I Met The Male Lead In Prison

Imetthemaleleadinprison.Okay.IgetthatItransmigratedintoanR-19tragicromanticnovel,butwhyishelikethis?“Bark!Bark!Bark!Grrrrrr…”Ican’tbelievethisguyisheldbyacursethatmakeshimactlikeabeast…Andthat’snottheendofit,becausewhenhereturnstonormalforamoment.“I-i-ifyouaren’tg-goingtotakeresponsibilityforwhatyoudidtome,th-th-thendon’tt-touchme!”Atanyrate,IfeltrelievedthatIprobablywouldn’thaveanysortofromanticinteractionswiththisguy.Ayearlater…“Th-th-thedayIleavethisplace,please…m-meetupwithme!”Wellitwouldn’tbeabigdealtomeethimonce.But,then,whenIwasreleasedfromprison…*“Welcomeback.Mylovelyyoungersister.”Thedayofmyrelease,amanapproachedme.Turnsout,I’mthevillain’ssister.“Youmusthavesufferedgoingtoprisoninmystead.Iwaitedonlyforyou.”…F*ck.Mybrother’sthemalelead’sswornenemy?*3yearslater,Imetthemalelead.HelookedtotallydifferentthanwhenIlastsawhim.“It’sbeenawhile,Iana.I’mgoingtokidnapyounow.”