All Chapters of THE COLD-HEARTED CEO'S REBORN LOVER : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

105 Chapters

Chapter 1: Shards of Pain

“Why am I tied up? Why can’t I see anything?” Cleopatra's voice trembled, raw and ragged. “How do I get this blindfold off? Where… where the hell am I?” Her hands struggled uselessly against the bindings as Darkness pressed in from every side. Gradually panic clawed its way up her throat, and her heart raced as if trying to escape her chest. Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap! Footsteps scraped closer to the car. Cleopatra froze, every muscle tensing the moment the doors swung open. Two figures slid inside, one claiming the driver’s seat, the other perching beside him with a taut. “What the hell are you talking about? Guinevere’s voice echoed sharply through the space. “This wasn’t our agreement!” “Since when do you give orders?” Anthony said calmly, “Without me, you wouldn’t have accomplished anything.” His gaze slowly hardened. “Stop being ungrateful and remember your place.” Guinevere gritted her teeth before speaking. “Still, if I hadn’t tricked her into meeting me, you wouldn’t have thi

Chapter 2: At the Edge of the Abyss

Instantly, Guinevere scurried away. Anthony dropped to his knees, crawling toward the narrow passage with speed by the time he got to the opening. He tried to squeeze through, but the hole was far too small. “Fucking stupid hole.” Frustration flared in his chest, sharp and hot, and with a growl, he turned back. By the time he reached the car, the rain had finally ceased, leaving the world slick and glistening under the dim light. He slid into the driver’s seat, the engine’s hum a low growl in the quiet night. “Ahhh—blood!” Guinevere shrieked, the scream ripping from her throat. Anthony’s eyes darted across the scene, his hands trembling as he inspected every detail. “It’s not mine,” he muttered. “It’s hers; she must have gone through that weep hole.” He bit the inside of his jaw. “We need to find her. Now!” “Not through that weep hole!” she protested. “It’s too dangerous.” “We’ll find another way,” he said, jaw clenched, eyes blazing with unwavering resolve. “I won’t let h

Chapter 3: Reborn To Rewrite Fate

Cleopatra’s consciousness returned slowly, shrouded in fog. Disoriented, her body felt broken, and a deep terror settled in her chest as distant music drifted in, making it seem as if she had been dragged back into a world that no longer felt real. Her eyes snapped open. She gasped. “Hng!” Coughing as though she had surfaced from deep water. Nausea twisted her stomach, and panic flooded her chest before her gaze lingered at the familiar surroundings. Her gaze drifted on a neatly folded uniform resting on the bench. Suddenly, a young lady grabbed her by the shoulders. A familiar face loomed before her, lips moving as if to soothe her, but no words reached Cleopatra. Her mind spun wildly, desperate to make sense of what was happening. ‘Wait… This is the Atelier Club…?’ Her voice shook as she forced the words past her dry lips. “H-How…vHow am I not underwater? She stammered, “Didn’t I die?” “Die?” The young lady repeated. “Cleopatra, it's me, Ana. Why will you be dead?” Cleopat

Chapter 4: The Man I Came Back For

The morning golden sunlight bathed the room in soft glows. Cleopatra rummaged through her wardrobe, pulling out outfit after outfit, but none of them felt right. “I can’t wear any of this,” she muttered, hands planted on her waist as she stared at the clothes scattered across the floor. “I’ll stop by the department store and pick up something better after I finish work.” A slow smile spread across her lips. “This time, I’ll come to you, Calvin.” She whispered softly. “Just wait for me.” Without a second thought, she grabbed her bag and dashed out, racing toward work. As she arrived at the gates of the Atelier, she hurried past as every worker moved with eerie precision, every motion sharp and perfect, as though an unseen force were directing them. She entered the club building and made her way toward the changing room. The instant she pushed the door open, she froze. A flicker of wonder passed through her chest as she scoffed quietly. “What's all this buzz?” Inside, voic

Chapter 5: In My Domain, He's Mine

She knew Calvin had every reason to treat her coldly. After all, she had inflicted pain by pushing him away and letting Anthony take her choice. “I know I was too foul-mouthed with you and with Anthony—” The mere mention of Anthony sent fire through every fiber of his being, and he stopped her mid-sentence. “Don’t you dare speak his name in front of me! His voice dripped with fury. “Do you miss him so much that you have to say it right in my face?!” His hand clasped hers with a force that made her heart skip. His jaw clenched, eyes burning like fire, and every fiber of his being radiated tension at the sound of that name. She froze for a moment, then lightly patted his hand, her voice trembling. “No… no, I didn’t mean it that way,” she whispered, a soft sigh escaping her lips. “We… we didn’t even—” Suddenly, the door flew open, and Smith rushed in, cutting through the chaos outside. Every pair of eyes instantly turned toward him. “Sir, Miss Guinevere is here; she insists on b

Chapter 6: When Secrets Strike Like Lightning

Mother and daughter sat elegantly across from one another on plush velvet chairs while staff surrounded them with racks of expensive clothing. The atmosphere around Emilia alone was intimidating. She rolled her eyes at the staff members. “What's that fool doing?” Every gesture she made carried arrogance and authority. She hissed and turned towards Guinevere. “How are your modeling jobs going lately?” Emilia asked casually while inspecting a dress with visible disdain. “Any trouble on set?” Guinevere scoffed bitterly. “Nothing’s changed. I’m still stuck at the bottom.” Her irritation was obvious. “I swear that useless manager of mine can’t do anything right. She still hasn’t managed to get Calvin’s attention on me.” Emilia finally glanced at her daughter properly. “That reminds me…” she murmured thoughtfully. “I saw Calvin on television recently.” A flicker of approval crossed her sharp features. “That man is extraordinary, handsome, capable, and influential.” Her eyes n

Chapter 7: The Heart Beneath His Ice

Cleopatra stepped out of the taxi, her heels clicking softly against the pavement as the towering headquarters of INK Model rose before her. She lifted her gaze, and her breath caught. The skyscraper pierced the heavens, its sleek obsidian glass reflecting the golden sunlight in fractured waves. For a long moment, she simply stood there, frozen beneath its shadow. “It's so beautiful,” she muttered, “it took me a long time to come here.” She retrieved her phone from a bag and dialed Katie's numbers. “Hello,” she paused, listening, “okay.” She ended the call; she inhaled deeply before walking towards the entrance. The scent of expensive perfume lingered in the air as she walked across the lobby. People moved with purpose. Models, executives, designers, and dreamers. Suddenly the atmosphere shifted; heads turned instinctively. Conversations faltered. “She’s gorgeous…” “Wait… who is she?” “Is she debuting under INK?” “Her proportions are insane.” “That face—” Whispers sprea

Chapter 8: Dangerous Desires

In 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

Chapter 9: Not the Woman You Owned

The weekend had arrived once more, and Ana was in full swing, relentlessly grilling Cleopatra about why she had splurged on an entire set of beauty products. Her barrage of questions, sharp and unyielding, came to an abrupt halt the moment the door swung open. Mrs. Rosetta stepped inside, her presence commanding enough to silence the room instantly.Mrs. Rosetta’s gaze softened, pity flickering in her eyes as they landed on Cleopatra. She hesitated for a heartbeat, the silence stretching just long enough to make the moment heavy. Then, her voice broke through gentle, almost hesitant. “Mr. Anthony is here.”Cleopatra understood immediately the weight of those words. She had been claimed exclusively by Anthony, forced, branded, and reduced to a possession in a past life but she was no longer a passive figure in his narrative. Beneath her composed exterior, a calculated fury simmered, precise and unrelenting. She excused herself with quiet poise, moving with deliberate grace as she prepa

Chapter 10: The Unforgivable

“Baby,” Cleopatra muttered under her breath, fury simmering through every fiber of her being.“How dare you?” she shouted, her voice sharp with restrained rage.“I… I apologize,” Anthony murmured, his voice subdued and unsteady. “If calling you baby displeased you, it was never my intention.”His gaze lowered, lashes casting faint shadows as his eyes drooped, the apology weighted with quiet remorse and unspoken restraint.The word struck her like a thunderclap, reverberating deep in her chest. Anthony, someone who had never once offered an apology, now spoke with an ease that felt almost alien, his fingers brushing lightly against her arms as he guided her to sit. The warmth of his presence lingered, slow and deliberate, as he settled beside her, close enough that she could feel the steady pulse of his heartbeat.“What is this?” she spat, suspicion lacing every word. “Why are you suddenly acting nice?”“I know I hurt you the last time we saw each other,” he murmured, his voice low, he

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