All Chapters of Reborn to Seduce the Devil CEO : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Chapter 1: Dying With My Eyes Open

Evelyn's POV The smell of expensive perfume and cheap sweat filled the bedroom. It was a scent I would never forget. I stood at the door, my hand trembling as I held the doorknob. I had come home early to surprise my husband, Marcus, for our third anniversary. I was carrying a secret—a tiny, flickering heartbeat inside me. I was six weeks pregnant. But the surprise was on me. The bed groaned. I heard a woman’s moan—a sound so familiar it made my skin crawl. It wasn't just any woman. I knew that high-pitched, fake whimper. I pushed the door open. The sight broke my world. My husband, Marcus, was pinned against the headboard, and my younger sister, Sarah, was draped over him. Her blonde hair, the same color as mine, was spread across the pillows I had picked out. "Marcus, oh god, Marcus," Sarah gasped. Marcus looked up. His eyes met mine. There was no guilt. There was no horror. There was only annoyance. "Evelyn? You’re home early," he said, not even trying to pull away from my

Last Updated : 2025-07-28

Chapter 2: The Proposal and the Predator

Evelyn's POV The ballroom was humming with the sound of violins and the clinking of champagne glasses. Every influential person in the city was here, but my mind was elsewhere. I could still feel the heat on my ear where Cade Miller had whispered to me. Marcus was gripping my arm too tight. He was trying to act like he owned me, especially after Cade’s public display of interest. "Evelyn, pay attention," Marcus hissed. "The Chairman is looking this way. Smile." I looked at Marcus. In my past life, I would have smiled until my face ached just to make him happy. I would have played the perfect, quiet trophy wife. Not tonight. "My arm hurts, Marcus," I said clearly. "Let go." He looked shocked. "What?" "You’re squeezing me. Let go," I repeated. He loosened his grip, his eyes flashing with anger, but he forced a fake smile for the cameras. "Sorry, darling. I’m just excited for tonight." I saw Sarah standing a few feet away. She was pretending to talk to a group of socialites, but

Last Updated : 2025-07-28

Chapter 3: The King’s Bed

Evelyn's POV The interior of the limousine was dark, smelling of leather and Cade’s expensive cologne. Outside, the city lights blurred into long streaks of gold and white. Inside, the air was thick with a different kind of tension. Cade’s hand was heavy on my thigh. His skin was warm, and his grip was possessive. I sat on his lap, feeling the hard muscles of his legs beneath me. In my past life, I would have been terrified. I would have felt like a girl lost in a storm. But now, I felt like the storm itself. "You’re very quiet, Evelyn," Cade said. His voice was low, vibrating against my chest. "I’m thinking," I replied. I looked at his handsome face. He had a sharp jawline and eyes that seemed to see through everything. "About your ex-fiancé?" His thumb brushed against the skin of my inner thigh. It was a slow, deliberate movement. "No," I said firmly. "Marcus is nothing to me now. I’m thinking about what comes next." Cade leaned back, pulling me closer so my chest was pressed

Last Updated : 2025-07-28

Chapter 4: The Morning After

Evelyn's POV I woke up to the sound of a shower running. The sunlight was pouring through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Cade’s penthouse. For a second, I forgot where I was. I reached out to the other side of the bed, but the sheets were cold. Then, the memories of last night came flooding back. The gala. The rejection. The way Cade Miller had carried me to this bed and claimed me. I sat up, pulling the black silk sheets to my chest. My body felt different. There was a dull ache between my thighs that reminded me of how intense Cade had been. He wasn't like Marcus. Marcus was always quick and clumsy. Cade was like a machine—powerful, tireless, and focused entirely on my reaction. The bathroom door opened. Cade walked out with a white towel wrapped around his waist. Water droplets were still clinging to his tanned skin. His hair was wet and pushed back. He looked even more intimidating in the daylight. His muscles shifted under his skin as he walked toward the closet. He didn'

Last Updated : 2025-07-28

Chapter 5: The Escape

Evelyn's POV I threw my clothes into a suitcase with trembling hands. I didn't care about the expensive silk dresses or the jewelry my father had bought me to look like a perfect Vance. I only took what was mine. Every time I heard a muffled shout from downstairs, my heart hammered against my ribs. Marcus was still down there. Sarah was still down there. The two people who had stood over my dying body in another life were just a few feet away. I zipped the bag shut and dragged it toward the door. I took a deep breath, smoothing my hair. I had to look strong. If I showed a single crack, Marcus would try to crawl back in. I unlocked the door and stepped out onto the landing. "Evelyn!" Marcus was waiting at the top of the stairs. He looked like a cornered animal. His face was red, and he had a glass of scotch in his hand. He had clearly been drinking since I went upstairs. "Move, Marcus," I said, my voice cold and flat. "You think you’re so smart?" he hissed, stepping into my pat

Last Updated : 2025-08-01

Chapter 6: The Private Villa

Evelyn's POV The limousine drove away from the Vance mansion, leaving the shouting and the drama behind. I looked out the window, watching my old life disappear. I didn't feel sad. I felt a cold, sharp relief. I had survived the first confrontation. I had looked my killers in the eye and walked away. Cade’s hand was still on my thigh. His grip was firm, and his thumb was drawing small circles on my skin. The heat from his palm seeped through the silk of my dress. "You’re shaking," Cade said. "I'm not scared," I replied, turning to look at him. "I'm angry. I'm so angry that I let them treat me like that for so long." "Anger is good," Cade said. He pulled me closer until I was flush against his side. "Anger keeps you sharp. But you don't have to be angry alone anymore. I told you, I’m your weapon now." The car drove for thirty minutes, leaving the busy city center and heading toward the coast. We pulled up to a massive gate that opened automatically. Behind the gate was a long driv

Last Updated : 2025-08-05

Chapter 7: The Contract of the Queen

Evelyn’s POV I woke up the next morning feeling the weight of Cade’s heavy arm across my waist. The sun was hitting the glass walls of the villa, making the ocean look like a sheet of bright blue. My body felt sore in places I had forgotten existed, but it was a good kind of pain. It reminded me that I was alive, and that I wasn't alone in this fight. Cade was already awake. He was propped up on one elbow, watching me sleep. His dark hair was messy, and he had a slight shadow of a beard on his jaw. He looked less like a CEO and more like a man who had just claimed what belonged to him. "Good morning," he said. His voice was deep and scratchy from sleep. "Morning," I whispered. I tried to sit up, but he pulled me back down against his chest. His skin was hot against mine. "The news is already out," Cade said, reaching for his tablet on the nightstand. He handed it to me. I scrolled through the headlines. MARCUS KENSINGTON’S STOCK PLUMMETS AS VANCE HEIRESS MOVES INTO CADE M

Last Updated : 2025-08-07

Chapter 8: The Basement King

Evelyn's POV I straightened my blazer as the elevator doors opened. The boardroom was behind us, still smelling of Cade’s cologne and the metallic scent of Marcus’s fear. Cade walked beside me, his hand resting heavily on the small of my back. He looked perfectly composed, as if he hadn’t just reclaimed a company and a woman in the same hour. Sarah was waiting in the lobby. Her "innocent" pink dress was wrinkled, and her mascara was smudged. When she saw us, she lunged forward. "Evelyn! You have to stop this!" Sarah cried, reaching for my arm. Cade stepped in front of me. He didn’t say a word. He just looked at her. Sarah froze, her hand trembling in mid-air. "Move, Sarah," I said, stepping around Cade. "You’re blocking the exit." "You’re ruining everything!" she hissed, her voice cracking. "Dad is losing his mind. Marcus is… he’s in the basement! Do you have any idea how humiliating this is for us?" I tilted my head, feigning thought. "The basement? I thought he’d like it the

Last Updated : 2025-08-09

Chapter 9: The Price of a Daughter

Evelyn's POV The glass walls of the villa felt less like a shield and more like a stage. Outside, the moon hung low over the churning Atlantic. Inside, the air was brittle. My father, Robert Vance, sat on a white leather armchair, looking like a king who had realized his throne was made of cardboard. He didn't look at the view. He looked at me, then at the glass of 30-year-old scotch in his hand. Cade stood by the window, a silent shadow in a silk shirt. He wasn't participating. He was observing—like a wolf watching a cub find its teeth. "You look well, Evelyn," my father said. His voice was practiced. "A bit tired, perhaps. This... excitement... has clearly taken a toll." "I've never felt more awake, Dad," I said, sitting across from him. I didn't lean back. "What do you want?" "To bring you home. This 'alliance' with Miller is beneath you. It’s scandalous. It’s dangerous." "Scandalous is selling your daughter to a gambler to save a merger," I countered. "Dangerous is what happ

Last Updated : 2025-08-10

Chapter 10: The View from the Top

Evelyn's POV The CEO’s office at Vance Global smelled like old wood and my father’s fading relevance. I sat in his high-backed leather chair, looking at the city skyline. Five years ago—no, three days ago—I would have been terrified to even sit here. Now, it felt like the only place I belonged. The door burst open. I didn't even flinch. I knew that frantic, heavy footstep. Marcus charged in, looking like he’d spent the night in a dumpster. His suit was wrinkled, his eyes bloodshot. Behind him, Sarah hovered, her face pale and pinched. "You bitch!" Marcus roared, slamming his hands on the mahogany desk. "The bank froze my personal accounts. My car was towed this morning. What did you do?" I didn't look up from the tablet in my hand. "I didn't do anything, Marcus. The company did. Embezzlers usually lose their perks when they’re caught." "I didn't embezzle shit!" "The SEC disagrees," I said, finally meeting his gaze. My voice was like ice. "And so does the paper trail your father-

Last Updated : 2025-09-01

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