บททั้งหมดของ I Transmigrated into the Villainess but the CEO wants me: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 5

Everyone in the city wanted me dead, and in a few seconds they were going to get their wish.I knelt on the cold concrete of the Parker Tower rooftop with my hands cuffed behind my back. The wind pulled at my hair. Below me, thousands of people filled the street and the terrace, shouting my name like a curse. Genevieve Parker. Villainess. Traitor. Someone threw a drink from the crowd and it splashed across my shoulder. I did not even flinch. I was too busy trying to understand how I got here.I knew this scene. I had read it in The Crown of Roses, the night before I died in my own world. It was the final chapter. The cruel chairman’s daughter meets her end, and the sweet heroine gets her happy ending.I never thought I would be the one kneeling.I lifted my eyes. At the edge of the rooftop stood Christian Whitmore, heir of Parker Group, tall and golden in his white tuxedo, his face as cold as the concrete under my knees. Beside him stood Juliette Hayes, the heroine, with her hands fol

I had spent my whole life wishing someone would tell me a dangerous secret. I never wished for it to come with fog and cold feet.“Someone tried to kill you,” I repeated. “This morning.”“An hour before dawn.” Cassian Wolfe said it the way another man might mention the weather. He lifted his left hand, and I saw a thin red line across his knuckles, still fresh. “A bullet through the window of my car. I had stopped to speak with my assistant, so I was not inside. The driver was.”“Is he...”“He will live.” His gray eyes watched me closely. “You seem less surprised than you should be.”I swallowed. Of course I was not surprised. The book had planned for him to die tomorrow, and the story had clearly started trying early. I did not know what to say that would not sound strange, so I said the only honest thing I could.“I am surprised that you are standing here instead of hiding in a locked room.”Something almost like a smile touched his mouth and vanished. “I find hiding a poor use of a

Never make a deal with a man who agrees before you have finished asking.Christian did not explain what he meant. I waited for him to say more, but he only stood there with his jaw tight and his hands closed into fists. When I asked him what he knew about Cassian, he gave me a long, strange look, as if he were deciding whether I deserved the answer.“Ask him yourself,” he said at last. “Ask him where he goes at night.”Then he left. The door closed behind him with a quiet thud, and I stood alone in the middle of my room with my heart racing.Rosalie slipped back in a moment later. “Miss Parker, Mr. Whitmore looked like a storm.”“He was one,” I said. “Help me dress. Plainly. And order a car.”“Where are we going?”“To the Blackthorne estate.”She dropped the hairbrush.The estate sat at the edge of the city, behind tall iron gates and a long avenue of dark trees. It was nothing like the shining Parker Tower. The walls were gray stone, the windows were narrow, and the whole place looke