The Unpredictable Villainess

ﾟ ⋆ ﾟChapter 23 ﾟ ⋆ ﾟ

Armana Frauleins

Knock. Knock.

"Come in!" I said loudly, enough for the person behind the doors to hear.

The short, small structured pink haired lady appeared right in front of my eyes with her most charming smile.

"Good evening, Lady Fiona. I see you have recovered well. I was planning to pay my visit to you tomorrow morning." I said.

"I am completely alright, Armana." She smiled. "The thing is. . . Some things has been bothering me."

"May I know what those are?"

"The relationship between you and Lorenzo." She answered.

I raised my brow and replied, "I did not understand what you meant."

"Lorenzo has been treating you quite normally lately. Like he doesn't get mad at you often and he even didn't react well when you disrespected me that day." She stated making me even more confused.

"Disrespect you?" My eyes narrowed. "Lady Fiona. I still did not understand what you meant."

"I was a little hurt back when you said I was doing all these just to trap you." She said. "You belittle me infront of Lorenzo and that was really embarrassing for me."

What was she saying? That is not the Fiona Barlee I know from the Novel. She is different. She is cunning and excess rude. And her motives are so clear.

"I cannot just stand there while people blames me right?" I gave her a smile, sweet one.

"But. . . I thought you would consider my situation." She said.

"What's your situation? Trying to act innocent in front of Lorenzo? Okay. I will consider your situation from next time."

She gritted her teeth and said, "You can be the wife but remember, Armana I am the one he loves!" She practically screamed.

Oh how did I not notice? I am the female lead in my own story and my villainess is FIONA BARLEE!

I chuckled. I laughed to be honest. Loudly. A lot louder than she expected probably. Well, I guess she didn't expect me to laugh but oh well.

Fuck the act of being in love with that jerk ass dude, I had enough of the shit.

"Fiona. I don't know what you are plotting but. . ." I scanned her top to bottom. "I never meant to steal your so-called lover."

She looked at me with rage in her eyes.

"So this is your true nature, Fiona." I smirked. "What will happen if Lorenzo notice it someday?"

"He will never find that out." She smirked. "Because the one he despises is you, Armana and he will only see your faults nothing else."

"If you are done, you may leave now." I rolled my eyes. "I still have a lot of work to do unlike someone." I gave a fake smile.

She gritted her teeth. Then left me all alone living me in my own thoughts.

She's not going to give up so soon. She will keep on trying to make me look bad in front of everyone just like the horse incident.

_

I would prefer Fiona to hurt me instead instead of my maid. Scarlet has nothing to do with it but she still involved him. I can suffer through her living hell but Scarlet shouldn't.

I am so mad right now that I want to pluck her eyes out!

I looked at him with a blunt expression. "I would not disturb you from now. I will stay out of you and Lady Fiona's way too. But I might ask for something that would be a little difficult to do but it will be temporary."

"What is it?"

"Let's leave our conversation for tonight." I winked, chuckled then left him all alone.

Instead of surviving, I have another important thing I need to take care of which is my brother, Sol Asmond.

He is coming to visit her soon and if he sees the way Lorenzo behaves with me and how I am being treated, I doubt he will stay calm. So tonight's going to be a very requesting night.

I don't know if Lorenzo will agree to my request but it would not hurt to try and besides, one cannot succeed if he doesn't try.

_

Knock. Knock.

"Come in." I heard the loud, deep voice.

Lucas opened the door for me, I thanked him, he smiled and I went inside.

On my way here, I spotted three maids excluding Scarlet, who were giggling probably thinking that something physical is going to happen. Let them think whatever they want to think. If the rumours spread, then Sol might here it and it will be a huge plus point for me.

As soon as I entered, I spotted the tall massive man standing right in front of my eyes, shuffling through some papers. He was wearing white silky shirt without any buttons and his chest is vividly visible. With his shirt, he wore a black pants which might sound normal but it looks like it cost all the organs inside my body.

Fuck, he is hot.

Careful, right there, Armana. . . He might slice your throat even if you don't do anything.

"Hi!" I spoke too loudly enough for him to glare at me. Oh fuck. Where are my manners? "I mean. . ." I curtsied, "Your Majesty."

He put the papers on his hand down and looked at me weirdly.

"I will make it short." He said with his deep, loud voice.

I nodded.

"What are your motives, Armana Frauleins?" He asked so normally and deadly at the same time, I almost choked.

"I have no motives, Your Majesty?" I said.

He gave me a scoff which was annoying as hell. "You must think I am fool, Armana but let me tell you. You cannot lie to a king."

I sighed, "If thats the case, you should know whether I am lying or not."

He raised his brow. "Really, woman, you are something. You even made Fiona look like a liar in front of me."

Is that why he called me here? Because he cannot believe the fact that Fiona lied to him? Alright. I will show him.

"I didn't do anything, Your Majesty. No need to thank me. You are finally capable of seeing through people, that's all." I gave a proud smile.

His eye brow raised as he examined me. "Armana Frauleins. . ." He mumbled.

I stood there like a thief who just got caught. I didn't even do anything. His eyes are scanning me deeply like he's seeing through me.

He looked through the room and his gaze landed on something. My eyes widened.

What the fuck is he trying to do?