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Warning: English is not my native language, so this story has been google translated. May contain errors, inconsistencies, and different punctuation marks.

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"It's funny, isn't it? I've always wondered how far human stupidity could go. And now, looking at you, I think I finally have my answer."

A voice echoed in the dark, husky and magnetic, followed by a biting laughter. My heart pounded wildly, my breathing quick and shallow. I didn't know what was going on, but I had a feeling I was in danger.

"I tried to be merciful, to offer a chance. But you just ignored it and did what you wanted, as if there were no consequences."

His eyes glittering with malice stared into mine with contempt, while his rough fingers squeezed my face mercilessly. I felt shivers down my spine.

'Holy shit, what's going on?'

Events unfolded without me even being able to react, the feeling of oppression made me lower my face involuntarily. I was terrified, my legs were shaking and I made no effort to get up, fearing that the man would kill me on the spot.

“Alina, don't blame me for being ruthless.”

Alina? Who is Alina? Before I could understand the situation, he shoved something in my mouth and forced me to swallow.

A suffocating feeling hit me as my eyes watered. I tried to ask what he'd done to me, but my throat hurt like I'd been strangled.

'Son of a bitch!'

"What the fuck did you do to me? Why are you doing this?" I asked, struggling to catch my breath.

"Don't you remember your crimes? Consider yourself lucky I didn't kill you. This is just a little warning. Stay away from Sienna, otherwise poison will be the least of your problems."

Were his last words before leaving. I managed to pull myself together, even though I was still dizzy. I saw his silhouette disappearing through the door, along with that of another man who accompanied him. Contrary to the first man's cynicism, the second man openly showed his amusement by laughing like a maniac.

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'Poison? Crimes? What the fuck is going on? Is he high?'

I shivered and felt more and more suffocated, with my tachycardia increasing. I knew immediately that it wasn't the substance he made me swallow, my body was in despair at the unknown situation. The dark environment only made the situation worse.

Several thoughts crossed my mind. The first and most obvious was that I had been kidnapped. I clearly remembered lying down on the bed to sleep, and suddenly all I saw was darkness and I heard the disdainful words of a crazy psychopath, now I found myself in an unfamiliar place. The threat of poison hanging in the air sent me into a panic. I didn't know who Sienna was, or what I had done to deserve such punishment. Just like I didn't know who Alina was and why he called me by that name.

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I reincarnated in a novel I read but hated. I reached the conclusion belatedly, when I was finally able to pull myself together and leave that dark place. A ballroom with several people wearing period costume, at first glance I thought I had been abducted and taken to a cosplay event, but the reality was much more disappointing.

Then I remembered the night before, when I had read a smut novel that had left me outraged and angry to the point of writing a review. I spent hours distilling my hate on the internet, complaining about the plot and characters. I sat in front of my computer bitterly from staying up all night, only to be let down by the plot.

[I just read'The duke's daughter is disputed by the bosses' and honestly it was a huge disappointment. The male characters are toxic and mean, and the main character is extremely dumb and clueless. The story is full of lewd scenes and serves no purpose other than serving as mere male fantasy.

I cannot understand how a book like this can be so popular. The author seems to have completely forgotten about creating realistic characters and a well-constructed plot. What was supposed to be a romantic story turned out to be a horror show. I feel that when she started this book, the author decided to visit a nuclear power plant and write there, or simply decided that she would create a fiction book inspired by the penal code.

I would not recommend this book to anyone who has a modicum of self-respect and judgment. It's sad that people can spend money on something so empty and tasteless.]

I could remember some details, both in the book and in the huge text I created, the trauma of reading that left me with irreparable scars.is. And now I had reincarnated him, when I had the realization of this and what character I possess, all I could do was laugh bitterly through tears.

I was an extra character, Alina Remington, the illegitimate daughter of a cruel and ambitious baron who didn't care for her. Alina was only there to underscore the protagonist's strong image, and her tragic death only served to deepen the main character's story.

“Do you intend to spend the night here?”

I chose a secluded place to spend time and collect my thoughts, rethinking the plot, but the figure of a man emerged. His eyes gleamed with contempt.undisguised.

He was young, maybe he was the same age as me before reincarnating. Yourhair curly hairs were the color of pumpkin.That color was a characteristic of the baron's children, so I assumed he was Carl, the middle brother.

'Just smile and wave, smile and wave' I repeated my mantra mentally, having no idea what to do as I didn't understand the characters' relationships. One point is that everyone hates me.

Following his strange look, I got up and silently followed him.

'this is ridiculous, if it were in my world, I would never follow a stranger, especially if that stranger hates me.'

I could see some guests withdrawing, just ahead was the baron and his eldest son. How did I know I was the eldest son? The receding hairline was very noticeable, so similar to the man standing next to him.

I felt discomfort as soon as our eyes met. His gaze was devoid of warmth and emotion, but there was an oppressive glow that couldn't be hidden. Or rather, he wanted me to see it.

I lowered my head and followed them, feeling weak with every step. I heard a low and cruel laugh, my body instantly froze at the memory of the laugh I heard earlier.

"Idiot." hissed. "You're going to stand there like an imbecile for how long?"

I came to my senses assI heard Carlos' irritating voice. 'Or is it Charles?'

It didn't matter his name anyway, I took a deep breath and continued to follow them to the carriages. Totally ignoring the distress I felt along the way.