《Being a Villainess is No Joke》How Ajhussi Became a Reaper
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"Sir Noah," my butler called me, "your last meeting with Duke Cesar was cancelled from his side, so you're free for the rest of your day."
I nodded and he left my room.
I placed the reports on the desk as Yona, my maid asked, "Should I bring in the dinner, sir?"
"No need. I don't plan on eating today. You can take the rest of the day off for today." I replied and went down to lie down on my bed as Yona bowed down and left me alone in the room.
As soon as I heard the door shut, I smirked and quickly rolled over my stomach and went down to grab the secret treasure I had hid under my bed.
I took the book out with red hardcover and three words written on them in bold.
I quickly lied down on the bed on my stomach and flipped through the pages and found the page where I had last left my babies on.
"Oh how I wish he were mine...but we're both men...."
I started reading and after a few pages, some action finally started.
I almost screeched when my babies shared their first kiss, the kiss I've been waiting for from chapter 1.
Now, I don't swing that way. I even have a lovely fiancee named Raeliana. But I just love reading this genre.
It just hits differently and is more fun to read.
When I first found a similar book under my sister's bed and decided to steal it then read it, I didn't think much of it.
I found it a bit weird at first.
But I love weird.
So I love it.
Then I continued to read them (by stealing them from my sister and keeping them back after a day) and this one is by far my favourite.
I was smiling all the time when I was reading the kiss scene and then, something unusual happened.
"He slipped his finger under my shirt and..."
Oh. My. God.
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.
.
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ARE THEY DOING THE DEED??????!!!!
"Yes!Yes!Yes!!!" I whispered as my heart started to beat ten times faster.
This is the scene for which I read all the two hundred and ninety-eight pages for.
"He slipped it off over my head as his hands moved....."
I could practically hear my heart in my ears as my excitement reached sky-high.
But wait.....
Isn't my heart beating a bit too fast...?
And that was the moment when I realised.......
........that I was having a bloody heart attack.
Heart!!!!! NOOOOOO!!! NOT NOW!!
My breathing became erratic as my shoulder started aching.
Noooooo! I can't die like this!! I still didn't read my babies doing the deed!!!
My eyes started shutting close as I felt my soul leaving my body.
Literally.
It felt as if someone was sucking my soul out.
I turned around just in time to see a black-haired man, wearing a black suit, floating over me.
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I gasped and so did he.
"Shit! Why aren't you dead yet?", He said in urgency as his hands were extended and seemed to me collecting some floating white sparkly dust.
That was somehow coming from me.
I was so shocked that I kicked him in the stomach as he toppled over and away from me. The white dust he was collecting from me soaked back into my body as my heart started beating normally.
"Who the hell are you?!" I roared and gripped my sword which was lying beside my bed, "Actually, that doesn't even matter. I'm going to slaughter you and then go back to my reading." I told him as I advanced towards him.
He grunted as he rubbed his stomach where I hit him, "Chill human," he said and snapped his fingers, making my sword fly away from my grasp and out of the window.
"Let me introduce myself, " he said, "I'm 3456782, my subordinates call me TR for short."
I frowned at the weird short name but didn't dwell on it because there were more important matters to discuss. Like how he managed to make my sword jump out of the window and all.
"What are you?" I asked, eyeing him up and down.
"A reaper. Who collects souls and stuff and is here to get yours since you've lived your life." He said nonchalantly making my jaw drop in shock.
"WHAT?! No! I'm too young to die!", I cried out.
"The book of Dead would like to disagree." He replied before sighing, "See human, just let me take your soul away and I promise you'll get a nice destiny in your next life."
I paused, thinking about his offer for a second before nodding, "Okay, but can you wait for an hour or something. I need to finish my book."
He glanced at his wristwatch before shaking his head, "No. I have another soul to collect after this."
I frowned, "Then go fuck yourself. I am not leaving the world till I finish reading my book."
He rubbed his temples before saying, "Guess it leaves me with no choice then."
And the next second, my hands were tied by an invisible force and I was on my knees, it felt as if the weight of the world was on my shoulders.
Then the Reaper extended his palms and the white sparkles started leaving my body.
No.. I can't die like this.....my ship.....
The thought of my precious book which I left on the best part made my blood boil as I, with all the strength I could muster, head-butted the Reaper in the stomach.
The reaper gasped and clutched his stomach as the invisible chain around my wrists loosened. I could stand on my feet and move my hands freely.
"I. will. finish. the. book. And you can't do shit about it." I replied before going over the bed and grabbing the book and flipping the pages to find where I last left it on.
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"Guess I'll have to use my ultimate weapon." I heard the reaper say and then I saw a ton of white sparkly ropes advancing towards me from his palms, instantly looping my entire body tightly.
I lost my balance and toppled over on my bed and looked up at the reaper who had a sinister grin plastered on his face and a whip in his hand.
My mind blanched on seeing the whip.
Two men.
On a bed.
With ropes and whip.....
I gasped.
W-Whip play?
"I finally get why they call you TR." I said as I looked at him, petrified, "Because you are a Twisted Reaper!"
He snickered, "This whip can get your soul out of the body with one slash. Though we are supposed to use it on only evil souls.... I can make an exception for you."
He raised the whip to hit me but I moved (more like wiggled) out of the way.
He tried again but I moved away, hopping on the bed.
And this happened fifteen times more.
Either my luck is with me today or his aim is shit.
"Oh stop moving you human and just let me take your soul!!!!" He yelled in frustration.
"Not until I've read the book!!" I countered back.
His black eyes glowered as he shouted, "Book book book! Why are you so fucking obsessed with it?? If that's so, I should just burn the fucking book!"
I gasped, "You wouldn't da-" but he had already snapped his fingers and my book burst into flames.
Nooooo... My babies.... How dare he....
Sadness subsided as anger rose in my veins.
"I'm going to destroy you." I whispered and he flinched, feeling the anger leave me in heated waves.
I broke the ropes with my strength and snatched the whip from him making him gasp.
And then I struck him with the whip.
Really hard.
He screamed in pain before passing out onto the floor.
I dropped the whip next to him before looking at the ashes of my book on the floor.
I didn't even get to read the best part.....
Before I could cry about it, three people, two men and one woman, suddenly appeared in my room.
"What the....." I mumbled as the smaller man and the woman with the same suit as the Reaper bent down to check TR's body.
"Dead." The woman said as they looked up to their supposedly boss, who stood in the middle of the room in a slightly unique and more extravagant suit, picking his nail.
"Uh- I told him it was dangerous to use whips since it can kill us too. But the guy was too kinky to listen.", the other man said, "He always loved using whips."
Their boss then sighed and looked around the room before his eyes lands on me.
"Make this guy the substitute for 3456782"
"What-?", before I could even retort, my night robe turned to a black suit, like the one TR wore and I floated slightly above the ground.
"Now you are 3456782, you'll begin your work starting tomorrow." The boss said with finality before looking at the woman, "3142665, tell him how we work and 3245666," he said, looking at the man, "take 3456782's soul and deposit it to the renewal department." He ordered before disappearing.
I just stared blankly at the spot from where he disappeared and then turned my head to the ashes of my beloved book.
I got down on my knees, "Why...." I slowly whispered as tears welled up in my eyes, "..I just want to read my babies doing the deed..."
"Why read though?" Asked the woman who was now plopped down beside me.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"You can watch them doing the deed. You know, whoever your babies are." She told me as I frowned.
"It comes with our powers. Let me show you, " she said, "Close your eyes and say 'dimensions'."
I did as she instructed.
"Dimensions." I whispered, slowly opening my eyes after a few seconds before gasping.
I was floating in mid-air, around me was a night sky like background with millions of big white circles.
"Woah.." I whispered.
"These are different worlds. Our normal ones, book ones, magical ones, parallel worlds and many more." She explained, "Now just select which world your babies were from and watch them doing the deed. Oh and don't forget to say 'invisible' after entering the world, or else, people are going to take you for a creep." She added quickly.
I nodded and then looked through the circles. Each circle had some information or the name of the book written above it.
Soon I found a white circle with 'the power bottom' written above it.
I then slowly put my hand on the circle but it slipped right in. I hesitantly slipped in my rest of the body and was directly above my two babies who were sucking each other's faces off.
"Invisible" I muttered as the two of them stopped for a second and looked above them, then shrugged and continued on their make-out session.
"Oh God, this is the best." I muttered as I continued to watch them like a pervert and creep I was.
*After that day, Ajhussi began to work as a reaper and whenever he got some free time, he would watch people (more specifically, men) doing the deed, being creepy and all.*
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