On the first day of being trapped in a twisted romance novel, Lorenzo Graham raised his hand as if to slap me.

I didn’t have time to think about whether to dodge or run. Instinctively, I swung my arm and slapped him back.

"Are you out of your mind?"

Lorenzo froze, his body reeking of alcohol.

I turned on the light and gasped.

What the hell, this is what I can see without a VIP membership?

Then I realized—oh, well, I did some good deeds in my last life, so this is deserved.

According to the usual plot in these types of CEO novels, he must’ve been drugged and thought I was the one who did it.

No worries, while he’s still dazed, I quickly turned the light back off.

It’s easier to do things in the dark.

With no one around to see, I grabbed my blanket and rushed downstairs at lightning speed. Fearing he might catch a chill, I turned off the air conditioning and locked the door behind me.

Lorenzo Graham was trapped.

In this heat of over 95°F, things could get a little long.

With the air conditioning off, and after being drugged, it was probably going to feel even longer for him.

I drifted off to sleep, mentally preparing myself before closing my eyes.

This isn’t an apocalypse novel. This isn’t an apocalypse novel…、