Misconduct Penelope Douglas Novels & Stories

The silence in the ballroom was deafening after the chaos of the previous moments. Penelope stood in the center, all eyes boring into her. "I can explain," Penelope's voice quivered. "Everything I did... I thought I was protecting Christopher." "By stealing another woman's gifts?" Lady Morrison scoffed. "By forging documents?" Mrs. Henderson added. "I was afraid!" Penelope's eyes darted around the room. "Ashlyn was different... she had this way about her. I thought she'd take everything from me!"

So to have a change of pace, she became like any other person, she tried to be 'normal' and she knew to be able to successfully do that; she needed to take countermeasures. That was to let go of the things that haunt her in the past – her last biggest scandal. "You're despicable. I gave you him, knowing that he's into you. I gave you my trust but what did you do?! You broke it!" Penelope balled her fist and glared at her. Blanche frown. She was confused at what Penelope's talking about. Was she pertaining about what happened in the bar or the aftermath of that? She can't paint what she's talking about. Everything's hazy and cloudy and beyond normal.

Penelope stood frozen at the podium, public humiliation painting her cheeks bright red. “The evidence speaks for itself,” Penelope said quietly. “The Rogue threat is real regardless of your opinion of me.” “The evidence of your guilt also speaks for itself. Should we ignore that too?” Elder Francis struck his staff against the floor repeatedly. “Order! We’ll recess for thirty minutes. All parties will conduct themselves with dignity when we reconvene.” Penelope gathered her materials with shaking hands. When she looked up and caught my eye, the pain in her expression should have created some satisfaction. Instead, it made my chest ache, stirring unwanted memories of the woman I’d once loved.

I shifted uncomfortably on the couch, suddenly acutely aware of the scars that crisscrossed my skin. “Stop looking at me like that,” I muttered, unable to meet her gaze. Cecil reached out a hand, placing it gently on my arm. “I don't know Penelope that well, but she seems like the type to scheme and manipulate. She could even go as far as lying to the Alpha, claiming you attacked her. She might even inflict injuries on herself to make it seem more convincing.” The thought made my blood run cold. Penelope was ruthless, capable of anything to get what she wanted. And getting Damon to come home now and end me would be a very easy task for her.

he rasped and Penelope swallowed, feeling the atmosphere thickened. “Y..yes…?” Her eyes flicked to the elevator doors, afraid someone might walk in at any moment. And if they saw this scandalous pose they were in, her name would be finished in the company! He leaned even more closer and this time, her soul had escaped, “Why are you doing this to me?” He groaned as if in pain and Penelope's eyes slightly widened. “Doing…what?” The elevator suddenly chimed, and Penelope in her zeal to run out, tried to push against him but that only resulted in her hand mistakenly touching his bulge.

Ana snapped still trying to grasp this new discovery. "How what?" Penelope asked "How are you going to mark your territory in his life penny,do you even know who you're with?" She whined wondering if her sister was even aware of the big fish she had caught. "DORIAN SKENDORE" she emphasized "A man who's wanted by many shameless wretch who wouldn't hesitate to snag him up like some hungry wolves in winter" Penelope cringed at the mention of 'wolves' but before her mind could drift off,she heard her sister's voice which didn't stop talking

There was a gigolo begging on the ground and destroying Josh's reputation—the man who left after getting caught cheating on Arai. "Oh my gosh! That's the scum who keeps covering up rumours about him with his family money and stop me from knowing that he's gay—!” Penelope shouted loudly because of her avid gossiper reflex. Her exclamation made those around her turn to her with shocked looks, as her words gave context to the incident. And secretly, Heinrich, who had never met or knew Penelope at all, smiled with interest. This woman's reaction was hilarious.

The maid and I had gotten Penelope into a state of near apoplexy and Zoey called out to her friend “oooh, look at his big hard cock P, I bet you’d like that stuck up you for a while” Penelope spun around. She stood up and casually walked over to the sofa. My or my, that girl had a sexy wiggle. All eyes were on her ass as she ‘minced’ across that room. With her head looking back across her shoulder, she beckoned Pierre with her finger. She was licking her lips and holding her ass cheeks open with her other hand. Pierre needed no further invitation. He stood up and followed her.

He shoved me into the passenger seat of his car and slammed the door shut before getting behind the wheel. The drive back was silent. The tension in the air was suffocating, and I could feel his anger radiating off him. My mind raced with questions. Who was Penelope? What was going on? And how would I explain any of this to Alex?

I am proud to be considered the godmother of people who only need the right chance. "Okay, now we have one more person in love in the room" Penelope pin, slipping on the chair until she is almost lying down. Compared to Beatrice and me, she looks like a bored child on an ordinary day of class. "I just wanted to make my indignation very explicit, since Bea is not a lesbian, but she always pretends to be just to play the liberal hottie. And Suzy is so restless that she seems to have sat with her ass on the anthill, but she keeps running away from the subject whenever I mention her husband's name. God in heaven! Stop being cool.”