. He didn’t need to fall any deeper for this dangerous yet captivating man.

Whether it was the flotsam of emotions this man carelessly let out or a sinister habit that aroused the vindictiveness of the women he lured into his bed.

– Taegyeom felt it. Once he had tasted this enchanting flavor, there was no going back to what it was before.

Whether it was a poisoned apple or the dark allure that led him to destruction, once it fell into his hands, it was now his possession to devour.

“I’m tired. I want to stop now.”

Dowook tilted his head slightly. He raised his subtly thick eyebrows as if to ask what that meant.

“You and I have been together for fifteen years, and we’ve been dating for eight.”
“Only eight years.”
“Yes, eight whole years.”

Dowook’s eyes darkened ominously. With those eyes, he called her softly, “Junhee.”

“I must have upset you because I’m drunk today. Are you angry because I called you out late at night while drunk? I won’t do it again. I’ll listen to you. I’ll be damn obedient. Please cut me some slack. You don’t contact me. You say you will, but you damn well don’t. So of course I’d be upset, wouldn’t I?”
“Being by your side isn’t enjoyable at all. It’s not exciting.”
“……”

He stubbed out his cigarette on the windowsill, glaring at her. His gestures were irritable. Then, as if the buttoned collar filling his nape was suffocating, he roughly pulled down the neckline of his shirt.
He glared at her as if he wanted to kill her. Junhee looked back at him defiantly. Dowook smirked.

“If it was going to be like this, we should have just had car sex.”

A low, deep laugh brushed against her nape.

——–

* Female Protagonist: Woo Junhee – The pride of Nonsan, daughter of Woo Donggu. Pretty, calm-natured, well-mannered, and studious, she spends every vacation at Heejeongwon as a pacemaker for the young master of a wealthy family.

* Male Protagonist: Choi Dowook – Dowook of Taesan. Born with outstanding looks and background, he exudes an overwhelming and magnetic aura, but becomes blindly obsessive and desperate when it comes to Woo Junhee.

“Rather than building up a worthless pride, it would be cuter to beg for help.”

The Lord of Disaster. To Yeonseo, Woo Taeheon was like that. Yeonseo, who had been working as a resident caregiver for the Sewon Group, unexpectedly became Woo Taeheon’s personal assistant. Love engulfed her like a wildfire. It was hot and intense and there was no way to avoid it.
She knowingly started a love affair that would hurt her. But because she wanted to breathe and feeling burdened by her solitary love, she chose to run away. Unaware that she carried a part of Taeheon’s life inside her womb.

***

Yeonseo, whom Taeheon had been desperately looking for over a month, was right in front of him. Just a few steps away, just within a short reach. Yeonseo, whose hair is waving in the air, whose eyes are shining, and smiling.

“Can’t you tell me with your own mouth if that’s my child?”
“We broke up, and I’ve repaid all the debts. Now, it just feels awkward seeing each other like this again.”

She became a tainted sinner in the dark underground. Her heart felt like it was being torn apart, causing excruciating pain.

A mysterious guest arrived at the old castle of Tarnu.
He was the first outsider to be welcomed since the lord who went on an expedition 10 years ago closed the castle gates for his wife.

The young man, who came to deliver the mementos of the deceased lord, looked shabby, but his eyes glowed with a strange heat as he watched the Madam under his tousled hair.
His deep green eyes were identical to those of the deceased lord….

Quiet and unassuming, as if he were invisible, he began to visit the Madam’s room on stormy nights.
As if he knew what she was feeling on such nights.

─

“May I?”

He slowly caressed the area around that firm peak.
Though slow, his touch was inexplicably hot, making Ellenia think he was holding back a lot.

Unlike usual, he didn’t hide his young face, and his touch slowly traced her body.

“This place is dirty, cold, cramped…… I have this kind of body.”

His fingers, which had been teasing the tip of her breast, traced the waves of her sternum, lingered around her navel, and finally reached her bush.
Throughout all these moments, Edan’s gaze never left Ellenia’s.

Just receiving his gaze made Ellenia feel like he was penetrating her deepest parts.
That’s why she was already wet when his fingers reached the entrance of her core.

A sense of urgency filled Edan’s face, which had never looked away for even a moment.

“Ellie, I want to hold you.”

The wet sound came from elsewhere, yet his dry eyes seemed to be filled with tears.

Even though her circumstances are not that great, Lorraine Wiig, the second daughter of the renowned Count Wiig, is a graduate of the Academy.
After graduating, the 5,000 gold salary she was offered when she was looking for a job was a tempting piece of meat.
Naturally hooked, Lorraine becomes the secretary to Duke Edwin Duncan, whose mood swings are ‘a bit’ severe.
After serving the Duke of Duncan for 4 years,

“Rejected.”

This is the hundredth resignation letter that has been ruthlessly torn apart.
Like any ordinary wage earner, she holds the 101st resignation letter close to her heart, when one day, her employer, the Duke of Duncan, makes a shocking statement.

“I like you.”
“…Pardon?”

It’s all over.
Lorraine Wiig thought she should have left this situation a long time ago.

※ This work contains descriptions of coercive relationships. Please be aware before proceeding. ※

Lizbeth.
She was taken in as a maid by the kind lady of Etterland’s estate.
Duke Bieren, who has shunned women his entire life, having grown up with a cheating mother, is swayed by Lizbeth.
He attributes his attraction to her to nothing but lust below the waist and spreads her legs.

“It’s like you’re begging for my cock, dripping like a bitch in heat.”
“Dripping your juices like you’re begging for it, spreading your legs like you want my cock.”

Lizbeth, who dared to hold the Duke in her heart, easily responds to his lust.
He was a gentle man, and he thrilled her.
Whenever they shared intimacy, it felt as though they were lovers.

“I never imagined you’d find amusement in playing vulgarly with men.”

Bieren misunderstands seeing Lizbeth receiving flowers from the gardener.
Blaming his own foolishness for trusting a maid, he confines her.
He violates her, touches her, and makes her suck…
He demands various lewd things from Lizbeth, humiliating and degrading her.

“You’re not fit to bear my child. But you’re good for letting my cum out.”

Bieren says this even as he embraces Lizbeth in his arms
During the season he went on a journey, Lizbeth became pregnant.
With the child in her womb, she leaves a man who does not love her…

On the day her father died, leaving her with a huge amount of debt, Livia realized that she had been reincarnated and was living as an extra in the novel she read before she died.

Her life was good up until then…

She was also time-limited because she had a magic disease where spots like flowers would appear all over her body until she finally succumbed and died.

The only way to cure the disease was the heirloom of the Duke of Mercedes, the villain of this world.

‘I can’t do it.’

But an opportunity arose.

‘Okay, I’ll give them a reasonable amount of help, and then I will leave once we treat the disease with heirloom!’

Thus, Livia took a job under the guise of a tutor for the Duke of Mercedes.

***

She found the heirloom and cured the disease.

Once she had achieved her goal, she tried to disappear quietly, like a supporting actor….

“It’s my fault. Please don’t go. I can’t live without you.”
The little prince, who was at one time called a little devil, clung to her, begging her not to leave.

“Why am I drawn to you, when I should serve God and serve the saint? Do you know?”
The paladin who should have followed the original heroine made an oath to Livia as a knight

“Miss Livia, you are the butterfly of my destiny.”
Even the master of the Imperial Intelligence Guild was trying to seduce her.

“Can you not be a tutor to the little prince? Because I´m jealous.”
The male protagonist, who should have fallen for the original heroine and given her everything, was trying to give Livia everything for some reason.

Above all…

“If you want to go, you can go wherever you want to. I’m confident I can bring you back.”

Wasn’t that a threat… …?

‘What the hell is going on!’

Livia just wanted to cure her disease, but something seemed to have gone very wrong.