All Chapters of REBORN: My Second Life. I Became The Villianess: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I didn't put her down. I stepped out of the car carrying her in my arms, walking straight through the automatic sliding glass doors. The paparazzi and onlookers were staring, snapping photos that would undoubtedly make the morning papers, but I didn't give a damn.I walked straight up to the main reception desk and glared down at the terrified nurse. "Help her. Now," I roared.Before she could stammer a reply, the heavy ambulance doors outside swung open, and medical staff rushed through, wheeling Carlton in on a gurney, still unconscious and pale.The head ER doctor took one look at me standing in the lobby with thunder in my eyes, recognized me instantly, and bypassed triage entirely."Right this way, Mr. Valteri," the doctor said, leading us down a secure, private corridor away from the chaos.He ushered us into a private trauma suite, immediately grabbing supplies. As the doctor prepared the local anesthetic, I watched Nyxara's eyes dart toward the door, her chest tightening."My

I forced every ounce of my acting skills to the surface. I kept my face smooth, dropped my eyes slightly , and gave Elena a soft, obedient nod."Okay," I whispered, sounding like a sweet little angel who didn't have a malicious bone in her body.Elena’s smile turned radiant. "Good. And of course, once it's official, you'll pack your things and live with us." she said."Okay," I echoed again, playing emanating the part of the compliant pawn they thought they were scooping off the board.Elena finally patted my hand, gave Dario a sharp look of motherly approval, and turned on her heel, leaving us alone in the sun-drenched silence of the patio.I didn't say a single word to Dario. I didn't even look his way. I stood up on stiff legs, turned around, and walked right off the patio, heading straight back into the house. I needed to get to my room, lock the door, and process the fact that I had just accidentally agreed to marry the most dangerous man in the city because his mother pitched a

He appeared out of nowhere, his hand was light but firm on the small of my back, steering me right past his sisters and family toward the black car waiting at the very back of the drive.My father was standing by the front steps with Dario's parents, Vincenzo and Elena, and even Dario's grandmother. They all watched us walk over. The old woman gave me a warm, knowing nod."Go ahead, dear," Dario's grandmother said, her voice smooth and kind. "You two need to speak and get comfortable with each other."My dad nodded right along with her, completely on board with handing me over. "She's right, Nyxara. Go on." he said.Before I could say anything, Bianca and Ella stepped up and pulled me into a quick, genuine hug. "We'll see you soon," they whispered, both of them smiling like they knew a secret I was only just figuring out.Then Elena pulled me into a soft embrace, smelling like expensive perfume and calm confidence. "We'll see you tomorrow, darling." she whispered.I turned toward the

If they shipped Nysa off to some isolated estate in the countryside or sent her away to Europe, the game was over. I wouldn't get to watch her squirm. I wouldn't get to enjoy the slow, agonizing descent of her losing everything right in front of me, I wouldn't be able to get my revenge. I needed her to stay right here, where I could see her, where she could watch me take her crown piece by piece every single day.Without missing a beat, I stood up from my chair, walked across the room, and closed the distance between myself and my father. I reached out, gently grabbing his hand with both of mine, letting my eyes fill with soft, pleading tears."Dad... please, don't send my sister away," I whispered, my voice trembling with carefully manufactured emotion. "I'll leave. If my presence here is what's causing all this pain, I'll pack my bags and walk out right now." I whispered.I turned my head slightly, looking right at Nysa with a heavy, sorrowful expression. "I'm sorry, Nysa. I really

Nysa came running around the corner and hurled herself into the living room. Her nose was heavily bandaged from where I had broken it earlier, her hair was a tangled mess, and her eyes were wild with absolute terror and rage. She looked like a ghost dragged straight out of a nightmare."Stop it! Stop it right now!" he screamed, lunging across the room toward the coffee table trying to rip the marriage certificate up. Before she could take two steps toward the coffee table, my mother moved faster than I had ever seen her move. My mother gasped, lunging forward and wrapping her arms tightly around Nysa's waist, physically dragging her backward."Let me go, Mother! She’s stealing everything! Let me go!" Nysa shrieked, kicking and thrashing wildly as our struggled to hold her back, shouting for the household staff to help restrain her.Nobody else in the room flinched. The Valteris didn't even blink at the pathetic display. Vincenzo merely took a slow sip of his scotch, while Elena looke