All Chapters of REBORN INTACT: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

JELENAEven though I am currently going through the motions with work, my mind hasn't been able to get off my dream, something keeps probing at the back of my brain, like I am forgetting something or missing something.I can't shake the feeling that there is a piece of the puzzle right in front of me, and somehow, I am failing to see it, I didn't get a glimpse of Esther's face in the dream, but I can remember that voice anywhere.The moment I hear it again, I know I will recognize it but what keeps me on edge the most, however, is the presence of the man lying in her lap.Who was he?And why was there so much blood?I keep going back to the same question.Could that have been Calhoun?My fingers pause over the papers in front of me, the thought makes my stomach twist.Did Valerie steal him from her?I immediately shake my head ‘cause that sounds ridiculous but then again, what about this entire situation isn't ridiculous?From their conversation, Esther and Valerie seem closer than tw

JELENAThe wealth of this man shouldn't come as a shock to me anymore at this point, but oh my God, I can't help it, a private jet and he is a licensed pilot.What more does this man have up his sleeves?I stare at the aircraft around me, trying to take everything in. Everything about it screams luxury, from the leather seats to the polished controls, the quiet elegance of the interior, and the fact that there isn't another person in sight.Just him and me and apparently, we're flying ourselves to Las Vegas.I glance toward Calhoun, who seems completely unaffected by the fact that he is about to fly a private aircraft as though this is something he does every other day.Of course it is.Why wouldn't it be?The man has everything, money, power, terrifying level of confidence and now I find out he can fly a plane too.I feel his fingers around my wrist before I even realize he's still holding it, my gaze drops to where his hand is wrapped around me, and for some strange reason, my entir

JELENAStepping out of the room, I find the guards already waiting outside.The moment they see me, some fall into step behind me while others move ahead, clearing the way as we make our way toward the venue.I don't know why, but I have this serious urge that something is about to happen tonight.Something even though I can't quite put my finger on it and yet, at the same time, I feel this strange, giddy energy bubbling inside me.It makes no sense, my instincts are warning me while another part of me feels almost excited about whatever the night has in store, maybe I am just looking forward to finally seeing Aaron or maybe I am simply curious about what Calhoun knows either way, I don't have time to overthink it.We take a small cab to the venue.Technically, it is within the same property, but the place is so enormous that the venue is still miles away from our room, the closer we get, the louder the music becomes.Soft music filters through the walls, accompanied by the faint hum

JELENAStepping out of the restroom, the cool evening breeze touches my skin, and goosebumps immediately break out across my arms.I take a slow breath.I can't give away my shock right now, Jelena.I can't.Aaron doesn't know I'm not Valerie, so I have to handle this exactly the way Valerie would.Whatever that means.I force my expression to remain calm as I walk farther out onto the rooftop.The music from the event is barely audible from up here, muffled by the distance and the walls surrounding us. The lights from the city stretch endlessly ahead, but I barely notice them.My attention is on the man standing at the railing.I see his shadow cast across the ground before I see him clearly.I follow it.And then his scent reaches me.For a moment, nostalgia hits me so hard that I almost stop walking.I know this scent.I remember him from my wedding day.But I wasn't myself that day.I was already gone.And now, as I walk toward him, the reality hits me all over again.This bastard

JELENAWe have been back home for less than three hours, and finally being in my room makes me realize just how much I have missed these four walls.Because yooo, I'm exhausted.I don't think I have ever been this happy to see my own bed.The entire trip to Las Vegas feels like it happened in a blur, between the event, Aaron, Esther, Calhoun, the rooftop, and everything else that happened within those few hours, my mind is still trying to process everything and now that I'm finally home, my body seems to remember that it is tired.Feeling jet-lagged, I'm just happy that it is evening and the time difference won't affect me much. At least I can sleep without having to fight against my body's natural clock too much.Sitting on the edge of the bed, I watch as the sun sets outside my window, leaving a dreamy, dewy view behind in my room, the soft light spills through the curtains, painting everything in a warm glow, and for a few seconds, all I can do is stare.It is peaceful.After every