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What Happened To Her?
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2025-06-15 02:32:36
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BURIED AS HIS LOVE, REBORN AS HIS CURSE. Feeling Out Of Place.
Calla's POV:The bass hit like a hammer to the chest, causing my head to throb painfully. I hate loud music!The club was a full-on circus. Neon lights flashed like sirens. Girls in bikinis were twerking on platforms, writhing against poles slick with sweat and champagne. Someone sprayed a bottle of Moët into the crowd like it was confetti. The air stank of money, lust, and cologne.My heels sank into something sticky. I didn’t want to look down. I didn't want to be disgusted twice.“Isn’t this divine?” Kassandra yelled over the music as she dragged me past a velvet rope. “No rules. No pants. No consequences! Just rich humans getting drunk senseless!” I didn’t get to reply because we were already ascending a narrow staircase to the VIP room. In the room, curtains were pulled with candles glowing in sleek wall sconces. Three men were waiting.My heart dropped to my feet.The men were hot, sculpted, and shirtless. Each one built like they were auditioning for a sin-themed calendar. O
BURIED AS HIS LOVE, REBORN AS HIS CURSE. The Party.
Calla's POV:When I offered to make dinner, and Madden accepted,I didn't know it'd make me nervous. I definitely wouldn't want to ruin this.The stew simmered softly on the stove, its scent warm and buttery, curling through the glossy, cold kitchen. I stirred it gently, watching the bubbles. I’d added just enough herbs, a touch of spice, a splash of lemon for brightness. Something made with motherly love and affection for my “family". Something his wife would never do and since I was cursed to be in this body, I'll have to fix things. This house is so cold… reeking of hatred.Behind me, I heard the familiar shuffle of heavy slippers and the exaggerated wheeze of disdain.Nanny Greta.I'm not ready for her, right now.The woman who had raised Madden and then tried—poorly—to raise his daughter. The woman who adored Egi like a treasure and barely hid the loathing she felt every time she looked at me.Well—Isadora. If she knew me as Calla, she'd have loved me. No one would've hated me.
BURIED AS HIS LOVE, REBORN AS HIS CURSE. Banned.
Calla's POVThe moment the principal left the office, I felt his rage. The shift in the air was suffocating. He was like a thunderstorm had walked in wearing an expensive watch and a bad mood.Madden’s arms crossed as he turned toward me, his jaw ticking like he was grinding teeth into diamonds.I sat neatly in the chair, legs crossed, hands folded in my lap, channeling every ounce of Stepford-wife energy I could muster. Very un-Isadora. Very un– witch.He narrowed his eyes “Okay,” he said finally, slowly. “What the hell is this?”I blinked up at him, innocently .“What’s what?”He motioned vaguely at my outfit, like my blouse had personally insulted his ancestors. “This. The Disney princess getup. The soft hair. The—” He pointed accusingly at my arm. “Minimal tattoos. Who the hell are you right now?”I smoothed my blouse and looked down at the rose inked on my shoulder.. “You noticed the rose. Cute.”“Answer the question.”I leaned back. “Why does it bother you so much? That I look… d
BURIED AS HIS LOVE, REBORN AS HIS CURSE. What Happened To Her?
Madden's POV"...no, Bernard, I don’t care if they want fifty-one percent. They’re not getting it." I spoke into the phone with the calm precision of a man holding a loaded gun behind his back. But my fury was simmering.The water in the sink was still running, steam curling up the mirror. I wasn’t even dressed yet, my shirt unbuttoned, hair a mess. But the investors kept pushing, like I didn’t just rebuild their precious empire from the ash heap that I turned into an empire. “Tell them it’s forty-five or the deal’s off. I’ll go direct-to-market and drown them in our next quarter.” “Understood.” Bernard replied solemnly, knowing very well that no one's changing my mind.I stared at myself in the mirror. My eyes were cold with sleepless shadows under them. A man who’d clawed his way to power and now stood shaking from one kiss he never should’ve given. That kiss was my undoing. I couldn't control myself, neither could I stop the thoughts that were ravaging and tormenting my mind.W
BURIED AS HIS LOVE, REBORN AS HIS CURSE. Rage-filled Kiss.
Calla's POV:We drove off into the night with the windows down, the wind tousling my hair, and music humming low from the speakers. It was some old love song that made my heart ache just a little. The streetlights blurred past like golden streaks, and for the first time in a long time, I felt... light. We stopped by a roadside stand selling that creamy night yogurt—sweet, chilled, with a tangy kick. We got out and he ordered two cups and handed me one with a lopsided grin.."This," he said, "was my wife’s favorite. She used to drag me out at midnight just for this nonsense. Women! You're an intriguing specie. She'd do a lot of funny shits to get us to go out together.”My breath caught. He said it so casually, like he wasn’t talking about a woman he’d once loved.I didn’t know what to say, so I stuck a spoonful in my mouth and moaned dramatically. “Mmm. Worth the drag.”He laughed, slightly amused. “Don’t get cocky. You’ve got yogurt on your nose.”“Do I?” I blinked innocently and le
BURIED AS HIS LOVE, REBORN AS HIS CURSE. The Man At The Hotel.
Calla's POV:The cold rain hit me like a slap the moment the doors burst open and I shivered in fright. This is the second time I'm genuinely scared.“Get out!” Madden’s hand clenched around my arm like a vice. His suit was soaked, darkening by the second, but he didn’t care. His rage had drowned out everything else even his reasoning.I stumbled as he yanked me down the steps, my bare feet sliding in the slick mud gathering at the base of the stone path. My robe, loose from earlier when I was trying to make Egi laugh, clung to me like second skin now. My hair that was once braided and pinned was now a matted, dripping mess down my back.“Madden, please—” I gasped, nearly tripping. “Let me explain—she’s not telling the truth— I didn't do anything to her!” “She’s a child!” he snapped, shoving me so hard I landed in the puddle near the rose hedges. The cold water slapped against my thighs and I choked on the wet earth, coughing. Shit! “A child you traumatized!” he barked. “A child w
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