Killswitch Penelope Douglas Novels & Stories

"That card... you stole that! Alexander King would never give a thief his personal card!" She stepped toward me, her face contorted with rage. "You think you’re so special because you found a new man to cling to? You're still just a—" Plak! The sound of the slap was loud and crisp. It echoed through the quiet boutique. Penelope stumbled back, her hand flying to her cheek. She hit the floor, her expensive heels sliding on the marble. She stared up at me, her eyes wide with shock and fear. "That was for your mouth," I said. I looked down at her as if she were a stain on the floor. "And if you ever speak to me again, I won't just stop at a slap. I’ll make sure Arthur Sterling’s debt is the leas

But in the narrow washroom stall, those faint vibrations were inexplicably amplified. "Who's in there?" My heart skipped. I didn't dare move. The women outside didn't give me a chance to hide. Penelope began kicking the door to my stall while shouting at the top of her lungs, "Who said you could hide in there and eavesdrop on our conversation? Get out! I'm the heiress of the Sullivan Group! Get on my wrong side, and I'll make you wish you were dead. Come out now!" I pressed my hands against the rattling lock with all my strength. However, the relentless and forceful pounding ultimately caused the lock to give way, and there was nothing I could do about it.

I finally let go of Penelope, whose lipstick had been eaten, revealing her lips’ original pink color, and her eyes were as if on fire. She glared at me. "Slap". She slapped me without hesitation and ran out of the alley crying. "Penelope!" I called out to her from behind, but all I could hear was the click-click of her high-heeled shoes. I touched my lips. The touch was surreal. Did I really just kiss Penelope, like I always do in my dreams? The burning pain in my face reminded me that it was all real: The kiss, and the fact that Penelope had indirectly killed three soldiers because she was jealous of Selena.

I gritted out, staring down at this blue-suited princess, but his orbs were fixated on Penelope, I looked at her to see her staring at him with her coloured cheeks, flipping my jacket open to see whether my Glock was still stirring pretty there because I know it will come in handy. “Pascal, is that you?” Penelope stuttered standing up to greet him, stretching her hands out for him to shake but the motherfucker engulfed MY WIFE in a teddy bear hug, my blood started boiling, my fingers snaked up the gun and before I knew it, a resounding bang echoed in the silent room. “What? Why the fuck did you shoot him? Are you out of your head?” Penelope yelled with her eyes glued to the bleeding shoulder

Luke headed to the desk at the very end of the room. Ophelia was intrigued to check the frames in the library. A man such as Dustin with photo frames in his study? Sounded off to her ears. As she approached and picked one, she saw a woman with pitch-black hair. Penelope. She was smiling brightly in the picture as she held her summer hat from flying off. Ophelia couldn’t help but wonder if Dustin was genuinely in love with Penelope. The smile plastering her young face was a happy one, and it couldn’t be fake – or meant for the demon she pierced with her sword.

Do you also insist on your own views and refuse to give Kim and Eric a way to survive Penelope looked away and didn't respond. Badaire Coman sneered and said, "I said it, but Penelope said it doesn't count. I am the head of our family Jonas Evans Curling Eyebrow: There are some things I didn't want to say, but now it seems there's no other way. Penelope, Mr. Coman, I have a secret related to you. If this secret is exposed, not only Penelope's mother and Mr. Coman's father will be involved, but you will also get divorced. So... if you are willing to spare Kim and Eric this time, then I am willing to take this secret to the grave and never let you We know

" Penelope murmured. I can't wait for you to start working in the family company again, Hillary said and Penelope resisted the urge to scoff. Was Hillary scared of her coming back to take everything from her? Things that were rightfully hers? She mused with a shake of her head. "Me too." Penelope said with an easy smile. It was becoming easier now to just play along and watch Hillary and Geoffrey make a fool of themselves. “So, do you have anyone special in your life right now? Hillary asked conversationally. Penelope nodded, "Yes, I do," she said, thinking of Daphne and Dahila. "Aww. Tell me everything about him," Hillary said excitedly. "Why does it have to be a he?" Penelope asked amused.

When that happened, Eve planned to eliminate her as well, along with her baby. Meanwhile, Sam was filled with joy; he couldn’t believe how lucky he was. He was in his room using the bathroom when he heard the bedroom door open and slam shut. He wanted to shout out to see who it was, but as soon as he tried, he froze upon hearing her voice. Penelope and Niclas. He listened to their argument, and every single word overwhelmed him, and he recorded it all. He couldn’t believe his ears. Penelope was sent here to kill Silvio, and she was pregnant, also the missing daughter of one of the mafia elders. It shocked him, and he felt an overwhelming sense of happiness.

Authroess POV James turned off the hidden camera he placed in Penny's mansion "This is gonna be your last birthday Max"he brought out a gun from his drawer handed for Penny's manison

] [Yes, instead of defending her, tell your friend to stop whoring herself. Penelope’s fingers froze. And she finally snapped. “Ah—this piece of shit!” She slammed her phone down on the table so hard it rattled. “I swear, I will put each and every one of them in a hospital bed when I’m done.” She spun toward Kai, eyes blazing. “Kai. Hack all their accounts. Every single one. I want names, numbers, addresses. When I break their fingers, they won’t have anything left to type with.”