Reborn Heiress: Taming My Ruthless CEO

Chapter 4

Word Count: 678 | Released on: 06/05/2026

closet. She walked down the hallway and sl

The fabric clung to her curves, the hem swayi

over her bare shoulders and delicate collarbone

a dark leather sofa. His laptop was open on the coffee table

e in his right hand. His tie was loosened.

t the hardwood floor cut through the ro

t red dress, his pupils dilated. His bre

and jealousy ripped through his veins,

stantly cutting off the meeting. The bodyguard sta

eyes were dark enough to burn a

hiskey glass. The muscles in his forearm f

ck echoed through

d in his grip. He had crus

link. He just stared at his ruined hand with a disturbing, absolute numbness, the thick veins on the back of his hand bulging violently as he

dropped at the sight of his bleeding hand

lked toward the base of the stairs, stopping right below her

seduce?" he demanded, his

furious eyes. "I am going

physical blow. His face dar

ng to be at that gala. Jais

scenario. She had spent hours making herself look this

rds dripping with poison. "You're willing to ris

. In her past life, she would have

na just let ou

d picked up a thick, black cashmere

wrapped the shawl tightly around her shoul

made the violent storm

steps. She stood on the floor, l

ook at his tense jawline. H

do at the gala. It has not

r. His expression remain

his estate," he stated flatly. "Unless you drop th

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Victor Hale Billionaires

“Hovering as a translucent soul in the freezing cemetery, I watched Corbin Mendez-the ruthless billionaire I had spent my entire life despising-violently smash open my tomb. I thought he had come to desecrate my corpse. Instead, he collapsed to his knees, reverently kissed my dead lips, and swallowed a lethal bottle of pills without a drop of water. In my past life, I was betrayed by my ex-fiancé, framed by my vicious step-family, and trapped in a suffocating marriage with Corbin. I thought he was a paranoid, abusive monster who only wanted to control me. I fought his madness every single day until I died sick, exhausted, and utterly defeated. But watching him climb into my casket, wrapping his massive arms around my cold body to die beside me, my non-existent heart shattered. Why hadn't I seen the truth? He wasn't a monster; he was a deeply traumatized man suffering from severe PTSD, and his obsessive love for me was his only tether to sanity. The regret and agony tore my soul to pieces. "My love, I'm too late." Those were his last words before his heart stopped. When I opened my eyes again, I wasn't floating in a dark tomb. I was lying in Corbin's bed, exactly two years in the past. This time, I wouldn't run away. I would heal the broken beast who died for me, and I would personally put a bullet in everyone who ruined us.”