Villain Transmigration: Author Transformation

Everyone had high expectations and gave WhiteOppulence, Nathalie's pen name, too much credit for being no different from an omniscient person. But just as much as she took pride as the author of the novel that she was, there were still lapses on her part.

The man in front of him was a prime example: of all the characters she wrote so far, the Grand Duke of Forsberg was the character she knew the least. No matter what, he popped out with a reason, and only then did she found out that it was Jonathan.

So many questions came, but right off the bat, the first question stunned him so bad.

Before the atmosphere could've turned awkward, she typed again, [It was merely hearsays, and not that I know, so you can dismiss that if you want to…]

"That's true to some extent."

[Oh, really?]

"Though, I stopped after that incident—after I found out the other part of me, I got myself too busy."

[As Jonathan or Nathan?]

"Both."

Nathalie's eyes almost fell out of the sockets when he went straight to the point; no stuttering and the unwavering gaze in his eyes also had her jaw dropped.

"Let's make things clear, I'm pansexual ever since, and I love hearts, not parts."

Somehow, his claims got her enthralled from another information revealed to her. Her mouth had opened for so long, and she lost count of how many times she batted her eyes from time to time.

But before she could respond, he looked away from her with lips pressed thin. "My bad if it surprised you."

[No! That's alright! In a good way, I was surprised to hear when you're dating your girlfriend.]

"Well, I've dated men and trans women before her, of course." Jonathan tugged the lapel of his suit and then crossed his leg—one shin over the knee, uttering, "I just fall in love with whatever identity and personality they have, my two cents."

[You're all the more amazing!] There found her eyes glimmering with reverence, and it didn't fail to make her heart flutter to see such a fantastic companion she ever had. [I totally respect that from you.]

"You are and will always be." He had an amicable gaze with a grin that beamed pearly white, oh such brightness she almost covered herself from it. "You respect people regardless of their standing and walks in life. So I didn't think there was a need for you to know."

Indeed, she puckered her lips when she remembered what she had done so far, and none of them rewarded her for receiving such eternal punishment, such as living a cruel path in her next life, if she were to believe in reincarnation.

She wallowed in her woes when she knew Jonathan got dragged into the hot mess.

[You miss your girlfriend…]

"Yeah, I miss her so bad."

[Ugh! Now I feel bad; nothing would've happened to you if you weren't there for me—]

"Silly, I wasn't the only one—you fared worse than I did."

[WTH! This is my business, though. That hoe was coming for me. But, for real, didn't you hear her when she appeared and cursed me for eternity? Look at us now.]

"There you go again with your concerns, so you." He let out a hearty laugh for a while before saying, "I signed up for this; as a bodyguard, you'll lose your life at any moment."

[You don't have to say it to make me feel good, FFS.] 

Nathalie huffed out, grabbing a handful of the velvety quilt she had on her legs from thinking about it. 

"I beg to differ." Jonathan was still in all smiles. "She knows you well enough that even on New Year's Eve, she was fine with it."

Her ears perked up, squinting her eyes, from the words he muttered without any stammers like he was rather proud to say it aloud. 

Her identity was a secret, and as far as she remembered, a part of the clause in their contract was written, and it suddenly cast doubt in her head.

But the very next words that left his lips had an onset of electrocutions that spread all over her shoulders and legs, hairs standing on its ends.

"Daisy Rie Adelade."

Somehow, her thought process malfunctioned.

Her one and only best friend's significant other was none other than him.

She stared blankly, and no matter how many times he waved his hands in front of her eyes, she wouldn't budge.

Out of instinct, Jonathan stood and moved closer to her; with him holding her lightly by the shoulders, he shook ever-so-slightly. "Na—uh, Mystique, get it together!"

He then gripped, and the shake got intense, to the point her head bobbed to and fro. But seeing there was no response, he stopped.

"I have no words..." She mouthed at him with her face bereft with life.

It wasn't her gig to be too nosy when it comes to people around her, for she respected their privacy and boundaries; as she was also in a similar situation with the rest of the people, she didn't want to take it away from them.

Though she appreciated whenever they shared something a part of them and dared she say she would cherish it, for the best or worst part of the tea spilled. 

A lot of things came to her mind.

Numerous times she went for a playful time and openly flirted with him in front of Daisy.

"Well, there's that… You need to calm down, seriously."

A glint in her eyes came and almost lit up a fire after, passionately tapping her phone fast and furious.

[LOL! You think I would?! I'm speechless!]

"Don't worry, I understand. She wouldn't want you to know either way. Because if you did, you'd refuse."

Her replies are full of rage emojis.

"At least she'd know, if I'm not spending time with her, I'm with you working, and you're by far, beyond professional woman I've ever seen."

Instead, Nathalie rolled her eyes from diabetic compliments. "Sarcasm…"

Jonathan laughed aloud, reaching his stomach from a little ache. "I feel like a deep burden plucked out of my chest from the secret I've kept for so long. But she's fine with it more than you think."

Her eyebrows arched with eyes scrutinized him—up and down—judging him whatever words she could think of at the moment.

Even so, the stifling cold atmosphere now brimmed with warmth and joy that she still couldn't help but be grateful to both of them.

But then, their conversations were far from over, and it got her overwhelmed.