Chapter 0 Prologue
Prologue
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 0
Chapter Title: I'm Strangling the Young Master of the House
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I'm strangling the neck of the Young Master of the House.
Ethan Richard Blackwood.
The Heir to the Blackwood Family and Duke Harold's only son, whom he cherishes beyond measure.
A man who could kill me with a single flick of his finger if he felt like it—or reduce me to an even more wretched state.
And the early-game villain from the game I possessed into—this bastard was now pinned beneath me, letting out intermittent groans.
His neck gripped in both my hands, on the verge of suffocating.
"Guhk... Kek...!"
...How the hell did things end up like this?
I'd definitely started out trying to make it work somehow.
He'd grabbed my wrists with both arms, desperately trying to pry my hands away, but arms bloated with nothing but fat and no muscle couldn't overpower the grip of an adult woman.
His squat, stocky body thrashing about only tightened the choke on his own neck further, thanks to his sheer weight.
"Keuk.... Kuhuu...."
"......"
He looked up at me with those pathetic eyes, shaking his head, and for a moment my resolve nearly wavered—but I steeled myself, clenched my fists harder, and pressed down with even more of my weight.
Whether I loosened my grip right now or strangled him to death on the spot, the punishment awaiting me wouldn't change much either way.
Ethan Richard Blackwood. Alias: Pig Prince Ethan.
Unless I killed this damned brat right here and now, there'd be no such thing as a happy ending for me in this world.
Not for the Foolish Maid, Lilith Rosewood.