Semua Bab Reborn: A Devil’s Deal to Ruin My Ex-Husband: Bab 101 - Bab 110

The cabins were warm with laughter, accompanied by the crackles of fire. Some employees sat in a circle in the middle of the room where an empty bottle lay, ready to spin. Everyone…. except Antonio and Eloise. They sat at opposite ends, not looking at each other, not speaking, but the air between them was thick enough to taste. Even over the chatter, people could sense it. The tension between them. Two of the women exchanged quick glances, smirking like they'd stumbled into a private storm. Leo, who was sitting between them shifted awkwardly. He could clearly feel the heat from both sides. “ Alright! The game continues!” A man clapped his hands, then spun the bottle, “ Truth or dare, people. Don't chicken out!” It whirled and slowed…landing on Leo. The group chuckled. “ Truth or dare?” Leo smiled, “ Truth.” The men in the room booed him, expecting him to spice things up by choosing dare but they all laughed still. “ Alright…who here did you find the most attractive?” The man

| ITALY — LATER THAT NIGHT |The soft click of Laera's heels echoed against the hotel’s quiet corridor, Oliver walking by her side with his hands in his pocket.Neither of them spoke at first, but the heat from the dinner still lingered between them, as tangible as the faint scent of her perfume that kept drifting his way. Every now and then, his gaze flicked to her, and his chest raced each time.Soon, they arrived in front of her door. Laera reached for the key card in her clutch that he was holding but his fingers brushed hers before she could take it.“ Allow me,” he murmured.Her pulse stumbled. She stepped back as he slid the card, the lock giving a soft click. He pushed the door open, but didn’t move to leave.“You should rest,” he said, voice low, eyes fixed on her face.Laera’s throat felt dry. “I will.”She murmured but neither of them moved. They stared at each other till he took half a step forward, still holding her gaze.“ Laera…,” he called, almost like a warning and a

Eloise couldn't contain her joy, her face beamed as she watched Nadine’s pen dance over their deal file. She was so elated when Nadine told her that morning that they had won her time, and with the support of her employees who admired their will and determination.And of course, Nadine couldn't turn down their proposal after listening to them. It was so beneficial and was all about their needs without them having to compromise anything or cause discomfort for their workers.She shook hands with Eloise but refused to shake Antonio's.“ I'm signing the deal because of you, not this…,” Nadine eyed Antonio as she shook Eloise's hand.Eloise’s heart skipped. She's been avoiding Antonio since that morning and refusing to look at him, but she couldn't help but be curious about why Nadine had been frowning and glaring at him.“ Why?” She asked.Nadine didn't finish her statement; she just gritted her teeth, as she didn't even know what exactly to call him.“ Ask your sharp-mouthed boss.”Eloi

“ Can I bring myself to hurt Tamara?” Eloise questioned herself as her legs padded the tiled floor. Her mind dwelled on Dayse, Dayse's feelings, how she'd feel if she hurt her daughter, and seeing that Dayse wasn't going to believe whatever she says makes her feel conflicted on what to do.She's plotted her vengeance against Mason, which is currently in motion.Yet….Eloise groaned frustratedly. Like nothing was working, nothing was going as she'd want it to like everything was against her.But it wasn't the revenge against Tamara. In fact, it feels like thinking about revenge was an excuse. And the excuse doesn't seem to be working, the thoughts of Alisha and revenge don't seem to stop the thought that keeps creeping back in.The thoughts that clung to the back of her head were a miserable clip.It bothers her, it unsettles her. She remembered when she'd started telling Antonio that Leo didn't touch her, she knew that wasn't the normal her.That was the hidden her that didn't like ho

Antonio stood still, like he was lost in darkness. He felt the old weight press against his chest. The same weight he'd carried for years, the kind that hollowed his ribs and every breath into a reminder. He had learned long ago that silence was safer than truth. If he stayed calm, if he stayed unreadable, then maybe the cracks in his world wouldn't show. Maybe Zade wouldn't know what it feels like to be shattered. Even when Zade kept pushing earlier, he couldn't dare to speak. But every accusation was a reminder of the promises he had failed to keep. To protect their mother, to shield his brother. Antonio’s chest tightened, not out of anger, but out of grief, and guilt of knowing he could never give Zade the answers he wanted. Maybe what Zade believes right now is for the best. Antonio thought to himself. He clenched his fists, holding it all in. If he faltered, if he gave in, the truth would slip. And that he couldn't afford. Not now. Not ever. He would rather be hated. And