Becoming the Villain’s Family

Summary of the Becoming the Villain’s Family

You ever feel like your whole life’s a damn tragedy you can’t escape? Like playing some cursed song that brings nothing but pain? That was Aria. Born into the legend of Sirens – those voice-obsessed monsters who lured sailors to doom – she thought it’d be a power fantasy, singing her way through endless drama and maybe finding some love along the way. But nope. It just meant drowning in cruelty and despair. Her heart felt like shattered glass, every song she sang was soaked in blood.

Just when things were looking bleakest, right after one of those soul-crushing calls for help that ripped hope right outta her, *who* shows up? Lloyd Cardence Valentine. The Grand Duke. His entrance wasn't gentle; it felt like a goddamn storm hitting the shore, cutting through all the fog and fear with an ice-cold voice.

He leaned in real close then, this guy who commands whole landscapes apparently, but he spoke to her like she was *important*. "Should I silence everyone here?" Not rhetorical. It sounded like a promise etched into stone. Then he dropped another line: "If you ever need me... just call." And his voice? Absolutely unwavering, like the universe itself had promised something impossible.

Against all odds – against everything she thought she was bound by and maybe even *was* – Aria sang one last time in her darkest hour. She summoned him. The Devil. And he answered, sure as hell. He brought down destruction on everyone suffocating her, tearing the world apart just like his arrival shattered it.

When it finally stopped, amidst the wreckage she herself had wailed into existence? Yeah, Aria was right there, lifeless alongside them. "Let’s go to hell," she whispered, maybe knowing even then that *maybe*, *just maybe* that wasn’t freedom at all.

But death? That ain't how it works in this world of ours. When Aria opened her eyes again... damn. She wasn't the siren anymore. She was ten years old, Lloyd’s kid sister essentially. It felt like a punch to the gut – rebirth, maybe even into *his* life?

Suddenly, she had an idea: what if you flipped the script on this whole damn "family" thing? The series title is **Becoming the Villain's Family**, after all, and Aria was figuring out how to rewrite it her way.

She approached him now – ten years younger, more hopeful maybe. This wasn't about love; it was survival, redefining their bond. She handed him a piece of paper, a contract forged in desperation but maybe holding potential.

"Okay," she said, "eternal contract time? Marry me." Holding his gaze steady as an adult, gutsy like. "Ten years, then we part ways."

And you know what? He didn't even hesitate on the soul mate aspect. He accepted without batting an eye. But then... he pressed a kiss onto her hairline, this soft, almost tender action that made *her* breath catch way more than his original cold tone ever did.

"And now," he murmured, pulling her into him for what felt like real warmth, "maybe it's time to talk about a new contract."