Reborn Heiress: Taming My Ruthless CEO

Chapter 5

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ece, his thumb hovering over the button to call the medi

fense and the frantic, paranoid madness swirling in his

ss and his need for control had

ng to build tha

ghtly, physically lowering her line of sight so

n hands. She didn't hesitate. She grabbed C

ntly smeared across her palm

as to rip his hand away. He didn't want to

gently stroked the uninjured knuck

tant eyes were swimming with moisture, maki

voice was impossibly soft, la

ke that, acted like a sledgehamm

softly. "I promise I will stay right

ifetimes she had ever spoken t

derailed. His Adam's apple b

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of the room in an instant. In its place, a dark, tw

rabbed her wrist. With his other arm, he hooked her

s nose brushed against hers. His

breath hot against her lips, "I will break

r, Alana relaxed. she rested her

d against his shirt

e final lock clicking into p

aled deeply, filling his lungs

over her head at Alex. The col

in ordered. "Have the med

. He gave Alana a quick, incredulous look before sp

it carelessly around his bleeding hand. With his good hand, h

ked toward the driveway, the corner of her mou

ad officia

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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.”