WHAT HAPPENS WHEN THE VILLAIN FALLS IN LOVE? Villain in love 10

Lian Minyu

You’re paranoid

Arielle Sky

I have instincts, Minyu. And that guy? Gave me goosebumps

Minyu looked ahead, lost in thought

Lian Minyu

He....had kind eyes

Behind them, in the shadowed alley across the street, the man stood stil

Staring at his hand

The one she touched

That soft smile she gave

He pulled the glove back on slowly

Eyes still locked on the path she walked

After few days

The soft glow of chandeliers cast golden light across sleek tables, glittering cutlery, and elegant guests. The hum of jazz music whispered through the air, and delicate perfumes lingered between courses

At one side, a private corner table near the window…

Jiang Ruoxian sat with Shen Liangyu, his only business partner—sharp eyes, calm demeanor, tailored suit perfection

Ruoxian stirred his wine lazily, bored out of his mind by the dinner

Until—

He looked up.

And froze.

Across the restaurant—only a few tables down, but a whole world apart—was her

Lian Minyu

She sat between Zianhai and Zhaoran, with Wen Yaqin at the end. Dressed in a simple blouse, hair tucked behind her ear, eyes wandering the room—

Until they met his.

Ruoxian sat back

His wineglass remained suspended in air, unmoved

She blinked, startled… Then recognized him.

And then—she smiled

She mouthed something

Slow, deliberate

He focused, narrowing his gaze, catching each subtle curve of her lips

Lian Minyu

Is your hand okay?

His fingers twitched

She remembered

That tiny act of kindness, that brief moment where her hands trembled over his burned skin—she remembered it

Ruoxian didn’t respond with words

Just held her gaze, and let a soft, rare smile lift the corners of his lips

The kind of smile that looked like it could heal and destroy at the same time

Across from him, Shen Liangyu raised a brow

Shen Liangyu

You’ve been staring for the last three minutes

Jiang Ruoxuan

I wasn’t staring

Shen Liangyu

Is that girl really pretty? I wanna see too

Jiang Ruoxuan

Take a turn and you are dead

Shen Liangyu

Wo ho, already so possessive

At Minyu’s table, Zhaoran caught her smiling toward someone and followed her gaze

Tang Zhaoran

Eat your food

Minyu looked away quickly, cheeks faintly flushed, returning to her meal

But Ruoxian kept staring

.....

As Minyu’s family stepped out of the restaurant, a cold breeze sweeping through the pavement, she looked over her shoulder one last time

Jiang Ruoxuan

*still watching*

Later that night

WARNING!! IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE A DARK VILLAIN STOP READING FURTHER HE IS NOT SOME KIND HERO HE IS THE DEFINITION OF EVIL

The walls were soundproof. The lights dimmed just enough to make the blood harder to clean off the marble. Jiang Ruoxian stood in the center of the room, black gloves smeared in crimson.

At his feet knelt a man—broken, bruised, weeping. Next to him, the lifeless body of his wife. And in the corner, a boy no older than ten, trembling silently

He stood tall in his tailored black shirt, sleeves rolled up, gaze as still as death

Jiang Ruoxuan

I gave you power. Position. You ate at my table, and still… you fed my plans to my enemies *voice calm*

“P-Please—boss—I had no choice—!”

Ruoxian’s gloved hand gripped the traitor’s chin, lifting his tear-streaked face

There is always a choice. You chose greed

He released him, turned to the child in the corner. One of his men stepped forward, hesitating

"Boss.... The kid"

Ruoxian looked at the child. Then turned his back

Jiang Ruoxuan

Finish him off

“B-But he’s just—”

Jiang Ruoxuan

How about you exchange your life for him? *His gaze snapped back like a knife*

Silence.

A gunshot echoed seconds later

Ruoxian didn’t flinch. He simply removed his gloves, now sticky with blood, and dropped them onto the corpse like an offering

Jiang Ruoxuan

Clean this mess. And hang his body outside the docks. Let the rest see what loyalty means

As his men scrambled, Lai Wexiu stepped into the room, wiping his hands

Lai Wenxiu[Ruoxian’s right hand]

The work is done, Boss

Ruoxian said nothing, walking toward the balcony of the high-rise base

He lit a cigarette, took a slow drag, and stared at the horizon

Lai glanced at the napkin sitting on his desk. Still folded. Untouched by blood. Soft and white. Like a relic.

Lai Wenxiu[Ruoxian’s right hand]

You look at that thing like it’s sacred, boss

Jiang Ruoxuan

Cause it is

Ruoxian exhaled smoke, eyes sharp against the moonlight