"Scram!"
"Get out!"
A thunderous shout startled Penelope, nearly causing her to fall off the bed.
She was lying on top of the strange man, feeling something hard poking her stomach.
The man's white shirt had three buttons undone, revealing his barely visible eight-pack abs.
Her hand was still on the man's black belt.
'Good heavens, wasn't I just reading a novel in my hospital bed?'
'How did I suddenly change locations?'
And...and she even went to someone else's bed, and shamelessly unbuckled their belt!
This must be a dream!
"Penelope, you have some nerve! How dare you drug me?!"
The man's deep voice was filled with overwhelming anger. Yet mixed in was a barely concealed, muted desire. Like a taut string, it is extremely dangerous.
"Now... I'm giving you one last chance: get out, or else..."
Penelope looked up at the sound and was caught off guard by a pair of unfathomable eyes.
With just one glance, her breath caught in her throat.
The man beneath her was excessively handsome. Ash blond hair with piercing blue eyes. A straight nose and ivory golden skin. What a sight to see. His features were well-defined, and his brows held a cold arrogance. Every line is imbued with an air of aloofness and dominance, as if keeping strangers at bay.
This is undoubtedly a textbook example of a domineering CEO's face.
But at this moment his handsome face was covered with a terrifying layer of frost. His eyes were deep and dark, filled with a surging sense of malice.
It seemed as if it would completely devour her at any moment. His chest was heaving violently, and there was a bulge below his belt...
Such a beautiful sight! What a grand dream!
Pshaw!!! What nonsense is she spouting? This dream is so weird!
The man kept glancing at Penelope, his eyes darting towards himself, and said through gritted teeth:
"Penelope Wolfe, if you dare to touch me, I'll kick you out of our family tomorrow!"
But... this person called out "Penelope?"
How did he know her name?
Penelope Wolfe...kicked out...on the bed...a man...
She had a horrible feeling…
Looking up, she saw that the man's hands were indeed tied to the bed. Help!
At this moment, she felt a sharp pain in her head, memories that did not belong to her were intruding her mind. Once the pain subsided, she glanced around….'Ah, I see' she thought.
She transmigrated into the book! I've been transported into the post-apocalyptic zombie novel I was just reading! A vicious female supporting character with the same name!
Both the original host, and herself shared the same name. Penelope Wolfe. In this novel, she was portrayed as a vicious female lead who would stop at nothing just to be with the male lead, Erik Ryker. She drugged the male lead and tried to have her way with him forcing him to take responsibility of her. 'What a load of crap, all that scheming to become Mrs. Ryker, just to be murdered by the female lead while hunting for supplies.'
Her only purpose in the novel was to make the male lead disgusted with her, to the point that he would turn a blind eye to her being killed on his watch. She was just a stepping stone for the female lead.
However, why is it that 'her' memories did not align with what was written in the book. In 'her' memory, she received a note telling her he wanted to talk to her about something important. She naively went to his bedroom and found him like this. Suddenly, she felt weak and like a mindless zombie, starting walking towards him. It was as if something was controlling her to behave that way. She was innocent in all of this!
"Penelope, you better thank the heavens that my mother loves you! Otherwise I would throw you out of our home!!"
Oh dang, she forgot. She currently lives with him and his family. Her mother saved his mother during an assassination attempt 20 years ago. His family took her in and adopted her. His mother was extremely caring towards her and treated her better than she treated Erik. She was only 2 at the time when her mother died.
The furious voice rang out again, and Penelope even sensed a murderous aura! The man beneath her had been drugged and was unable to move, his hands were tied. Penelope was still afraid, knowing how ruthless and vengeful the male lead was!
She didn't want to die! She's afraid of pain, but even more afraid of looking hideous. She scrambled out of bed and untied his hands. Bowing in apology as she said "I'm sorry. I am so sorry. I swear I did not do this. I thought you had called for me. I have proof. Please don't misunderstand. I know I liked you but even I feel disgusted by my own actions right now."
"Scram! Get out of my room!" he yelled.
Penelope did not dare to look the man in his eyes, she ran towards the door and slammed it shut.
As the bedroom door closed, Erik's eyes remained unreadable. Feeling a surge of desire coursing through his body, he stumbled to his feet and headed towards the restroom. He soaked in the bathtub and rinse his body with cold water continuously.
However, he was still burning with desire!
Finally, he used his long, slender fingers to deal with the problem at hand…
"Penelope, just you wait!"