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Debt of the Dead

مؤلف: Cleo Atree
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-08-10 23:38:18

Cleopatra’s gaze flickered between them, tears threatening to spill.

“Mrs. Emilia… I’m sorry… I’ll be careful with my words…”

“What the hell are you still standing here for? Hop! Hop! Shoo! Shoo! Leave now!” Emilia barked.

With trembling hands, Cleopatra lifted her luggage. Anthony reached for her, but Emilia shook her head, voice firm despite the quiver.

“Anthony leave her be,” Emilia yelled.

And just like that, Cleopatra was out of the house. She sank onto the curb by the bus stand, her lugg
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    Red heels whispered against polished marble, slow, deliberate, impossible to ignore.Sabrina.She climbed the staircase like a scene unfolding in slow motion. The soft sway of her hips beneath cut-off blue denim. A navy tank top grazing just above her navel, revealing a smooth, confident silhouette. Every step carried intention. Every movement, a message.The mansion held its breath.At the top, the corridor stretched long and silent.Her fingers trailed along the banister, light, almost careless until they didn’t.They met resistance.Warm. Solid.Dangerous.Her touch lingered, sliding upward along a strong arm to the curve of a man’s neck.Xander.In one swift motion, he caught her wrist pulling her into him, closing the space between them like it never existed.Sunlight cut through the tall windows, catching on his grey jeans and dark sneakers, casting sharp shadows that only made him look more untouchable.His hand found her waist.Firm. Claiming.Her palm pressed against his bare

  • THE COLD-HEARTED CEO'S REBORN LOVER    Chapter 121: A Suite Too Perfect to Be Coincidence

    Cleopatra moved through the set, searching for her assigned seat, when a figure cut in front of her.“I’m taking this seat,” Sabrina said lightly, already settling in as though it were decided.Cleopatra paused. Xander stepped in, calm but firm.“You can’t take this seat. It’s assigned. Please follow the seating arrangement.”Sabrina’s jaw tightened. “Oh.”With a restrained expression, she rose and moved to the seat just behind them, her displeasure lingering in the air.Cleopatra finally settled into her place. Beside him, Xander shared the same seating row, his presence relaxed.“Thanks,” she said quietly.Xander gave a small shrug. “It’s nothing. You’re welcome.”Cleopatra adjusted her neck rest, leaning back against the chair with a quiet exhale.After a brief pause, Xander glanced at her. “Is this your first gig at Verenna?”“Yes,” she replied.He nodded slightly. “Oh, cool. Hope you’re not scared.”A faint silence followed before she answered honestly, “To be honest… I’m anxiou

  • THE COLD-HEARTED CEO'S REBORN LOVER    Home, If You Stay

    “Haa… let it go,” she muttered under her breath.Her expression stayed composed, too composed. Unreadable. As if every whispered rumor, every sidelong glance, slid off her like water off glass. She moved forward with measured steps, controlled, unbothered or so it seemed.But the whispers trailed her anyway.She halted abruptly.Her hand shot out, signaling an oncoming car to pass and in that same instant, a firm grip closed around her other wrist.Her head snapped sideways.Calvin.“Cal,” she exhaled, surprise flickering through her calm façade.His jaw tightened slightly, his sharp gaze locking onto hers. “Why didn’t you ask Arthur to drive you to the company? He’s literally there to attend to your needs.”Her brows softened, almost imperceptibly. “I didn’t want to trouble him.”Calvin scoffed lightly, stepping closer. “That’s what they’re paid for. Come. I’ll take you home.”“Home?” she repeated, voice quieter now.“Yes,” he said, gaze steady. Then, after a pause, his tone softened

  • THE COLD-HEARTED CEO'S REBORN LOVER    Between Guilt and Grace

    “It’s alright, Cleo,” Julia said gently, her voice steady and reassuring. She studied her for a brief moment, eyes perceptive, weighing every flicker of emotion before continuing.“It was your brain trying to protect you.”Her jaw tightened. “By doing nothing?”“By keeping you alive.”That hit differently.Cleopatra’s expression faltered for a split second.Julia’s voice softened, each word measured with quiet precision.“When we’re faced with overwhelming danger, the mind doesn’t always choose to fight… or to run,” she said gently. “Sometimes, it chooses to freeze. It isn’t a conscious decision—it’s your body protecting you in the only way it can. What follows is the guilt… the self-blame.”“No…” Cleopatra whispered, her voice trembling as she shook her head, more urgently this time. “No… it was my fault. I was the cause of everything… I should have never auditioned…”“You were a victim in that moment too.”“I wasn’t!” she snapped, louder now. “They were the ones who died!”Her voice

  • THE COLD-HEARTED CEO'S REBORN LOVER    Love, Guilt, and the Weight of the Past

    “No, all good,” she replied gently. “Just lay down with me.”Without hesitation, he did.His arm shifted slightly, careful not to disturb her as he settled in beside her warmth. “If you feel any pain… please tell me early,” he said softly, the worry in his tone impossible to hide.“I’m not,” she whispered, her voice calm as she rested her head against his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.“…Alright, Fairy,” he replied.But even as he said it, his fingers curled slowly into a fist, the quiet tension betraying the storm of concern he still held inside, unwilling to let go completely even in the comfort of having her safe in his arms.“Ain't going to eat, what will you like to have” Calvin asked No response.His eyes scanned her only to notice she had fallen asleep, a smile curling on his lips. “Sleeping beauty” he muttered to himself ***Cleopatra’s fingers swept across the bed cold sheets, untouched.Empty.Her eyes snapped open.“Cal…?” Her voice trembled int

  • THE COLD-HEARTED CEO'S REBORN LOVER    A Night Neither of Them Could Undo

    She suddenly spread her legs, placing her hands together above her head.“No… punish me,” Cleopatra replied, her voice trembling with a bold, provocative edge.His smirk deepened.He leaned forward, closing the distance between them with slow, deliberate control. His lips caught her shirt and lifted it just enough to expose her breasts, his gaze darkening as it took in every reaction she failed to hide.“Good…” he murmured. “So you’re prepared for me.” his mouth found her right n****e while his other hand groped the other left pink bud.“Ahhh” she whimpered heat surge through her body, her moan made his touch intense as his thumb continued teasing her pink bud so as his mouth sucking hungrily on the right n****eHer breath hitched.“Ahh… Cal… ahh Cal…”Trembling as she reached for him instinctively.“Kiss me… Cal… please, kiss me…”Heat surged through her body at his words and proximity, her thoughts scattering as his touch grew more consuming, more confident, pulling her deeper into

  • THE COLD-HEARTED CEO'S REBORN LOVER    Chapter 2: At the Edge of the Abyss

    Cleopatra dragged herself across the rain-soaked earth, mud and water clawing at her as her freezing clothes clung to her skin. Each movement tore a gasp from her throat, exhaustion crushing her with every inch she gained.She bit back the urge to cry out, forcing herself forward through sheer will

  • THE COLD-HEARTED CEO'S REBORN LOVER    Chapter 1: Shards of Pain

    “Why am I tied up? Why can’t I see anything? How do I get this blindfold off? Where… where the hell am I?” Cleopatra’s voice cracked, raw and ragged, her panic clawing its way up her throat. Darkness pressed in from every side, her hands struggled uselessly against the bindings, and her heart raced

  • THE COLD-HEARTED CEO'S REBORN LOVER    Chapter 7: Flames Behind Close Doors

    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, mesmeri

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    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 r

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