The Revenge Kidnapping Drama's Transmigrated Female Lead - Chapter 7
He lightly stroked his jaw. Perhaps because he was so stunning, even that small gesture felt grand, as though he were performing something extraordinary.
“You could try escaping, or resist when we try to do bad things to you… There’s more you could do than you think.”
Psyche’s face gradually stiffened. Keeping her voice as calm as possible, she asked,
“…What do you mean by ‘bad things’?”
Helios didn’t answer right away. Instead, he simply smiled. After a brief silence, his crimson lips parted slowly.
“Do you really not know, or are you just asking?”
“…….”
Psyche shot him a sharp glare before arrogantly gesturing toward the door with her chin.
“Get out.”
“Make sure you eat. Okay?”
“Get out.”
“Phrena, are you upset?”
“…How many times do I have to tell you to leave?”
“Even when Phrena is angry, you’re adorable.”
She chose not to respond any further. Thankfully, Helios soon left the room.
Psyche narrowed her eyes and stared intently at the spot where he had been just moments ago.
Helios Zen was the most deranged of all the male leads. The more Psyche pushed him away and rejected him, the more intense his desire and affection for her grew—a true pervert. Especially when Psyche cried, his longing for her reached its peak.
Psyche suddenly wondered what kind of reaction he would have if she were pinned beneath him, sobbing uncontrollably.
A little past 1 a.m.
She got out of bed, deciding to inspect the room she hadn’t had the chance to examine earlier and organize her plans for the future.
The first thing that caught her eye was the high ceiling and the luxurious floor made of ivory-colored marble.
One side of the room had a small dining area, while the other side featured a bathroom, a restroom, and a dressing room. The space was filled with elegant and antique furnishings.
It was more fitting to describe the room as a space meant to entertain distinguished guests rather than to imprison a hostage.
Of course, Ruon was also residing in a similarly fine room, just like Psyche.
The reason both Mathes and Arje provided such luxurious accommodations for their hostages was to flaunt their affluence and demonstrate that they could afford to treat even their captives with this level of care.
Additionally, powerful wards had been placed throughout the mansion, ensuring that the hostages couldn’t escape. Because of this, neither side bothered to assign anyone to watch over the hostages or restrain their movements.
Those who had awakened a first-tier ability were far superior to ordinary people in terms of heightened senses and agility. This meant that any extreme actions attempted by Ruon or Psyche would be utterly futile. The moment any suspicious behavior arose, the heads of the families would notice and intervene immediately.
In the novel, Psyche hadn’t understood this and had foolishly tried to escape, only to be caught. She had attempted self-harm, only to be stopped by the male leads… repeating these pointless efforts multiple times.
Once, she had even secretly obtained a crystal orb to contact the imperial palace. Pleading her case and requesting an audience with His Majesty, she was decisively rejected.
That was when Psyche had broken down once again. Her brother, His Majesty…
No one had been there to help her.
‘Only I can save myself.’
After thoroughly inspecting the room, she returned to the bed. Lying down, she began to carefully think about what was to come.
From now on, her brother would begin to spiral out of control, just like the male leads would.
Before Psyche was kidnapped, Mathes had refrained from causing any significant harm to Ruon. They had merely used him as a bargaining chip to threaten Arje and strip them of their privileges.
But everything changed after Psyche was taken.
Mathes broke Ruon’s arm and sent a message to Arje, showing an image of Ruon collapsed with his arm dangling limply.
[If you don’t release Psyche immediately, this won’t be the end of it.]
It was the kind of line only villains would utter.
When the male leads saw that, they completely lost their composure and decided to do the same to Psyche—breaking her arm in retaliation.
Psyche quickly rubbed both of her arms. Just imagining her arm being broken sent a shiver down her spine; it was a horrifying thought. She glanced up at the calendar hanging on the wall.
Ten days remained.
For at least ten days, Mathes wouldn’t do anything to Ruon. That time was their window for deciding whether or not to release him.
This meant Psyche had to work hard during those ten days to win over the male leads.
She needed to ensure that when Mathes broke Ruon’s arm, the enraged male leads wouldn’t turn their wrath on her in an eye-for-an-eye revenge.
