REBIRTH: MY EX HUSBAND WANTS A SECOND CHANCE

Name: REBIRTH: MY EX HUSBAND WANTS A SECOND CHANCE
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Kim Lina

Billionaires | Ongoing

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**Blurb** When Sodium receives an unexpected invitation to Crystal Towers, he knows stepping back into Chlorine's world is a dangerous mistake. Years ago, they were inseparable-a perfect yet volatile pair, destined to combust. But Chlorine is no longer the girl he once knew. She's a billionaire mogul with an empire built on power, secrecy, and ice-cold ambition. Now, she's asking for his help. Her father, a ruthless titan, is forcing her into an arranged marriage to protect her legacy. Refusing means losing everything she's fought to control. Desperate, Chlorine turns to the only man who ever understood her fire. As old sparks reignite and past betrayals come to light, Sodium and Chlorine find themselves locked in a dangerous game of love, lies, and power. Together, they must defy the odds, but in a world where trust is a weakness and loyalty can shatter in an instant, will their bond survive the storm-or destroy them both? **A story of passion, betrayal, and undeniable chemistry, *Collision* will leave you breathless and craving more.**

Adolescence Suspense

Chapter 2 You're joking

01-10 18:37

Chapter 1 Chlorine

**Chapter One**

Sodium knew it was a terrible idea to show up at *Crystal Towers*. The place reeked of exclusivity and wealth, two things he avoided like poison. But when he got the invitation, signed in bold letters with the unmistakable "C," his curiosity got the better of him.

Crystal Towers, owned by none other than Chlorine, the reclusive billionaire socialite, loomed ahead. Every inch of the building sparkled, reflecting the aura of its enigmatic owner. Chlorine wasn't just rich-she was untouchable. Rumors surrounded her like a storm cloud: dangerous, magnetic, untamable. And yet, here he was, summoned to her domain.

The invitation didn't say much. Just a time, a place, and the promise of answers. Sodium adjusted the collar of his shirt, feeling out of place among the sea of expensive suits and glittering gowns. His life had always been straightforward-simple reactions, predictable outcomes. Chlorine, however, was anything but predictable.

As he stepped into the grand ballroom, the air seemed to change. It became sharper, almost electric. He spotted her instantly. Chlorine stood at the center of the room, her silver gown catching the light like a prism. Her piercing green eyes scanned the crowd, sharp and assessing, until they landed on him.

For a moment, Sodium thought he saw a flicker of something in her gaze. Recognition? Amusement? Whatever it was, it disappeared as quickly as it came. She raised a glass to her lips, sipping champagne as though she hadn't just undone him with a single glance.

"Mr. NaCl?" a voice interrupted his thoughts.

He turned to see a man in a crisp suit, clipboard in hand. "That's not my name," Sodium replied, annoyed.

The man smirked. "Apologies. Miss Chlorine insists on giving everyone nicknames. She said you two go way back."

Sodium's jaw tightened. Way back was an understatement. He and Chlorine were like two halves of the same equation, destined to meet but doomed to combust. Their history wasn't just complicated-it was volatile.

Before he could respond, the crowd parted, and Chlorine herself began walking toward him. Her every step was deliberate, her presence commanding. When she finally stood before him, Sodium couldn't help but notice the faint scent of ozone in the air.

"Sodium," she said, her voice smooth as glass. "I was wondering if you'd show up."

"Chlorine," he replied, keeping his tone neutral. "You didn't exactly give me a choice."

She smiled, but there was no warmth in it. "You always have a choice. You just rarely make the right one."

Her words stung, but Sodium refused to let it show. "Why am I here?" he asked bluntly.

Chlorine's smile widened, but her eyes remained unreadable. "You'll see," she said cryptically. "But first, let's dance."

Before he could protest, she grabbed his hand and pulled him onto the dance floor. The orchestra struck up a haunting melody, and suddenly, they were the center of attention.

"Chlorine," he hissed, trying to keep his composure. "I'm not here to play games."

Her grip on his hand tightened. "Good," she said, leaning in close. "Because this isn't a game. This is war."

The words sent a shiver down his spine, but he didn't back down. "I don't know what you're up to, but I'm not going to let you drag me into it."

Chlorine laughed, a sound that was equal parts enchanting and chilling. "Oh, Sodium," she whispered. "You've already been dragged in. The question is, can you survive it?"

As the music swelled and the world blurred around them, Sodium couldn't shake the feeling that he'd just walked into a trap. But the worst part? He wasn't sure if he wanted to escape.