After the Scummy Alpha Marked the Crazy Beautiful Heroine (GL) - Chapter 1

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The chandelier above swayed slightly, casting a dim, flickering glow.

Pei Jiuyao slowly opened her eyes and pushed herself up from the sofa. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the sky was a deep, inky black, and the glass reflected scattered pinpoints of distant lights.

She looked away and let her gaze settle on the burgundy curtains and the lacquered leather sofa.

Suddenly, a sharp pain stabbed the back of her head.

Pei Jiuyao let out a soft hiss and clutched her skull, bending forward with one hand braced against the couch.

Where… was this? Her memory was a complete blank.

She struggled to her feet, trying to recall how she’d gotten here, but was instead overwhelmed by a strong scent of strawberry sparkling wine.

It wasn’t the usual alcohol smell—it was sweet, cloying, and strangely intoxicating.

Her throat felt dry. She yanked open the collar of her shirt, popping a button that clattered to the floor.

She froze.

Even with her mind clouded, she knew this wasn’t any place she recognized.

In the entertainment industry, they were trained—never leave even a loose thread for others to grab hold of. A missing button could mean a scandal.

Pei Jiuyao took a deep breath, picked up the fallen button, and slipped it into her shirt pocket. That’s when she noticed a nearby door left half open.

A faint sound drifted from inside, along with that enticing scent.

She steadied herself with a hand on the wall and pushed the door open.

On the bed lay a woman, curled under thin white gauze sheets, her body forming a delicate, graceful curve.

Pei Jiuyao stood frozen, forgetting to breathe.

Even after so many years in the entertainment world, she had never seen such an utterly breathtaking woman.

Her eyes were cold and distant like winter frost, but her body radiated heat like a smoldering flame.

Her skin was pale and smooth as porcelain, flushed faintly pink under the dim light. Her eyes glistened with tears, her lips were red, and her small, rounded nose glowed with moisture—delicate and pitiful all at once.

The woman’s body tensed when she noticed Pei Jiuyao approaching. She curled tighter, her foxlike eyes narrowing as she bit her lip and glared.

The scent grew stronger—strawberries thick with alcohol, searing Pei Jiuyao’s sinuses.

She stepped closer, bracing herself on the bed’s edge. Her voice was hoarse and unfamiliar.

“Who are you?”

Maybe some new starlet someone sent over?

Ever since she’d won Best Actress, plenty of clout-chasers had tried to start CP rumors with her—but she always refused.

Still, this one… She was exactly Pei Jiuyao’s type.

But sending her straight to the bed—what the hell was that supposed to mean?

She had no respect for this kind of stunt. And yet, looking at the woman now, she couldn’t even muster the slightest bit of anger.

Pei Jiuyao frowned and bit down hard on her molars.

The scent was getting to her. Her body was heating up as if—

Her voice was even raspier now.

“Did you drug me?”

Thunder cracked outside. Lightning lit up the woman’s wide, disbelieving eyes.

“Pei Jiuyao—cut the act!” Her voice, though weak, was cold and fierce.

Those alluring eyes shimmered with tears. Pei Jiuyao knew she had to leave—but her legs gave out, and she collapsed at the edge of the bed.

The collar of her shirt scraped painfully against her neck. She groaned softly, unbuttoned it, and let the shirt slide to her wrists.

She touched the back of her neck—there was a small bump. As she rubbed it, the woman let out a breathless, needy gasp.

Pei Jiuyao looked up, her eyes tinged with red.

The sheets beneath the woman were visibly damp.

She wore only a sheer white slip. Her nails dug at her skin, nearly tearing the fabric. Red marks bloomed on her pale flesh.

Pei Jiuyao’s hand trembled. She reached along the edge of the bed and pinned the woman’s hand down gently.

The warmth and softness of her skin sent a shiver down Pei Jiuyao’s spine. Something at the back of her neck felt like it was unraveling.

The woman trembled too—her body like a puddle of water, her voice sticky with heat.

“Pei Jiuyao… It is you.”

It almost sounded like she was whining.

Pei Jiuyao hadn’t meant to touch her—only to stop her from hurting herself. But for some reason, she leaned in toward the woman’s neck.

The soft skin and the gentle bump of bone brushed her cheek like a downy creature.

Instinct overrode reason. Her lips grazed the delicate skin, and she couldn’t help but press closer.

The woman gasped and arched her neck. Her lashes, flushed red, trembled as she tried to pull away.

Pei Jiuyao blinked. Her mind cleared slightly. She jerked back, trying to leave—but a trembling hand gripped her wrist.

She looked down at those slender fingers wrapped around her wrist, blushing with fever.

She stared at the dazed woman below her.

The woman looked back, her knees shifting slightly under the sheets, cheeks burning red.

“Pei… Pei Jiuyao. I’ve… I’ve presented as an Omega. Are you satisfied now?” Her voice dripped like melted sugar.

Pei Jiuyao blinked. She didn’t fully understand.

“This is what you wanted, right? To see me lose control? I’ve turned into this—what now? Going to run off so more people can see me like this? See me in heat… under you?”

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Pei Jiuyao’s vision and hearing blurred. Lights danced in front of her eyes. Thunder rumbled in and out of earshot.

Unnoticed, sharp canine teeth had formed in her mouth, slowly grinding together.

The woman beneath her stared at Pei Jiuyao’s slightly parted lips, blinking those tear-filled eyes.

“Don’t go,” she whispered. “I give you permission—mark me.”

“Mark…?” Pei Jiuyao echoed, her lips twitching. She instinctively licked her canine teeth.

That word struck something deep within her. She couldn’t move. Couldn’t leave.

Her fingers tightened around the woman’s limp hand.

The woman turned slightly, revealing her delicate neck. Her voice trembled with heat as she repeated, “Mark me.”

Pei Jiuyao’s hand slipped to the curve of her waist. All remaining self-control shattered. Instinct took over.

She bent down, pressing her teeth gently to the spot soaked in strawberry-scented wine. It felt like she’d bitten into sugar-drenched silk.

Warm, smooth skin. The body beneath her trembled, moaning softly.

The sound of fabric tearing echoed in the room.

Rain pattered against the window. The dim light flickered on the glass. Flames rose, unquenched by the water. It blurred together into a hazy, glowing painting.

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The rain had slowed. Water dripped gently onto leaves and windowsills.

When Pei Jiuyao woke, her head was still pounding.

She looked at the woman in her arms—her pale skin marked with bruises and bite marks, body curled tight, eyes closed, lashes quivering like raven’s wings.

Pei Jiuyao brushed her fingers over the marks she’d left. A tingling warmth shot up her spine.

And then—memories that didn’t belong to her flooded in.

She jolted upright.

She had transmigrated—into a cannon fodder villainess from the GL ABO novel Withering Bloom.

Coincidentally, the character’s name was also Pei Jiuyao. She was a top-tier actress with only her face to rely on—no acting chops, tone-deaf, and a terrible reputation.

In the book, she was a scummy Alpha who constantly tried to sabotage the heroine, Chi Yang.

But Chi Yang was talented and beautiful. She won awards early on and never once cared about her.

Enraged, the villain drugged Chi Yang’s fiancée, Song Mo, forcefully marked her, and even filmed it—leaking it online and triggering a cyberbullying campaign that led to Song Mo’s depression and eventual suicide.

Chi Yang later uncovered the entire plot, hired top lawyers, and sent Pei Jiuyao to prison.

In prison, Chi Yang used her influence to ensure Pei Jiuyao was tortured to the point of madness. Eventually, her glands were removed, and she went insane.

The novel had smeared the villain so badly that even Pei Jiuyao’s real-world agency once threatened to sue the author.

Though the matter fizzled out, she’d read the book out of curiosity.

Who knew she’d become that Pei Jiuyao?

She rubbed her temples and looked at the sleeping woman beside her.

Could this be that Omega, Song Mo?

Transmigration was bad enough—but now she had to figure out how to explain what happened.

She couldn’t die here before finding a way back.

Glancing at her bare torso, she decided to find some clothes first.

She quietly slipped out of bed, gathering her discarded clothes and washing up quickly.

Now came the tricky part—how to explain all this?

Wrong place, wrong time? Drugged? Amnesia, maybe?

Anyway… Song Mo was the one who made the first move, right?

As long as she didn’t leak any footage, maybe the fallout could be minimized.

Still… no matter how it started, it was ultimately her fault. Even if she didn’t know she was in a book at the time, she shouldn’t have just—

Pei Jiuyao pursed her lips. Her ears turned a little red at the memory.

Thud—

A muffled sound snapped her out of it. She rushed back into the room.

The woman on the bed had clearly assumed she’d left. Seeing her return, she froze, then pulled the covers up and glared with foxlike eyes.

Now that the heat had faded, her gaze was colder—still fierce.

Though as an Omega, there was a natural submissiveness to her tension—like a bristling fox cub.

Pei Jiuyao could tell she was on the verge of breaking. She softened her tone.

“You’re awake. Are you… feeling okay?”

The woman’s lashes fluttered. Her lips pressed together in anger.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Pei Jiuyao blinked. “I just thought you might be uncomfortable after last night—”

“So what? You saw me become an Omega and now think I’m easy to control? Going to use this to blackmail me?”

Pei Jiuyao sighed and rubbed her temples. The original host had really screwed things up.

She tried to explain. “Miss Song, I—”

“Miss Song?” The woman’s gaze turned icy. “So your plan was to target Song Mo?”

She’s not Song Mo?

Pei Jiuyao stepped closer in confusion.

The woman suddenly hurled a phone from the bedside table. “Back off!”

Startled, Pei Jiuyao quickly stepped away.

She tried to recall the novel’s character descriptions. The main heroine, Chi Yang, was said to have a bright red beauty mark under her left ear.

In the sunlight, Pei Jiuyao spotted a crimson mole just behind the woman’s ear—gleaming like a tiny ruby.

She hesitated, then asked softly:
“Chi Yang…?”

The woman didn’t correct her.