“You’re not going anywhere. I’ve decided I’m going to have you.” [///] I’ve become an extra in the novel as the friend that triggered the line, ‘My friend’s dead!.” I fled from the original plot and got a job at the castle where the castle lord’s a shut-in. Everyday was peaceful until I discovered the lord returning late one night covered with blood. “Whoops, looks like I’ve been caught.” Eek! I thought the job was an easy gig, but it turned out to be the lair of the villain who went batsh*t crazy for the female protagonist and caused a bloody massacre! [///] I tried to escape to survive, but failed. I’ve no choice but to care for him in hopes that he might become slightly less batsh*t crazy… “I have a fiancé.” “It’s fine. You won’t have one starting from tomorrow.” “What? Why?” “He’s going to die later.” What the hell were you saying, you lunatic! “For now, we’ll just hold hands and sleep.” He roughly pulled off his cravat while saying the most unbelievable things. “If you want, I’ll go slower.” “I don’t want anything.” “Well, we’ll see. I’ll tempt you, so hang in there.” “I don–…!” However, he deftly unbuttoned the rest of his shirt and his urgent breath that landed on my nape felt hot. Why was this man behaving like this towards me instead of the heroine? Please save me. It seemed the villain had mistaken me for someone else!