As a Villain I Really Don’t Want To Be Pursued by the Heroine

6

“Wow~ such beautiful hair!”

“Your skin is so white too, are you sure you’re not a noble lady from somewhere?”

Amidst the misty bubbles, in the spacious and warm bathroom, Alice, naked as a doll, was being fussed over by dog-eared and cat-eared maids to her left and right.

“I’m just an ordinary person…

As the first strands of dawn weave golden locks, like the light blue of a mountain spring’s eyes, gentle droplets fall, and every inch of the girl’s skin, under the reflection of the water, is as soft and fair as an angel’s wings.

Though her figure is petite, it carries the tender allure of a bud about to bloom.

Even Choco and Vanilla, of the same s*x, couldn’t help but marvel at the girl’s beauty.

Yet Alice calmly shook her head: “Impossible.”

“I’m not pretty, the master won’t like me.”

Alice, who rarely looked in mirrors or dressed up since childhood, was blissfully unaware of her own striking beauty, oblivious to the fact that ‘the wicked young master Roy’ had set his sights on her looks, spending a fortune for her.

Her words, however, left the cat and dog maids feeling choked up, struggling to breathe.

Such a Versailles statement.

“Besides, I’ve heard that the noble lords prefer those with ample bosoms and long legs. It’s unlikely to be my turn,” Alice continued.

“That’s hard to say. Some with particular tastes really do prefer the petite ones,” Vanilla said meaningfully.

“Why else would the young master be so kind to you? Remember, we were beaten on our first day here! He must be lusting after your body!” Choco declared confidently.

Listening to the two constantly list Roy’s sins, advising her to be cautious, Alice’s heart grew heavy.

She didn’t understand why Roy was so kind to her.

But if everything the senior maids said was true, it all made sense.

Though she doubted the master would fancy her modest figure and average looks.

Alice lacked practical experience but understood a bit about the matters of men and women, having been taught by many seniors that a girl’s ‘first time’ is most precious.

Among them were tavern maids, licentious widows, and even the trafficker who sold her here.

“Remember, the ‘first time’ is the most precious, our greatest asset as women, and must be leveraged to its fullest value!”

Truth be told, even if Roy was exactly as Choco and Vanilla described, a complete scoundrel, Alice bore no grudges.

The warm shelter, delicious meals, and the hot water now flowing over her—all reasons she was still alive—were thanks to Roy.

If the master truly sought repayment, her body was the only offering she, as a maid, could give.

That would be ‘leveraging to its fullest value’…

Naturally.

Naturally… it should be.

Alice lowered her gaze, clutching her chest, recalling Roy’s gentle smile at the dinner table, feeling an unprecedented heaviness in her heart.

That brief, dreamlike bliss was slowly fading away.

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“Alice is waiting for you in the room.”

Anya stood at the door, turning back with concern: “For the last time, you won’t hurt Alice, will you?”

“I assure you.”

“Swear it on your mother’s name.”

“I swear on my mother’s name, if I harm a single hair on Alice’s head tonight, may I be struck by lightning and cast into the underworld!”

With such a dire oath, Roy finally gained Anya’s approval and was allowed to enter the house.

At last, it was just the two of them alone!

Roy barely managed to suppress the eager smile tugging at his lips.

Everything was going according to his plan!

In public, Roy couldn’t afford to be overly affectionate towards Alice. But in private, wasn’t this the perfect chance to boost affection?

Stepping into the dark room, he saw only the dim, yellow candlelight faintly outlining a dreamlike golden silhouette.

The girl sat obediently on the bed, her shy gaze turning back.

“Master?”

At this moment, Alice had changed out of her simple white shirt and into a silk nightgown provided by the mansion. The milky white fabric draped softly over the girl’s body. Her damp golden hair was neatly combed, adding to her gentle beauty. Below the short sleeves and skirt, her originally pale skin took on an enticing rosy sheen from the bath.

Like a golden iris after a morning rain, her beauty was pure and dreamlike, inspiring affection and reverence, yet untouchable…

Pah, I’m not here to defile!

Noticing Alice’s tender knees trembling slightly in the dark, her gaze even lower than before, Roy understood.

After all, she was a girl, and it was natural to feel uneasy alone with an older man.

The original work had almost no reference for such a scenario, but Roy was neither an emotionally clueless blockhead nor a blindly obedient man.

He just didn’t want to waste this rare opportunity to be alone and build rapport.

He consciously sat at a respectful distance from Alice, reluctantly shifting his gaze away: “How do you like it here? The environment’s not bad, right?”

Alice nodded slightly: “Yes. There’s good food, hot water available, and a soft bed…”

For Alice, everything at the moment was as wonderful as a dream that could end at any time.

That’s why she felt increasingly uneasy.

Fate’s gifts always came with a hidden cost, and how could she, a mere ordinary maid, receive so many blessings?

It was time to pay the price to fate.