Todos os capítulos de Reborn as His Well-Behaved Temptation: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 8

It was late at night in Koma, and the air smelled of salt from the sea.Cesare pinned me into the corner of the wall in front of the angel statue. The cold muzzle of a Beretta was pressed hard against my chin."How dare you use God as an excuse to avoid me, Rene Santoro?" he accused.He reeked of alcohol, and there were dark, dried bloodstains on his shirt. I did not know whose blood it was, only that it came from the raid he led on the Blue Note gang earlier that night.I had screamed in fear at that demonic version of him in my past life. I cried and cursed him as a monster. In return, he broke my leg himself and locked me in a basement, forcing me to fight vicious dogs for food.I looked straight into his eyes that were menacingly red. I did not pull away in this life. Instead, I pushed my chin closer to the gun.I sneered and slid my soft fingers into his shirt."It hurts, Cesare," I said.My voice was sweet and soft, almost tempting, mixed with restrained and shallow breat

I developed a high fever on the first night back at the manor.My stomach hurt so badly that I curled into a ball.Cold sweat soaked the bedsheets. I gasped for air like a dying fish, and I struggled to breathe.I wanted to live.I called Cesare. It was the backup phone he had specifically left for me.The phone rang for a long time before someone answered. Deafening heavy metal music blasted on the other end, though.I could hear Winter's excited squeals."Who is this?" snapped Cesare impatiently."Cesare, I'm sick… Save me…" I groaned.My voice was so weak, it was almost inaudible. Every word felt like it tore my lungs apart."Don't ruin the mood if you're not dead," he sneered. "Winter is playing death roulette right now. Are you trying to curse me to lose by calling me at a time like this?" he added.The call was cut off without mercy.I forced myself to get up. I planned to go to the medicine room to find some antibiotics.The door was pushed open from the outside.W

Wade did not push me away.Instead, he bent down and lifted me up with one hand. Then, he casually threw me onto the bed that symbolized absolute power.The drugs and high fever had almost taken away my reason.I desperately searched for a bit of coolness.His suit shirt felt cool. I wrapped myself tightly around his neck like a vine.He gripped my chin hard and forced me to look straight into his eyes."Do you know who I am?" he asked.I whispered in a daze, "Don…"That forbidden title shattered the cold restraint in his eyes.Cesare was pounding on the door like a madman outside."Get out here now, Rene!"How dare you touch my woman? Whoever is in there is so dead!" he yelled.It was clear that Cesare still had no idea who owned the room.Wade laughed coldly, ignoring the yelling outside.He leaned down instead, moving with a madness that seemed ready to destroy everything.He listened to Cesare that night, the curses grew more frantic while Wade left unforgettable mar

Cesare made one last desperate gamble. He colluded with Mylanese drug lords and meticulously planned an ambush against Wade.He believed that he could replace Wade and seize total control of Cecile if he could take him out. He intended to use that as leverage to force me into submission, to break me and claim me as his own.What he never imagined was that the man he trusted most at his side–who he believed was fiercely loyal, the one he thought would shield him from bullets–was the very person I had saved in my past life. He was also the mole Wade had planted in Cesare's circle years ago.It was the day of the deal, at an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of Cecile, when flames roared into the sky and gunfire thundered without pause.Cesare led all his elite forces straight into the warzone.He had a triumphant smile, so sure that everything was under his control and that victory was within reach.However, when he turned, ready to issue the final order and wipe out the opponen