All Chapters of THE COLD-HEARTED CEO'S REBORN LOVER : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Calvin lifted a brow, his expression calm and distant, as though nothing in the world could disturb the cold, polished surface of his composure.“Did you review the contract before signing?” he asked evenly, voice smooth and controlled. “Or did that sly fox slip something questionable past you?”The question landed like a quiet, precise strike.In that instant, Cleopatra’s instincts flared awake.She knew what was coming.Any moment now, Calvin would summon Katie to his office swift, decisive, unavoidable. There would be no resistance, no delay. She had always been aware of the invisible authority that followed him, the silent privilege woven into his every movement.But that had never been why she approached him.Her purpose had been fragile, careful, almost reverent. She had only wanted to draw his attention gently, without witnesses, without disturbance. Yet fate seemed determined to pull others into the orbit surrounding him.“I… I read it,” she said, lifting her chin slightly, fo

Unable to restrain himself any longer, something primal within Calvin broke free.His fingers claimed the nape of Cleopatra’s neck in one heated glide, warm, steady, possessive drawing her inexorably closer until the last fragile inch between them vanished. He lowered his head and sealed his mouth to hers in a slow, deliberate press, lingering through several thunderous heartbeats so she could feel the plush heat of his lips molding perfectly to the shape of hers.Then he parted her lips with the barest graze of teeth, capturing her plump lower one and drawing it deep into the wet velvet of his mouth slow, luxurious suction that made the tender flesh swell and pulse against his tongue. He released it with a soft, wet sound, only to lift his gaze and lock eyes with hers; dark molten hunger meeting her wide, glassy surrender.The world narrowed to silence and heat.Calvin moved again, lips closing over her upper one this time tongue tracing the sensitive inner curve before sucking it de

“Hm, this must not have happened to someone else,” Ana said, her eyebrows twitching slightly as curiosity flickered in her gaze.“I didn’t say it was me,” Cleopatra shot back instantly, her fingers curling nervously around her knees as a faint flush spread across her cheeks.Ana’s grin widened, sharp and teasing, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Oh, come on. I know it’s you, just look at the way you’re fidgeting. It’s written all over you.”Cleopatra’s heart skipped a beat. She wanted to argue, to deny it, but every small movement betrayed her. The shift of her hands, the quick glance away, the subtle bite of her lower lip Ana was reading her like an open book, and there was nothing she could do to hide it.In that split second, Ana’s hand rested lightly on Cleopatra’s.“It’s okay to fall in love,” Ana murmured, her voice soft but certain. “No matter how careful we try to be, the heart doesn’t listen. But promise me this, don't let yourself get carried away. Mr. Calvin isn’t just an

Without warning, Joss burst through the office door.His footsteps struck the floor like urgent drumbeats chasing a rising storm.“Girls! Have you seen the news?” His voice was sharp, breathless with disbelief.“Yeah,” they answered in unison, their tones carrying a strange blend of amusement and reluctant resignation.Joss froze mid-step.The words hit him like a sudden blow.He had wanted to be the one to reveal the story to control the timing of the truth but the news had already escaped his grasp, moving faster than his carefully planned entrance.Frustration flickered across his face for a brief moment before vanishing beneath practiced composure.“The CEO is really the real deal. I’ve never seen him with a woman before, let alone having dinner with one,” he said, shock barely contained in his voice as he ran a hand through his hair.Then he straightened his shoulders, forcing calm back into his expression.“Come on. We need to go to the workshop. There are deliveries to sort im

Smith pushed the office door open and stepped aside.“Please,” he said softly, “you may go in, sir.Moonshine crossed the threshold.At first, there was only darkness thick, suffocating until a single dim light burned at the far end of the room. A sharp click followed, and another light flickered on, the sound echoing unnaturally in the silence.“Good evening, Mr. Calvin,” Moonshine greeted, his voice betraying him with a faint tremor.The fragile glow finally revealed Calvin’s face. His striking features emerged from the shadows, sharp and composed, his blue eyes glinting like distant stars cold, watchful, unreadable.“What award did you win again?” Calvin asked, his tone smooth, almost idle.“The International Photography Award,” Moonshine replied, swallowing hard.A pause stretched between them.“Good,” Calvin said at last. “How did you get it?”Moonshine stiffened.“Pardon?” he echoed, confusion flashing across his face as unease crept deeper into his chest.“Did you earn it throu