Se connecterIn an instant, Smith darted from the room, leaving only a ripple of disturbance in his wake. Immediately, Calvin shrugged off his suit jacket and draped it over Cleopatra’s shoulders, forcing himself to look away. His chest rose and fell unevenly, a storm of emotions roiling beneath the surface, threatening to spill over, yet he clenched his jaw, holding himself in check.Her gaze, unyielding, lingered on him, taking in the way he struggled to maintain composure like a true gentleman. A slow, knowing smile curved her lips as her hands reached out, cupping his face, her thumbs brushing lightly against his cheeks.The warmth of her touch seeped into him, softening the tautness in his chest for a fleeting, dangerous moment.But the surge of emotions was relentless. He acted instinctively, gripping her hand to stop her movement. Their eyes locked, and the air between them crackled with unspoken desire and restrained intensity.“Why are you in lingerie?” His voice snapped, sharp and urgen
Cleopatra stepped out of the taxi, slowly lifting her head as her breath caught at the sight of the towering INK Model skyscraper before her. Gleaming beneath the sky, its exotic design and flawless structure seemed to embody both elegance and ambition. For a moment, she simply stood there, mesmerized by its sheer grandeur.Drawing a deep breath, she dialed Katie. After a brief conversation, she ended the call, fingers trembling, she stepped inside and was struck by the lobby’s elegance. Polished floors gleamed, casting dancing reflections, while the air seemed to hum with quiet sophistication, as if the building itself radiated ambition.When she reached the atrium, her fingers brushed the back of a sofa. Katie spotted her across the room and hurried over without hesitation.“Hi, girl! Oh my God, you look absolutely stunning,” Katie exclaimed, her eyes lighting up.“Thank you,” Cleopatra replied, still in awe as she gestured around her. “I can’t believe the INK Model is this beautifu
A week later, Cleopatra jolted awake by a message from Katie, summoning her to the INK Model Company. She rose at once and freshened up. Midway through breakfast, her gaze drifted to the wardrobe she had already inspected; nothing inside would truly make her shine.Once she finished her meal, she rose from the table and neatly cleared away her plate before stepping outside. She headed toward a nearby department store renowned for its collection of designer wear, her strides purposeful as a quiet resolve settled in her chest.“Good morning, ma’am. How may I assist you?” one of the attendants asked, dressed in a crisp uniform as he ushered her inside.“What’s your style? We can help you achieve the perfect look,” the staff member added, his tone warm and inviting.“Hmm…” Cleopatra replied after a brief pause. “I’ll go with a short, sexy gown.”“Right this way, ma’am,” he said, leading her forward with a polite, guiding gesture.Cleopatra moved through the racks alongside the staff, her
‘Cal…’ he muttered under his breath, and memories he hadn’t dared touch in years surged forward, crashing over him like a river long buried, carrying the ache, the warmth, and the weight of a past he thought he had lost.”“What else can I serve you?” she asked again, a small smile curling at the corners of her lips.Calvin was both surprised and confused by her sudden change. His eyes stayed fixed on her as she spoke, this was not the same aura she had carried six years ago before they had parted.Simultaneously, Cleopatra picked a crimson grape and held it out to him, her fingers brushing delicately against his, inviting him to take it from her.“Try this crimson grape,” she said, holding it out. “It’s healthy and will give you a boost of energy.”In an instant, Calvin seized her hand, halting her attempt to feed him the grape.“What is this?!” he demanded, his tone so cold it seemed to slice through the room. “Are you merely doing your job, or messing with me?!”“I’m merely serving
“Now that’s the spirit, girl!” she exclaimed, her voice alive with excitement. “Getting into the spotlight won’t be easy. Start with backstage work for now, while I comb through potential brands. Securing even a few good ones will give your debut a real edge.”“Okay thanks Katie” Moments later, Cleopatra hugged Katie tightly before reluctantly letting go, their whispered goodbyes laden with unspoken words.At 10 pm, Cleopatra retired from her work and rushed back to her apartment. Pausing at the keypad, doubt flickered would the old password still work?She entered the code.The door unlocked.Stepping inside, she froze. Nothing had changed. Nostalgia hit her all at once, followed by a sudden, chilling realization.‘If I’ve truly been reborn… then I have the upper hand,’ she mused, her eyes widening with realization. ‘My life has been reset. If I can foresee every pattern, I can defy the fate that once shattered me.’“Holy moly!” she gasped, her breath catching. “I can rebuild my ca
Guinevere staggered to her feet, her chest heaving as ragged breaths tore in and out of her lungs. “Why are you just standing there?!” she barked, her voice sharp and frantic. “Go catch her!”Cleopatra moved back again, but loose rocks tumbled into the sea below, forcing her to steady herself immediately.“No, don’t move!” Anthony cried, fear flooding his eyes. “Please… please come back!”“You crazy fuck!” Guinevere screamed, grabbing his shirt. “Why are you telling her to come back? Just let her fall!”The moment that word left Guinevere’s mouth, rage flared within him. With a sharp shove, Anthony sent her tumbling to the ground.“Shut up!” he cut in sharply.“I can’t lose her,” he snarled. “I own her. She’s mine!”It dawned on both Cleopatra and Guinevere then, losing Cleopatra was a chink in Anthony’s otherwise impenetrable armor.“You’re terrified of losing control because domination is all you crave, not love,” Guinevere sneered. “You truly are pathetic. This is not love!”Cleopa







