Apocalypse Villainess? Nah, I'm Nice

Leanne Walsh went to a bar in the Third District.

The place was in a secluded location. While not packed with people, its small size made it feel a bit crowded. If anything went wrong, it would be easy to disappear into the crowd, which suited her perfectly.

Naturally, she had snuck out without Kevin Howell’s knowledge, evading even the men he’d sent to ”protect” her.

Kevin Howell was intensely possessive.

Since he considered Leanne Walsh his ”private property,” he would never allow her to go to a place like this, where she would come into contact with people—especially men.

But Leanne had long since had enough of him!

’Even if he ”likes” me, it’s just like I’m his pet, huh...’ In the private booth, two rows of empty beer bottles already lined the table in front of Leanne Walsh. She murmured to herself, her eyes red.

The thought of having to cater to Kevin’s strange kinks made her feel utterly disgusted. She had to greet him naked, wear cat ears and a tail—even that damned collar—and dress herself up like an animal. On top of that, she had to call him ”Master” over and over while performing humiliating acts.

She truly didn’t mind using her body as a weapon to conquer men, but that didn’t mean she enjoyed being abused, whether physically or mentally!

’How did it come to this...’

As she was lost in a hazy train of thought, a strange voice reached her ears. ”Excuse me, may I sit here?”

Leanne Walsh looked up sluggishly. The young man standing across from her offered a remarkably gentle smile, looking at her with a hint of shyness.

In that instant, it felt as though a chord had been struck deep in her heart.

”Mm.”

”Could I buy you a glass of water? I mean, you’ve had a lot to drink. It can’t be good for your stomach.”

The man’s consideration and subtle affection almost brought tears to Leanne Walsh’s eyes.

’How long has it been?’

’How long since I’ve been cared for and cherished like a normal woman?’

She had once thought her type was the handsome, strong man, but now she realized it was this gentle, non-aggressive type of man who could truly move her!

”Okay!”

A man and a woman, practically squeezed together in such a small, dimly lit space—things were naturally not going to end with just a glass of water.

Leanne Walsh knew she didn’t have much time. She never thought she could escape Kevin Howell’s control. No, perhaps it was more accurate to say she didn’t want to escape, despite the humiliation and resentment!

But that didn’t stop her from enjoying a moment of tenderness.

When she pressed close and sat on the man’s lap, and he, unable to resist her teasing, finally entered her, Leanne Walsh suddenly felt a thrill of immense pleasure.

It was as if she had returned to the old days, when she could have any man wrapped around her little finger...

Before dawn, physically and mentally sated, Leanne Walsh left the bar and hurried back to her residence in the Second District.

After the fleeting passion, she had to consider her reality.

Paige Summers’s power had already far surpassed her own. If she wanted revenge, she could only rely on a powerful man!

However, two days later, on a midnight when Kevin Howell took a call and left in a hurry, she finally gave in to her inner longing and returned to the bar.

She knew it was too dangerous, and there was no guarantee she would see that man again.

To her surprise, in the private booth she always used, the man with whom she’d shared a night of passion was sitting all alone, drinking forlornly!

”You—is it really you?!”

Seeing her, the man shot up in pleasant surprise, knocking over a bottle on the table in his haste.

Leanne Walsh bit her lower lip hard. A moment later, she melted into his arms as if she had no bones.

She wasn’t particularly fond of this man, but she felt a deep-seated reluctance to lose him.

Or rather, she didn’t want to lose this warm comfort.

Her trips out became more and more frequent, especially after Kevin Howell’s visits to the villa.

Someone finally noticed something was amiss...

One day, Kevin Howell informed her in advance that he was taking her to a dinner party and told her to prepare herself well.

Leanne Walsh immediately got busy, determined to make herself look flawless. She knew the party couldn’t be a formal affair, or Kevin wouldn’t be taking her. But Kevin had been in a bad mood recently, and his temper was always volatile. She just hoped her performance would please him, so she could then seize the opportunity to propose her plan to eliminate Paige Summers for good.

’Once I’ve dealt with this major threat, freedom won’t be far away!’

But it was a little strange. Kevin Howell didn’t come to pick her up today; instead, he had his guards take her directly to the venue.

This made her a little uneasy.

Although Kevin Howell made all sorts of strange and humiliating demands of her, he did, for the most part, dote on her.