Villain Ch 1643. Menace in Daylight
The camera kept clicking.
But somewhere along the line—no one knew exactly when—it stopped feeling like a photoshoot and started to feel like worship.
The photographer kept directing them in short, breathless bursts.
"Vivian—hand on his collar again, like you're about to tear it open. Good. Mila, tilt your head—closer. That's it. Look at him like you want to start a scandal."
It should've been ridiculous.
Greek ruins. CEO theme. Sunshine.
But somehow… no.
Now it worked.
It was wild. Raw.
Menace in daylight.
Like seduction wasn't confined to backseats and smoky lounges—it was standing out in the open, challenging the world to look away.
Their poses shifted. Grew bolder. More feral.
