บททั้งหมดของ REBORN: My Second Life. I Became The Villianess: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

The quiet gave me a chance to breathe. For the first time in weeks, there were no emergency calls, no sudden threats on the horizon, and no hidden pieces waiting to trip us up. My father had claimed me publicly, the families were tied to us through an unbreakable alliance, and Carlton was safe and untouched, completely unaware of the massive storm we had managed around him.I walked over to the tall windows overlooking the back gardens, watching the wind rustle through the dark green trees. Dario stepped up behind me a moment later, wrapping his arms securely around my waist and pulling me back against his chest. He rested his chin on my shoulder, his warm breath brushing against my neck."What are you thinking about?" he murmured."Just thinking about how quiet it is," I whispered back, leaning my head against his shoulder."Enjoy it while it lasts," he replied, a faint, dark edge of amusement in his tone. "In two weeks, my mother is going to descend on this house with a thousand wed

I could see that he was still shaken up by the truth, the weight of the last twelve years crushing down on him all at once. I stood up from where I was sitting, walked over, and sat down right beside him on the couch. I reached out, taking his hand in both of mine, and squeezed it softly."I don't blame you," I said, keeping my voice gentle. "When I was sent away, I thought I did something wrong. I thought maybe I wasn't good enough, and that if I just tried harder, you would all finally see me and want me around. But now I realize that it wasn't that I wasn't good enough. It was that Nysa and Caroline made sure I was kept away, locked out on purpose."He looked down at our hands, his fingers trembling slightly before he slowly patted the back of my hand. "They lied to us both," he said, his voice thick with regret. "Even though you say you won't do anything, the Valteri family and your father won't let Nysa off the hook for this. You know how they operate." He let out a long, heavy s

I leaned my head back against the leather headrest, watching the manicured lawns blur past the tinted windows. I shifted my gaze toward the front, catching the eyes of the head of security in the passenger-side mirror."I want you or someone else to keep an eye on them," I said, my voice steady and cold. "Make sure they pack up and leave this city by the end of the week and make sure they don't reach out to a single soul before they go." I said.The man gave a sharp, professional nod in the mirror. "Yes, madam. Consider it handled." he replied. I looked back out the window, letting out a long, slow breath as the miles ticked by. The pieces were falling into place. Carlton knew the truth, my fake grandparents were packing their bags, and Nysa was sitting in a dark room with one day left before the final trap snapped shut.When our convoy finally turned up the winding drive of the Valteri estate, another black car was just pulling through the gates ahead of us. It was Dario. His car par

I stopped a few feet away, looking down at her with a calm, chilling smile. "Oh, my dear Nysa. Did you actually think kidnapping me would be easy? Did you really think you could hurt me?" I tilted my head, letting a mock-sympathetic look cross my face. "How sad. Tell me, did you have fun? Did they treat you well while you were with them?" I asked and I guess hearing those words, something in her snapped.With a wild, desperate cry, she jumped up off the floor and lunged straight at me, her hands clawing toward my face. I waited until she was right in front of me, I raised my hand and cracked the back of my palm straight across her cheek. The sharp crack of the slap echoed off the walls. The force of the blow knocked her sideways, sending her crashing back down onto the floor with a sharp cry of pain, clutching her burning cheek."You little bitch" she screamed, tears streaming down her bruised face as she glared up at me with pure with unadulterated venom. "Why? Why are you always be

We sat down in the chairs, and I went back to trying on dresses. Dress after dress got rejected because nothing caught my eye. Until I pulled on one specific gown and stepped out of the fitting room. The whole room went silent.It was a breathtaking white ballgown made of layers of delicate silk organza and subtle glitter tulle that caught the light with every move. The bodice was fitted with sheer corsetry and covered in intricate floral embroidery threaded with tiny silver crystals that sparkled softly. A dramatic sweetheart neckline framed my collarbones, and a cascading, chapel-length train pooled out behind me on the floor, paired with a long, sheer veil edged in matching lace. It made me look straight out of a royal fairytale.Elena covered her mouth with her hand the second she saw me standing there, her eyes going wide. Grandmother actually wiped a quick tear from her corner of her eye, while Ella and Bianca just stared at me with huge grins.I looked down at myself, "I think