I know you're wondering how I even got here right?
Yeah me too.
I looked at the bloody girl in my hands and sighed. I knew villainesses were beautiful just from their descriptions in the many books I've read, but this broke the hotness meter.
Black flowing hair, grey eyes that looked to be shining, big boobs, perfect ass small waist, smooth skin.....
I could go on naming everything that made her perfect.
'The boobies especially the boobies'
That was the first thing that caught my attention the moment she pushed the door open and ran inside in full panic.
They were bouncing and barely held on to the small bra she was wearing.
But what impressed me was that she had managed to reach the cathedral. I had anticipated her arrival but due to the restrictions placed on me by the system, I couldn't save her.
I carried her across the silent cathedral. My footsteps echoed softly matching the roars of the zombies outside that were unable to enter.
'This was a holy ground, how could an undead being enter'
That had been what the system snapped after I had woken up at the cathedral today.
The cathedral was large in my opinion. It could house at most two hundred believers during a worship.
Rows of wooden benches lined the entire space with colored glass windows situated high up meant to let the sun in and shine directly on the priest.
I could already imagine how divine they would look when the light hit them. The effects that most priests looked for.
I walked past the altar and pushed open the almost invisible door to the right end of the podium. Behind the door was where the office and sleeping quarters were located.
I stepped into the semi-dark hallways, walked to the sixth door, and pushed it open. It revealed a well-decorated room.
I could say it was peak luxury. A huge white king bed, a glass chandelier hung in the middle of the room, and a large window that gave a full view of the church grounds.
I placed her on my bed carefully and walked to the bathroom for water to clean her.
I passed by the mirror and stopped and looked at the still unfamiliar face that stared at me. Short blonde hair and green eyes that seemed to glow.
This body was even more good-looking than my previous one. This was one of the only things that made me happy about this trasmigration.
I wet the white towel with warm water and squeezedthe excess water. The electricity and water had not been cut off yet.
'I need to find a generator and solar'
I walked back to my room and the moment I stepped out i was met with something shiny being hurled at me.
I stepped to the side and the small switch knife embedded into the wall.
I almost had a heart attack from that scare.
"Now you're trying to kill me after I saved your life, how cruel."
I said while looking at the woken Cora. She was sitting on the bed and looking at me venomously.
My work was clearly not appreciated.
"Who are you?"
She asked her eyes darting around the room vigilantly. She didn't seem to care that she was half-naked in front of a fully grown man.
Her body was tense, ready to fight at any moment.
"I should be the one asking you, you rudely entered my church and I was kind enough to help you but what I got was a knife aimed at my neck."
I said nonchalantly.
"What do you want from me?"
She asked again vigilantly.
"Your body, we already made an agreement remember?"
I crossed my arms and leaned against the closed bathroom door.
She visibly shrank back and covered her chest with one hand.
"Thank you for saving me but I'm not going to sleep with you?"
She said coldly
'For now'
"Fair enough, I didn't mean to sleep with but work for me."
She blushed after noticing her mistake but also let out a sigh of relief.
"What do you want me to help you with,? If I can i will."
She asked and got off the bed. I looked down at my now red cotton sheets and my eyes twitched.
She had actually smeared most of her blood on them.
"You should take a bath, there is hot water, for now."
I threw the wet towel towards her which she barely caught. She didn't wipe herself but looked at me pointedly.
My eyes had moved down unconsciously to her breast the moment she lifted her arms up to catch the towel.
"Fine, I'll go look for clothes you can wear. "
I raised my hands in surrender and walked out of the room. The moment I closed the door behind me, I leaned against it and sighed.
'Just how did I end up in this fucked up situation, something that was only in the book I read when bored, and it was just starting to get interesting
The only thing I could say was it wasn't bad since I get to meet more beautiful women, but still I couldn't fully accept the reality I was in.
"This is so fucked up."
I said to no one and walked to the next door.
Apparently I was favored enough among the many dead souls to be reincarnated into a world I was a little bit familiar with.
You'd think this was a blessing in disguise but nope? The world was dying and I didn't know how it was going to fully end.
How many villainesses are there?
Did the protagonists and heroines win?
Did the zombies win?
Yeah, as you can see. I didn't read the dumb book until the end since it was still fucking new with only twenty chapters.
Okay, let's rewind a little to the beginning.
It all started with praising the villainess in my new favorite book that I accidentally found the day before. The author knew how to describe and they needed an extra review.
SURVIVING IN THE APOCALYPSE WITH BEAUTIFUL WIVES.
That was how cliché the name of the book was, but I was digging it. The first villainess in the book was so well written that they felt alive.
This had started to become one of my secret pleasures second to my love for women, of course.
I had just finished reading the remaining chapters despite my busy schedule and written my review when the door was pushed open and a familiar woman entered.
"Mathias, want to hook up?"
She was one of my coworkers, a manager under me.
I logged out of the review section of the story and smiled. This wasn't the first time we had hooked up.
She was a goddess in bed and knew how to use her throat. A smirk carved itself across my handsome face.
"Sure, same hotel?"
I asked nonchalantly. She smiled, closed the door behind her, and walked towards me her hips swaying seductively in the tight black skirt, and came to a stop in front of me.
"How about a kiss then we can meet after?"
She leaned forward her cleavage more visible.
"This is a violation of the rules you know."
I whispered softly and wrapped my hands around her waist and pulled her to me.
"You didn't think about that when you fucked me on the table."
I chuckled at that. How could I refuse a free quickie?