Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 1208: Hijacked

One of the things that had changed in both sober and drunk Penny was that she remembered her actions regardless of her state. So, when Penny passed out, she came around just as quickly as before. However, she didn't open her eyes-she played dead.

Sober Penny drank because she thought it was only right to deal with Atlas with raw anger. Drunk Penny, however, wasn't so sure that was a good idea.

Arching a brow, Penny narrowed her eyes and stretched her neck slightly. When she did, she caught sight of Atlas napping in the aisle seat. The corner of her mouth hooked up before she peeked at her side, where Zoren was sleeping soundlessly.

Pulling down her blanket, Penny carefully slipped away without making any big movements. She didn't want to wake her husband. Once she had put a safe distance between herself and Zoren, she sat up quietly. Placing her feet down as carefully as possible, she avoided making even the slightest sound as she walked away.

Standing in the aisle, Penny glanced down at Atlas. Arching a brow, she turned her gaze toward another seat, where Hugo was also napping. Spotting a can of beer placed nearby, she nodded in satisfaction. Her lips stretched into a grin before she set her attention back on Atlas.

"You want to know the truth?" she whispered, poking his cheek until he stirred awake.

The moment Atlas regained consciousness and saw Penny gazing down at him, his brows furrowed. "Pen-"The rest of his words were swallowed as she suddenly covered his mouth. Her palm pressed against his lips, fingers stretching to his jaw.

Her grip was aggressive enough that he could feel the sting of his inner lip splitting slightly.

"Shh," she hushed, bending over until her face was only a palm's length away from his. "Hush, honey. We don't want to wake up my husband and the Sluagh, do we?"

If someone else overheard this, they might have completely misunderstood the situation. But for Atlas, a sense of dread crept up his spine. This felt like the devil whispering in his ear, warning him not to make a sound if he wanted to live.

Penny smiled at him. "You don't have to get hurt," she murmured. "Come with me and don't make a sound. Otherwise, I'll hit you."

Atlas, with her hand still over his mouth, nodded. He blinked twice, hoping she would understand that he was signaling his cooperation.

"Get up," she whispered, slowly peeling her hand away. But the moment she did, she saw him opening his mouth. Without hesitation, she shoved her hand back over his lips, pressing her fingertips against his cheek.

"You want to die?"

head, his teeth clenching as she pressed her foot

your balls ache for the rest of this flight," she warned, tilting her head like an

time, Atlas kept his teeth clenched and nodded

hand again, Atlas studied her

her breath earlier-there

sighed. 'What is

him in a cage

Penny crooked a finger at him. "Get

as she said this, a grunting noise came from Hugo's

toward him, Atlas silently hoping Hugo would open

be sleeping

enough to sleep soundly, ignoring the little noises around

wake up, considering we're in a private craft with a cabin crew who

about to speak-until Penny

you make a sound-deliberate or not-I'll throw

This really was like being

go," she urged, tilting her head in a direction.

for a moment before turning and walking where she instructed. Penny stayed close behind, her eyes fixed ahead. Once they stepped out of the section where Hugo and

you taking

out," she

asking questions and simply followed her instructions. Soon, they reached the part of the plane where a

good about this," he

anything you need?" one of the flight attendants asked politely,

"Actually, Brother Hugo

"Oh?"

the buttons aren't working, so you should check on them as well," she added, casting a glance around. "You should all go. My husband specifically told me to call