Chapter 2 - A New Beginning In A New World
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Aveline’s Pov
My knowledge of the novel made me realize the male lead who was standing in front her wasn’t acting according to the novel but differently , it felt like the novel had changed it’s course.
He was supposed to be cold and vicious towards me but this was all replaced by an emotion I could’t quite understand.
Just then a man whose aura gave me a cold dark chill whispered something to him.
Damien Moretti .
That was his name, the main lead.
The most powerful mafia whom no one dared to offend with violence being the only solution he had to any unwanted problems .
‘ Aveline , I need to attend to some urgent matter . I will someone to attend to you , I will be back soon ‘
He said to me but I didn’t respond, there was an unusual warmth in his tone .
Something wasn’t right .
Everything was out of place.
But Why ?
This I needed to find out.
I had waited for some time for the person said to attend to me but no one came so I decided to explore.
I walked bare footed on the icy floor , I started going down the stairs dragging my tired body only for me to slip Just as I closed my eyes embracing myself for the pain I was about to feel But surprisenly the pain nor the fall never came .
I slightly opened my eyes only to find myself in Damien’s arms , he had caught me, preventing me from falling.
I expected him to help me stand on my feet so I could proceed downstairs but instead he swooped me fully in his arms, carrying me downstairs . He made me sit on the sofa then he sat beside me , he smiled at me which caught me by surprise but then it shifted as he called out to all the staffs .
They all came immediately aligning their selves in order , their heads lowered as non dared to meet his gaze.
‘ Who was assigned to attend to my Aveline ‘
His tone was cold and sharp, sending chills down their spines. I froze ,he had just claimed me as his .
Everyone pointed to a particular maid who went pale with fear and horror visible in her eyes , she began to beg , pleading for mercy but Damien’s face only went dark , the maid was dragged away in tears.
He turns to me and insists I shouldn’t walk alone in the hallways.
After a heartfelt dinner I retired to my room with Damien’s help as I was still weak.
I touched my face slowly walking to the mirror ,looking at my new reflection I examined my new face .
I stroke my new long black hair , it felt soft . In my past life my hair could never be this long shiny and well cared for. My new reflection filled me with mixed emotions.
I looked through the villainess whom I now was belongings ,I came across a pierce of clothing which had a unique crest engraved on it and just then floods of memories came rushing , they were all the villainess memories .
I collapsed on the bed as the flashbacks ended with a sigh I realized the villainess wasn’t actually born a villain but was painted and forced into being a villainess by the cruel world . In my past life there was now hope nor did I have any choice but in this life I would make sure I do everything possible to make good use of my second chance and avoid dying the second time.
I slept with this decision which seemed more like a challenge in mind.
I woke up the next day with lights glowing through my window , I freshened up with the help of a few maids then headed downstairs with a guard following closely .
I ate my breakfast alone silently with no Damien in sight , once I was done a maid came in and started clearing the dishes then I said with gratitude and asked ;
‘ Thanks!, Hnmmm , Have you seen Damien today? ‘
‘ Yes ma, He left early this morning ‘ She replied
‘ Oh okay ‘ I said , for some reason I felt a bit saddened . The maid left with the plates and later came back with an envelope that seemed to contain a letter , she handed it to me and said
‘ Ma this came in for u ‘
She handed the items to me and left , sitting by the fire she decided to open the envelope first , I unfolded the letter and its contents left me horrified , it read;
‘ Why are you pretending to be her?
With fear I intensively threw the letter into the fire
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Find Out What Happens Next In Chapter 3
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