All Chapters of TIME TO FALL IN LOVE: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

[The Waltz of the Damned]The old Lu-Sheng Manor sat atop the city’s highest hill like a sleeping predator. Once a symbol of the Architect’s rigid, iron-fisted rule, it had been reimagined by Minny into a temple of light and glass. But tonight, for the Midnight Masquerade, the lights were dimmed to a haunting violet hue. Fog machines breathed artificial mist across the marble floors, and the guests—the elite, the corrupt, and the beautiful—moved through the halls like colorful wraiths, their faces hidden behind masks of gold, feathers, and bone.Panni stepped out of the matte-black SUV, the silver silk of her gown shimmering under the moonlight. The dress was heavy with crystals, a cold armor that clicked softly against the pavement. Beside her, Julian Vane adjusted his own mask—a sleek, featureles

[The Archive of Forgotten Sins]The air in the city’s underground archives was thick with the scent of damp paper and the cold, metallic tang of deep-vault security. These were the catacombs of the elite, located six floors beneath the municipal library, where the births, deaths, and "arrangements" of the city’s most powerful families were kept away from the light of public record. There were no digital footprints here; the Architect had known that anything stored on a server could be hacked. Only ink and parchment held the true weight of a bloodline’s sins.Jinyan moved through the shadows with the silence of a man who had spent months hunting in the mountains. He was no longer the bruised man thrown into a van; Annie’s "extraction team" had met him at the first intersection. Now, he wore a tactical black suit that seemed to swallow the dim emergency lighting. His face was a grim mask of determination, the "Gardener" persona stripped away to reveal the cold, calculating prince he had

[The Subterranean Pulse]The fall from the balcony was not a graceful descent; it was a chaotic plunge through the freezing mountain air, ending in the icy, unforgiving waters of the manor’s ornamental lake. The impact knocked the breath from Panni’s lungs, the silver silk of her gown instantly turning into a leaden anchor that dragged her toward the dark silt of the bottom.Above them, the Lu-Sheng Manor groaned. A muffled crump of an explosion rippled through the water, followed by a shower of sparks and burning debris that hissed as it hit the surface. Minny’s "self-destruct" protocol was tearing the palace of glass apart, burying the evidence of her ascension.Jinyan’s hands, strong and calloused, found Panni in the murk. He kicked upward with a primal strength, breaking the surface just as a second explosion sent a plume of violet flame into the night sky. Panni coughed, gasping for air that tasted of smoke and chemical fire."Keep your head down!" Jinyan hissed, his voice a jagg

…continuationThe High-Stakes Dialogue: The Three-Way WarThe door to the room exploded inward. A concussion grenade sent Panni reeling. Through the ringing in her ears, she saw the silhouette of a woman standing in the doorway, framed by the red emergency lights.Minny.She wasn't wearing a mask. She didn't need one. Her face was a mask of cold, absolute certainty. Behind her were four men, their red-dot lasers dancing across the room."Dr. Thorne," Minny said, her voice a calm, executive purr. "You’ve always had a problem with talking too much.""Minny, stop!" Jinyan shouted, his gun leveled at her heart. "It’s over. We have the files. We have the witness.""You have an

..continuationThe Shadow Ledger.Panni reached for it, her hands trembling. As she opened the first page, she didn't find bank accounts. She found a letter, written in the Architect’s sharp, jagged script."To the one who finds this: You have survived the game. Whether you are the Lu or the Panni, you are now the keeper of the lie. The 'Third Twin' was never about blood. It was about the choice. Blood is a suggestion. Power is an act of will.""He’s mocking us," Panni whispered. "Even from the grave.""Read the next page," Jinyan said, his eyes scanning the room for any sign of a trap.Panni turned the page. Her eyes widened. "Jinyan... look at this. The 'Ancestral Clause'... it’s not fo