Reformed Villain’s Ex: Don’t Love Me, It’s Futile
READING AGE 16+
I accidentally transmigrated into the life of Eliza West — the infamous ex-wife who’d been labeled cold, careless, and abandoned by the empire’s most feared man: Damian Black, CEO and living heart-ice sculpture. I sign the divorce on day one because I have one rule — survive, thrive, and never be played.
Then I go on a survival reality show and catch a snake with my bare hands.
Suddenly public hearts go boom. The “trash wife” who used to manipulate men crumbles into a starstruck fangirl. The world chooses me as the queen of clapbacks and accidental heroics. Everyone adores me. Except Damian, who swears, “Don’t love me — it’s useless,” but proceeds to get jealous in unauthorized, illegal amounts.
He pins me against a wall and asks, “Who do you love the most?” I smile, too clever by half, and say, “Obviously… Baby Number Two.” Two hours later I’m on my knees begging, “Husband, I was wrong.”
This is a romantic, comedic transmigration serial where savage comebacks are currency, the heroine rewrites the rules, and the villain-turned-lover discovers that possession tastes dangerously like love.
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The crate’s lid clattered on the concrete like a punctuation mark. The warehouse smelled of cardboard, motor oil, and decisions that had been made on bad nights and expensive lunches. I felt at once like an archaeologist and a gossip columnist — unearthing relics no one wanted catalogued, and thrilled by the juiciness of what they contained.<……
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