Villain: Transmigrated Into A NTR Manga As The Antagonist

After careful contemplation, Alex decided that any attempt at escape was a death sentence, and at the moment he was actually bonding with the little psycho who had kidnapped him, and who just so happened to be one of the five heroines he needed to conquer in this incredibly fucked up story arc.

Thus, Alex sat back and relaxed, remaining patient, hoping that after pleasing the young woman she would let him go entirely intact.

Meanwhile, Isabella ran up to the kitchen of her personal villa, where she began to cook Alex a delicious and traditional Mexican meal. She made Alex a chile relleno, with the addition of an enchilada, and several side dishes consisting of beans, Spanish rice, and two tacos.

Once she had finished this meal, Isabella grabbed a cold beer along with the platter of food down into the basement and handed it off to Alex with a pretty smile on her face. Alex was indeed surprised at the meal the young woman had prepared for him.

It genuinely looked delicious, and considering the fact that his body was currently processing two opposite types of narcotics, Alex dug into the meal and ate like a starving pig. Despite his unseemly gestures, Isabella simply smiled and stared at Alex with crazed eyes.

Soon enough, Alex received a phone call from a number that could very well get him in trouble. And thus he declined the call while continuing to eat the food. But Isabella noticed this and was quick to ask just who had dared to call him while Alex was still in her clutches.

“One of your lovers?”

The startlingly jealous look in Isabella’s eyes forced Alex to deny this question quite fervently as he made up an excuse on the spot to hide the fact that he was currently working for a rival cartel.

“No… It’s work related. And no, it’s not a call from my fighting manager…”

Isabella rolled her eyes, she knew that Alex was involved with one of the largest gambling corporations in the world, and was indeed quite wealthy. Not as much as her family who raked in billions of dollars in profits from the drug trade each year, but still obscenely wealthy nonetheless. Thus, she smiled, knowing Alex had prioritized his time with her, and clung to his arm in a way that made the man deeply uncomfortable.

“You’re the best! Putting off work just so you can enjoy my company!”

Alex forced a smile when he heard this, but eventually the number called him again, and again, and again. To the point where Isabella was becoming suspicious. As a result, Alex quickly pulled out his phone and texted a brief message to the woman who was calling him.

“I’m busy in Funky Town”

This was a coded message that Alex and La Madre had come up with to describe this exact situation he found himself in. Well, maybe not this exact situation as neither of them would have ever thought that Jalisco’s crazed princess would go out of her way to kidnap Alex.

But nonetheless it was a coded message that Alex would only send if he was captured by the enemy, or found himself in a similar situation. After sending this message, Isabella stole Alex’s phone from his hand and read the message, clearly not understanding its intent. Thus, she gave Alex his phone back and was quick to urge him to continue to eat her food.

“So how is it?”

Alex was glad to shift the conversation to something other than La Madre’s calls and was quick to complement the girl’s cooking skills.

“I have to say, I have never had better Mexican food than this. You have some real talent as a chef…”

This cause the young woman to blush as she poured Alex’s beer into a cup for him, which he was happy to drink from. Though he suspected she may have put something in his beer when she fetched it, at this point Alex was already at the girl’s mercy and decided to play along.

Luckily for him, she had not spiked his drink, perhaps because she suspected adding anymore drugs to the man’s system might literally kill him. Instead, she clung onto the man’s arm and begged a favor of him.

“Alex… I have a bit of a favor to ask you…”

Alex stopped stuffing his face for one minute before looking over at the young Latina beauty, before nodding his head, agreeing to listen to her request.

“I want you to come to my 18th birthday party! It’s in a few months, and having you as a guest would make it all the better! Oh my God, I just got a wonderful idea! How about you put on a fight for me and my guests? I can select an opponent from the MMA promotion that my father owns here in Jalisco! What do you think?”

Alex wanted to deny this request, and escape as far away from this pretty little psycho as quickly as possible. But there was a voice in the back of his mind, commanding him to accept the offer. Thus, he ultimately agreed to the girl’s request.

“Sure… Anything for my biggest fan…”

Isabella’s dark eyes widened in disbelief. She honestly didn’t think Alex would agree to her request, and thus she hugged him tightly, pressing her hefty bosom into the man’s chest as she kissed his cheek.

“You’re the best! I’ll let daddy know, and he can prepare everything for the event!”

After saying this, the young woman quickly grabbed her phone from her nearby purse and began texting who Alex presumed was her father. After which, she looked over at Alex, realizing she had yet to get his number and demanded an exchange of contact information.

“Alex, can I ask one more favor? Can you please give me your phone number?”

As much as Alex wanted to avoid this crazy bitch as much as possible. She was a heroine, and the Queen of Hearts made it abundantly clear what would happen to him if he did not conquer her. Thus he sighed heavily before pulling out his phone and exchanging contact info with the girl. Which had an immediate effect on her affection towards him.

[Isabella is thankful that you have agreed to both her requests!]

[+10 Affection from Isabella!]

[Isabella’s Affection: 25/100]

Alex was just about to say something when the girl received a text message. Causing her to frown, before surprisingly saying farewell to Alex.

“Shit! That idiot has finally returned from his trip to Mexico city, and thinks I will accept his flowers now after he promised to get them to me by dinner time! I will never forgive him for this! Sorry Alex, but it looks like our time is cut short. I’m going to have to return home! I look forward to texting you later! These guys will make sure you get back to your hotel safe and sound until we meet again!”

Isabella then kissed Alex on the cheeks once more before running off. Where the cartel guards who had kidnapped him escorted him back to a private airstrip which flew him back to where they had first taken him. Afterward, they transported Alex back to his hotel. Where the first thing the man did was call his current employer.

La Madre’s voice was actually quite panicked as she picked up the phone and demanded to know what had happened.

“Hello? Alex is that you? What happened? How did you escape?”

Alex explained the whole situation to La Madre who remained completely and utterly silent for some time… When she finally spoke her usual seductive and playful manner had completely replaced her previously anxious tone.

“Well… Well… Well… I must admit I completely underestimated your ability to put the moves on women… To think that Jalisco’s pretty little princess has an enormous crush on you… This definitely makes things interesting…

The fact that she invited you to her birthday party gives us an enormous opportunity to strike at the heart of the Ramirez family! It’s good that you survived this little ordeal, because now we can take out Jalisco’s leadership in one surgical strike!

Give me some time to prepare the operation, and when we’re ready, I’ll let you know what part you have to play in this whole thing! Good job, soldier, I’m transferring 50 million to your account!”

After saying this La Madre hung up before Alex could even argue about why this “operation” she had suddenly come up with was a terrible idea… Nevertheless, now that he had escaped from Isabella’s clutches, and was finally coming down from all the drugs in his system, Alex wanted nothing more than to sleep for an eternity, which he damn near well did as he passed out on his bed.