Novels by Cevilicious

Bryle’s POVItaly had always carried a different kind of silence—one that felt earned rather than empty. After everything that had happened, returning here felt less like escape and more like reclaiming control.The scandal stirred by Jacob Blood had been nothing short of calculated sabotage. Twisting narratives, discrediting Felicity, and attempting to paint her as nothing more than a decorative figure in Lee Corp—it was a bold move. Reckless, even.But not irreversible.With the help of the HGS Clan, we dismantled every fabricated claim piece by piece. Evidence was brought to light, connections exposed, and by the time we were done, the narrative had shifted entirely. Felicity’s name was no longer under scrutiny—it was protected, reinforced, and untouchable.And now, things are calm.Or at least, as calm as they could be.I sat behind my desk inside my office at Cava Corp, eyes scanning through reports while the faint

Bryle’s POVThe invitation from the Chen family was not something the Lee family could simply turn down—especially when it involved a potential business partnership that could redefine the future of both clans. Declining would have been disrespectful, and perhaps even foolish. So here we were, standing within the vast and breathtaking hacienda owned by the Chens.Calling it a hacienda almost felt like an understatement.The estate stretched endlessly, its landscape resembling a private luxury resort more than a simple countryside property. Rolling green fields extended as far as the eye could see, perfectly trimmed like a world-class golf course. Towering trees swayed gently with the wind, their leaves whispering soft melodies that blended seamlessly with the distant chirping of birds.Beyond it all, mountains stood tall and proud, as if guarding the land itself.It was peaceful and yet, beneath that serenity, something felt fra

Bryle’s POVTwo days had passed since everything had settled at least, on the surface.For the first time in a while, there were no confrontations, no unspoken tensions lingering in every corner of the mansion. The silence had changed. It was no longer suffocating, but calm… almost gentle.Perhaps that was why Felicity and I decided to go out. To breathe, to forget, if only for a moment.We spent the day wandering through different parts of Chengdu, moving without a strict plan, allowing ourselves to be guided by curiosity rather than obligation. It felt… liberating.For hours, we walked side by side, occasionally exchanging quiet laughter, sometimes falling into comfortable silence. And in those moments, it felt as though the world had narrowed down to just the two of us. No expectations, no burdens... Just us.At some point, we found ourselves stopping in front of a small ice cream shop. Without much thought, we went

Bryle’s POVEven now, I could not shake off the words Madame Mathilda had said to me.They lingered in my mind like an unspoken warning. Something heavy, and deliberate. I did not fully understand what she meant, nor could I piece together the exact truth behind her words. And yet, I was certain of one thing: She had been pointing far deeper.Something I had yet to uncover.Exhaling quietly, I ran a hand through my hair before making my way toward Felicity’s room.The mansion remained as silent as it had been earlier, its stillness almost unnatural. It felt as though the entire household was holding its breath, waiting for something inevitable to happen.I stopped in front of her door for a brief moment before gently knocking. No response. Carefully, I opened it.The sight that greeted me was enough to soften the tension in my chest.Felicity stood near the window, a brush in her hand, completely absor

BRYLE’S POVI did not know where to take her.For the first time in my life, I felt directionless—not because I lacked options, but because none of them felt right. No place in this world seemed capable of holding the weight of what she was feeling. No destination could promise comfort after everything that had happened.So I drove.I drove past unfamiliar streets, past glowing city lights that blurred into meaningless streaks against the windshield. I drove without a plan, without a destination—only with the intention of putting distance between us and that place.That suffocating place.Silence filled the car, thick and heavy, pressing against my chest like something alive, and beside me, Felicity sat still.Her hands rested limply on her lap, her gaze fixed somewhere beyond the glass, as if she had already left this world and taken her thoughts somewhere far away—somewhere I could not reach.I

BRYLE’S POVI once knew a girl when I was still young. Her name was Rose, and she used to give me a croissant every time classes ended.One day, I was alone at the playground, watching the sunset. It was something I often did while waiting for my ride. Our driver was always late, and so I would remain there long after my classmates had gone home.A girl sat beside me, and when I turned to look, it was Rose. Without a word, she handed me a croissant.“You’re waiting here again? Your driver is late, isn’t he?” she said with a gentle smile.I simply returned a small smile and accepted the pastry, just as I always did whenever she offered me one.“Why are you still here? You should’ve gone home earlier,” I asked. My words made her smile even wider.“I met with a friend. I was supposed to borrow a book from her, but she never showed up…”I could see the disappointment on her face, so I asked what book she had intende