Hideaway Penelope Douglas Novels & Stories

They were whispering and looking at me as if I did something wrong. I picked up the money and quickly entered our apartment. "Inconsiderate, bitch!" I want to cry with so much anger. If only we had somewhere else to go, I wouldn't stay in this shitty apartment. This apartment is so expensive but with frequent power outages! I quickly got dressed and left Thalia in Wena's care. Now I'm inside a taxi and on my way to Aragon Corporation, the company owned by Dylan's family.

"Penelope is the chairman of the Cole Group. We survived because of their money." Herbert froze, his jaw slack. I watched, my face still as stone. I remembered a quiet lunch with Penelope at a diner. We ran into Oscar by chance, and he went rigid. Penelope, ever gracious, invited him to sit. "Caroline is spoiled, but please look out for her." He nodded, and she sighed, "She was kidnapped as a kid, left with scars. Exposing her identity would bring trouble. Let her live quietly." From then on, Oscar's attitude toward me shifted. Whenever Jeanne threw shade, he'd play peacemaker, though her glares always shut him up fast.

"Damon Williams’ Hidden Daughter, Penelope Williams, Involved in Terrifying Accident" Pictures of the hospital and Penelope being rushed in were already circulating. Anastasia chuckled under her breath, remembering the envelope of cash she had pressed into the reporter’s hands last night. A little money and influence went a long way. Now the world knew Penelope is in the hospital, and when Anastasia arrived at the hospital playing the grieving sympathizer, no one would find it suspicious. "Perfect" she whispered to herself, her reflection in the phone’s screen smirking back. She tossed the device aside, humming as she slid out of bed. The sound of her laughter echoed in the bathroom as she t

Influence. And worst of all? Brayden let her. Maybe Darla was right. Maybe she was foolish to think she could survive here any longer. Without another word, Penelope made her decision. She wasn’t going to stay where she wasn’t wanted. Where she would always be a pawn in someone else’s game. As soon as Darla left, Penelope grabbed a small suitcase and began stuffing her belongings into it. Her hands trembled as she zipped it shut, her breath uneven.

Demetria sent her a wink and Penelope sighed, sinking slightly into her seat. Demetria wasn't helping at this moment. And she knew it. “But you know that wasn’t the plan, Demi.” Demetria paused. For once, her teasing softened. “…What was the plan then?” Penelope stared at her glass, “To stay invisible,” she admitted quietly. “Do my job, leave quietly. With no complications whatsoever.” Demetria blinked. Then leaned back. “Well…” her voice trailed and Penelope looked up. “Well what?” Demetria smiled slowly, “You’ve already failed that plan spectacularly. Congratulations, Penny! Woo-hoo!”

“Unfortunately Mr. Stefan she wouldn’t be able to receive you at this moment. But if you leave a phone number I could forward that to her.” He hadn’t expected it to be easy. He left his number knowing that his plans to leave Port the next day would have to wait. He didn’t know what he wanted but he just might get something from Penelope Quinn. He left the complex and out of curiosity went to the state library and looked up her name. Penelope Quinn. Once known as Penelope Nowak. There were images of her from as far as 8 and 9 years ago and he found himself captivated by her beauty. She had a dark feminine beauty but her eyes were brightly intelligent, holding a mischievous glint in them. Her

"As long as you hide it well, you can live happily forever. Milton's deaf. He won't notice." When they mentioned my name, the smile on Penelope's face froze. Her expression turned icy in an instant.

She opened her eyes to find her husband towering over her where she lay on the couch. "You're back!" Her cry of joy woke the sleeping hound. Penelope barked excitedly, and Godric ran a hand over the dog's body with a rough pat and scratch. Penelope jumped from the couch and sat obediently at Godric's heels. He took a small treat from his pocket, and Penelope watched him intensely. Godric tossed the treat in the air. Penelope caught it and escaped to a far corner of the library, leaving Emily and Godric in peace.

Her life prior to meeting Killian wasn’t exactly rainbows but she explored, got to dress up and mingle in different parts of the world. She might not have friends to party with but she had some fun. That changed and finding herself in an enormous manor was all too restricting for her. “How about a date with nature, huh?” Hailey asked suggestively. Penelope perked up hearing that. “There is a part half an hour from here.” “It is a good option.” Penelope said, considering it. Hailey looked at Ms. B with a grin, “I could show you.” “No, Hailey.” Ms. B refuted.

I sent the text, tucked my phone back into my pocket and went in search of Penelope. Finally! I can have her to myself. I roamed the long, barren corridors of the prison, peering into each cell as I passed, but Penelope was nowhere to be found. I followed her scent, a faint trail of lavender that led me to the prison yard. As I stepped outside, the fresh air filled my lungs, but my relief was short-lived. In the center of the yard, I saw Penelope standing alone, her back to me. She was staring at something in the distance, her shoulders hunched and her head bowed. She looked defeated, her usual strength and resilience nowhere to be found.