Villainess in Trouble

I transmigrated into the role of a gorgeous villainess, tasked with tormenting my childhood buddies.

I forced Maddox, Mr. Tough Guy, into putting on a sexy dress, essentially killing his chances of a social life.

I grabbed the bottom of the ever-aloof Zane and made him red in the face.

I kicked Damian, the crybaby, into the ground, and all he could do was glare at me through his tearful eyes.

My aggressive antics only fueled their resentment.

“One of these days, I’ll get you.”

I winked at them without a care. “I’ll be waiting.”

The day they crossed paths with the female lead would be the day I left this world. Their revenge didn’t scare me one bit.

Little did I know, the time would come when I would be proven wrong.

While I scrambled to get away in tears, he said softly, “Save your strength. The night is still young.”

After years of playing the villainess, I finally reached the point where my three childhood friends would meet with the true heroine.

The time finally came for me to go home.

System’s notification rang in my head. [Host, complete your final task of bullying your childhood friends, and you can return to your world as a billionaire.]

I rubbed my hands together. ‘What do you need me to do?’

System: [Slap Maddox Strait during his happiest moment.]

The script of a wicked side character was lackluster. There was no rhyme or reason to the role’s evil deeds.

I found Maddox at a boxing gym.

His chiseled features were captivating. His sweat-soaked white tank top did little to cover his modesty.

Once I was back in my world, I would find a hundred hunks just like him.

I beckoned the rugged-looking man over.

Maddox came from poverty. Since my family’s charity put him through school, he would never defy me.

As the smile on his face faded, Maddox approached me. “What are you doing here?”

I said coyly, “Come closer. I need a word with you.”

Despite his reluctance, Maddox got down to my eye level and brought his head closer to mine.

I raised my hand and whipped my hand across his good-looking face.

“Smack!”

Oh, his face felt like a brick.

My hand hurt so much.

Though taken aback at first, Maddox quickly grabbed my hand and pulled me into his arms.

He sneered, “What’s wrong now, princess? Did my face upset you?”

System: [Host, get under his skin. Rile him to pieces!]

My hand was bright red.

“Have I ever told you that you’re expected to be a gentleman under my roof?

While talking, I put my hands on him. The hard lines of his abs under my fingers were addictive, and I could not keep my hands off him.

Still, I kept flinging insults.

“Look. Your waist is showing. Who are you trying to seduce, dressed like that? I had to put you in your place.”

Maddox gasped sharply when I gave him a little squeeze, and he took hold of my hands.

He stared at him, his ears blushing. “No one else is here. Can’t I just wear whatever?”

It was clear that I was in the wrong. However, I held the role of a malicious supporting role.

“I’m the heiress, so whatever I say goes. I can’t have my staff acting indecently. You’re going to get it if I catch you again. You hear me?”

Appearing enraged, Maddox went red and paused before uttering, “Are you always bossy with everyone else, too?”

Of course, not. I could not care less.

Nevertheless, I lied and said, “Yeah. Everybody answers to me. You, in particular, show the most skin.”

I felt him up again, feeling pleased with myself.

It was the most thrilling feeling ever.

He had a great body, and I was hooked for life.

Maddox shook my cheeky hand off peevishly, stopping me from touching him.