All Chapters of Transmigrated as the villainess:TheBillionaire'sDarkobsessio: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Rowena’s POV“Are you actually kidding me right now?” I yelled at my phone screen, my thumb aggressively swiping down the page. “Why would you go to his house? He clearly hates you!”It was exactly 3:14 AM. My eyes burned, and my morning alarm for college was set to go off in barely three hours, but I physically couldn't put the phone down. I stared at the final updated chapter of "The Billionaire's Proxy," and my blood boiled with every word I read.“You literally have a high-paying job, Rowena!” I shouted at the fictional girl who ironically shared my first name. “Why are you throwing it all away for a guy who treats you like trash? Have some self-respect!”In the novel, Rowena was the second female lead. She was a gorgeous exotic dancer working at an elite underground club right alongside the main female lead, Cressida. But instead of collecting her massive tips and minding her own business, the book's Rowena was blinded by jealousy. She spent every waking moment trying to sabotage

Rowena’s POV"Move," the bodyguard growled."I'm walking," I snapped back."Walk faster." He shoved my shoulder hard.I stumbled forward. My bare feet slipped on the sticky floor. Every instinct in my body screamed at me to run away. But two other large men blocked the only exit. The guard shoved me past the thick velvet ropes. We stepped into the gold and black leather lounge. The loud club music instantly sounded muffled. The air smelled like expensive scotch and sharp mint.I looked up and finally saw him up close. Arlo Kensington. He looked even more terrifying than the book described. Danger radiated from him."Sit down," Arlo ordered."I prefer to stand," I replied.I crossed my arms over my exposed chest. I tried hard to hide how badly my hands were shaking."I told you to sit," he repeated."And I said no," I held my ground.The bodyguard grabbed my arm. "Do what Mr. Kensington says.""Take your hands off me," I hissed at the guard. I yanked my arm away."Let her stand," Arlo

Rowena’s POVThe grand foyer was very quiet. I stared at the exact man I wanted to escape. He stood right there in his own hallway. He looked right back at me."Daddy, look!" Clara pulled his hand. "This is Rowena. She fixed my puzzle."I expected Arlo to yell. I expected him to expose me as a club dancer in front of the housekeeper. He didn't do any of that. He simply patted Clara's head."She seems very smart," Arlo said. His voice sounded calm but dangerous. "Clara, go wash your hands for lunch.""Okay!" Clara ran off down the hall.Mrs. Gable smiled at us. "I will go prepare the table, sir.""Thank you," Arlo nodded to her. Then he looked back at me. "Miss Rowena and I need to have a quick talk in my study."He turned around and walked down the hall. He expected me to follow him. I had no choice. My legs shook as I walked into his mahogany wood study. The second I stepped inside, he shut the heavy double doors. I heard the loud click of the electronic lock.I backed up until my sp