Chapter 1

Chapter 1 Transmigrate Into The Novel?

A man’s anxious voice echoed in the room. “Dora Southwell, what the hell are you trying to do?”Holding a glass of red wine, Dora slowly walked toward the tall, well-built man tied up in front of her.Then, a wave of dizziness suddenly hit her. Dora shut her eyes and slightly staggered. She pressed one hand against her forehead and dropped onto the sofa across from the man.When she opened her eyes again, the wine glass was still in her hand.She rubbed her temples out of habit, took a small sip of the wine, and raised her brows. “Oh, this is kinda good.”Then she looked at the man. His wrists were chained to the headboard with heavy metal cuffs. His shirt looked like it’d been ripped open by force, the front hanging in tatters and exposing his chest and sharply defined abs.