8: Warning her husband

Kimberly stomped into her bedroom and slammed the door shut with a deafening BANG.

Hands jammed firmly onto her waist, she began furiously pacing back and forth across the hardwood floor.

“What is wrong with this Finnick Kruger?!” she fumed aloud to her empty room. “I’ve read dozens of trope-heavy web novels, and what kind of ‘uncle’ character doesn’t ruthlessly fight and scheme to steal his nephew’s girl? I’m literally trapped inside a romance book, so why on earth is Finnick Kruger being so ridiculously principled?!”

She scoffed, a dark, determined glint flashing in her eyes. “No way. I’m not letting this go. For the greater good of my sanity, and my revenge plot, I have to get on Finnick Kruger’s pirate ship. He is my only ticket to laying waste to every single villain in this house.”

A mischievous, shameless grin slowly spread across her face.

“And I will definitely make him mine,” she whispered to herself. “I finally transmigrated into a romance novel, so I might as well enjoy the luxury tax. I’m rewriting this plot my way. Finn, Finn, Finn... you have power, wealth, lethal looks, and I bet... you’re absolutely packed under that suit.”

She giggled, her cheeks flushing a bright pink as her imagination ran wild.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

A violent bang rattled her bedroom door, making her flinch out of her fantasy.

“Kimberly Holland! Get out here right now! Open this damn door!”

Theo Kruger’s voice boomed through the hallway.

Kimberly let out a long, exhausted sigh, rolling her eyes to the ceiling.

‘Right. In these melodrama novels, a single day somehow stretches on for an eternity. What does this absolute piece of trash want at my door at this hour?’

The pounding continued unabated.

Rolling her shoulders back, she strutted to the door and yanked it open.

Standing on the threshold was a red-faced, furious Theo Kruger, flanked by a smugly composed Vivian Holland.

“You bitch!” Theo pointed a trembling, enraged finger right at Kimberly’s face. “I think you’re actively begging for a beating! Allowing you to raise Vivian’s child was an act of mercy, a favor to your barren self! How dare you turn around and report me to my uncle?!”

Vivian immediately dropped her smug look, her face twisting into a picture of fragile, heartbreaking innocence.

“Sister...” Vivian squeaked out, her voice trembling as she wiped away non-existent tears. “Are you really that consumed by jealousy just because I’m carrying Theo’s baby? Using Uncle’s authority to force me into an abortion... how could you be so wicked?”

She delicately placed both hands over her lower stomach, sniffling for maximum dramatic effect. “This is Theo’s own flesh and blood! How could you be so heartless?!”

Kimberly casually leaned against the doorframe, twirling a strand of her hair around her finger with a look of profound boredom.

Theo’s face contorted with disdain. “You actually dare to threaten my child?! I’ll kill you first!”

He raised a fist and lunged directly at her.

Kimberly didn’t even flinch.

She simply took a smooth step back and delivered a lightning-fast, bone-crushing kick straight up between his legs.

THWACK!

Theo let out a strangled, high-pitched gasp.

His eyes bulged out of his head as he instantly doubled over, clutching his groin in agonizing shock, stumbling backward on useless legs.

“Theo!” Vivian gasped in horror, scrambling to catch his collapsing frame before he hit the floor.

“What a pathetic pair of disgusting trash!” Kimberly sneered, launching into a full-on unhinged rant. “Listening to your bizarre, brain-rotted logic makes my ears bleed! Forcing the legal wife to raise the mistress’s bastard child? How dare you even breathe that idea into existence?! And with that haughty, arrogant look on your face, one would think you’re God Almighty doing me a charitable favor!”

Theo groaned in agony, curled in a fetal position against Vivian, trying to point a shaking finger at her.

“A spineless weakling like you?” Kimberly pointed right back at him, her eyes flashing dangerously. “I wouldn’t look at you if you were the last man on Earth! From this second on, keep your ugly faces out of my line of sight. Because every single time I see you... I will beat you. Bye-bye!”

With a dramatic flick of her hair, she spun around and walked back into her room.

“You... you crazy...” Theo choked out, gasping for air.

Vivian just stood there in frozen, wide-eyed horror, holding her groaning lover, completely unable to comprehend the monster her once-submissive sister had suddenly become.