Drunkard Becomes the Villain's Step Mother

Drunkard Pacita

Pacita looks at the man glaring at her.

"It's all your fault for ignoring me! My love is true but you choose to take me for granted!"

Pacita felt the blood gushing out the open wound as he pulled the cold hard metal knife out her stomach.

"Ah…." she sighs, frowning from the pain.

"Pacita?? Are you dying?"
The man's hands are soaked with her blood.
She wanted to smoke a cigar or at least give her that toxicating red wine that you can only buy with gold coins.

Her lips tremble.
She gulps.

"Pacita….I...toward you…." the man has gone insane. Still trying to woo her after stabbing her?
There's just too many wrong things about this set up.

"You are not my type."

The man looked at her as she fell down the cold pavement.
"I don't sell my body for money."

Pacita is not just a dancer, she is a harlot.
A beauty that hides behind the disgusting darkness.

But she doesn't sell herself just to any man.
She only sells herself…...for love.

Love for wine.

She was young when she learned how it tasted.
The alcohol that made any men and women lose their very mind.
Alcohol,beer, wine….She wants to be drowned in it's taste.
Making her lose her very mind.

Her beauty makes all the men who saw her dance drowned in lust and love but she only will like a man who can seduce her using wine.

Pacita opens her eyes feeling ache in her lower abdomen.

"Damn lecherous man...rape a dead body?" She frowns and sits up.

A handsome naked man is sleeping next to her.

"Ah?"
She frowns and gathers her knees and hugs it poking the muscular shoulders beside her.

As a woman, she also has an aesthetic standard in men.
And this man passed her standard with flying colors.

"Strange….." 
Only noble men would have this kind of beauty.
Or is he from the military?
She is fine with that too.

Thinking about it, she stretches her naked body and looks at her 'wound' on her stomach which is nonexistent.

She tilts her head.
And stood up.

"Urgh…" she felt her knees are a bit jelly.

"What's wrong?" The man opens his eyes and looks at her.

It's not Pacita's first time waking up with a man she doesn't know in bed completely naked so she is perfectly fine.

Pacita looks at the man with red messy hair and golden eyes. 
Her heart skips a beat but she pretends to be fine.
"Nothing…Go back to sleep."

"Are you hurt? Am I too rough last night?"
The man looks at her with his golden eyes but his face doesn't look like he is asking a lover but a harlot so she doesn't take it to heart.

"No." She shakes her head. "Can I use your bathroom?"

"............of course."

"Ah." A wealthy handsome nobleman let her use the bathroom? 
'Very generous. Is he not afraid I will steal something? Well, not like I will risk my life for stealing from a noble man.'

She drags her aching body to the bathroom and treats herself in the bathtub.
She happily plays with the oil. Sadly there are no hot water but this is already a luxury to be able to take a bath in a very large tub and freshen up herself after s*x.

"That guy's body is so good. And his size is really good. Sh*t. Why can't I remember how he ravish me last night? So wasteful….ah? Did we also drink wine? Damn….So wasteful. I should remember."
She angrily bites her thumb.
She sighs
"Can't help it. Let's just hope he calls for my service again next time."
She stands up and dry herself.
Then her eyes almost pop seeing another woman standing where she should be standing!
No….
Wait…
This is a mirror. So…
So….

"Who is….this?"
She blinks as she grabs the mirror in the bathroom.

A/N:

Ahahhahahaha.

I can't sleep so here I am.
Thanks for reading.
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