Reborn Heiress: Taming My Ruthless CEO

Chapter 7

Word Count: 637 | Released on: 06/05/2026

ce engine idled in the shadow

ng on the gravel. He turned his head and immediately r

t when he squinted and saw no bodyguards stepping

er hand out of Corbin's grip.

fingers wrapping around her wrist like a steel

it might snap. "If you walk toward that man," he hissed, his v

Corbin's face, twisted into an ugly

er free hand and gently patted the back

r voice was completely flat and devoid of

disgust in her eyes stunned him. H

vy car door open, gathered the fabric of her re

ward Jaison, the sharp click of her heels soun

ealized it was Alana, the fear on his

her out of the car, or that she had c

is white tuxedo trousers. He stood his ground

ay from him. She looked at him as if

ding across his face. "Finally couldn't handle th

e temperature in Alana's ey

he window. He heard Jaison's words. The

ut of the vehicle, his massive frame radi

six armed bodyguards materialized instantly, fanning out

ined from his face. He stumbled backward,

na, but she smoothly steppe

slid her hand inside, her fingers wrapping ar

up and yelled at Corbin, "She came to me! She tr

dry scoff. In the dead silence

ation, she pulled the mat

int light of the streetlamp,

kull. His smug expression shatter

hand. Her arm was perfectl

el directly at Jai

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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.”