Semua Bab When the Villainess Falls Out of Love: Bab 1 - Bab 10

He had merely been passing by when a crying woman flagged him down. Assuming she was in some kind of trouble, Thamnithi pulled over to see what was going on.“Drive,” she choked out, her voice trembling. Out of the corner of his eye, Tham noticed a man running down the street after her.He immediately figured the guy was some kind of creep she was trying to escape.The luxury car cruised down the road for about ten minutes, but the petite woman didn’t say a single word. Tham sat in sympathetic silence, letting her cry it out in the back seat.A little while later, the quiet sobs finally ceased. He glanced up at the rearview mirror.“Miss... where should I drop you off?” But when he turned his head to check on her, he realized she had completely passed out.Well, shit, Tham cursed under his breath. Talk about terrible luck.The young actor immediately rerouted to a hospital with a private VIP ward. Given his immense fame, taking her to a regular emergency room was out of the question.

Thamnithi followed the woman he had practically scraped off the street all the way to the cashier counter. At first, he assumed he’d have to foot her medical bill, but seeing her pull out her own wallet to pay brought him a wave of relief. She clearly came from old money. The clothes and jewelry she wore were far from cheap—they screamed quiet luxury. That Rolex Lady Masterpiece resting on her slender wrist alone was worth no less than a million baht. It looked like a rare, custom limited edition. He guessed she was some high-society heiress or an A-list celebrity.The tall man trailed slowly behind her. Once she had settled her expenses, she finally turned back to address him.“Let’s part ways here,” she told him quietly.“Don’t ruin my good intentions. At least let me give you a ride home,” Tham insisted, refusing to give up. He might be a bit of an airhead, a playboy, and a notorious ladies' man, but deep down, he was still a gentleman.“Please don’t. You’ve probably slacked off fr

The sound of his belt buckling hit her ears like a death knell. Star felt the heavy, insistent pressure of him against her back. With one hand, Wee unceremoniously stripped away her lace underwear before guiding his hardness into her slick, aching warmth."Ah..." A soft, melodic moan escaped Star’s throat as he filled her completely.The sheer intensity of the sensation left her weak-knees; she had to press her face against the cool wall for support, arching her hips to meet his relentless, demanding rhythm."Mmm..." Wee let out a low, guttural growl. His hands were busy stripping her of the cream mini-dress, baring her pale, lush curves to the dim light."Wee..." she gasped out his name."Are you wearing those adhesive wing bras?" he muttered, his tone edged with irritation. He hated it when she dressed in a way that he deemed 'unprotected.' He ripped the bra away, and her soft, natural curves spilled into his palms. Wee had always been obsessed with her body—especially the way her p

 Kajarin’s car rolled up to her family’s estate, but to her surprise, the heavy gates didn't open. The automatic system seemed completely dead, and the security guard who usually manned the entrance was nowhere to be seen. What was going on? The entire mansion was locked up tight, looking completely abandoned.The petite woman pulled her car up close to the gates and stepped out, intending to open them manually."Miss Star," a voice called out from behind. Kajarin instantly recognized the tone; it was a voice she knew well."Oh, hello," she greeted the estate's regular security guard, turning around. "Why is the house so quiet?""Has no one told you, Miss?" the guard asked carefully, his expression uneasy."T-told me what?" She frowned in confusion. This was her home. What could possibly have happened that she needed to be told about?"About your parents, Miss.""Oh, I was

 Parawee saw the news and immediately tried calling his ex-wife. He knew he shouldn't be reaching out—he was the one who had broken things off and demanded the divorce in the first place. He shouldn't even care. Yet, something was gnawing at him, making it impossible to focus on work.He had asked for the divorce, expecting a fight, and was genuinely surprised when Kajarin agreed so easily. It was too easy. Even now, he was convinced she had some hidden agenda. Like this scandal, for instance.When his calls went unanswered, Wee couldn't resist checking Kajarin's GPS location. He didn't know if she was aware of it, but he had secretly installed a tracking app on both their phones so he could monitor her whereabouts—ostensibly to avoid running into her."So damn annoying," Wee cursed aloud. The secretaries waiting for him to sign documents flinched, exchanging nervous glances. They had no idea what had set their boss