Reborn

Valerie POV

I felt a needle prick my arm and I quickly fluttered my eyelids open. The cold seeped into my skin, my blurry vision fading off, giving a clearer view of my surroundings.

Glancing around the room, the scent of medics and antibiotics waxed my nostrils and my face wrinkled in disgust.

Where the hell am I?

"You're awake" A soft voice rang across the room and I blinked back. My thoughts came into shape as my mind raced with different thoughts.

What happened? I muttered and just then, the memories swam right in, flooding heavily that my head spinned and whooshed for a few minutes, a sizzling headache suddenly attacked me as I recall the past events.

Liam? He had kicked me and left me to bleed to death together with my sister.

He had divorced me and chose my sister and they had accused me of extra-marital affairs, accused me of murder and left me to die in the house!

I would make them pay, they would feel twice the pain I felt, they'll rot in pain and tears and I'll still not bat an eyelid.

My baby? I suddenly remembered as my hands instinctively wrapped around my belly.

I had lost my child and it was their fault. They wouldn't escape it this time but what the hell happened.

I should be dead right? So why am I in a fucking hospital?

Shit! I cursed under my breath with hatred, attempting to stand up from the white bed I lay until I felt the needle pierced into my arm.

I winced in pain at the feeling, momentarily forgetting the presence of someone in the room.

"Careful, you'll hurt yourself" The voice says and I looked up, my eyes darting towards the far-end corner of the room until it landed on two people.

One wore a large white coat with a spectacle adorning his slightly wrinkled face, he was a doctor while the other one, I couldn't recognize but he oozed off an incredible strange aura, one that demanded respect.

I suddenly piqued at him with interest, and he flashed me a smile, showing off his sparkling white sets of teeth.

My heartbeats skipped as he did that.

What the hell was that?

My vision was still blurry a bit and I couldn't make out his face clearly enough.

"Doctor, is she okay now?" The strange man asked, turning to face the old doctor beside him.

"Yes, surprisingly she doesn't seem to have sustained any internal injuries which I would counter as a miracle, providing the fact that it was a fatal accident" The doctor said, his gaze intent on mine as if trying to question his medical expertise.

Huh? What accident?

What the hell were they talking about?

Confusion coursed through me, adding to the throbbing headache I felt and my lips were forced to utter the one question that charged me with curiosity.

"Can I know today's date please" My voice came off as a faint sound but I knew they heard me. I was weak and the headache was increasingly painful with each second that passed by.

They seemed taken aback by my question but the man brought out his phone, walked towards me and shoved the screen towards my face.

1st, January, 2024!

"Ahhhhhhh!" I screamed, face-palming myself on the forehead, trying to ease the frustration, confusion and ache that pulsed through me.

Nothing was making sense. The date was clearly six months ago before I got pregnant.

Was this a second life?

I remembered bleeding while dying, I clearly craved for a second life, was that wish honored?

Damn, I was reborn! But with my baby gone !

I didn't have my baby but I was fucking given a second chance! A chance to make them pay.

Tears glistened at the corners of my eyes as I recalled what I went through to have my baby.

Revenge! Revenge! Revenge! The words echoed in my head.

Liam made me lose my baby because of that bitch called Stephanie.

! I groaned again, earning a deep frown from the strange man who stood in front of me.

"Are you okay? Do you feel any pain?" The man asked, his tone laced with concern and I darted my eyes to look at him closely

For the first time I froze, he looked handsome and dangerously attractive and I gulped down nervously.

"Who are you please?" I was forced to ask, my eyes shimmering with heightened interest, my lashes blinking innocently at him, refusing to break contact with his gaze.

For the first, I craved to stare at someone other than Liam, his sharp jawline, attractive pink lips and ocean blue eyes seemed to awaken a tumultuous storm of emotions within me. He suddenly sat beside me on the bed and shoved back the strand of hair on his face to the back, allowing me to get a clearer view of him. I felt the butterflies in my belly churn with erratic movements, coursing through me with multiple flicks.

My cheeks suddenly gave away to red roses, my heart danced in ecstasy as I inhaled the scent of his cologne. I could recognize it, one of an assorted brand.

Who ever this guy was, was surely not an ordinary man

He was more than that and no matter how dangerous he seemed, my body seemed to have suddenly developed a mind of its own.

"I'm Ryan" He replied politely, flashing another warm smile at me which made my heart skip for the second time.

Ryan? The name sounded sweet but echoed a familiarity in my ears, one that couldn't be denied.

I searched my memories, trying to remember where I had heard that name. No matter how faint it seemed, I was sure Liam had once mentioned that name to me.

"I'm Ryan Devante" He added, and just then, everything conflicted. The memories collided, shaping in form for a detailed remembrance and the realization hit me.

Ryan Devante? The heir of the Devante group?

The richest businessman in New York. The Ex-Italian Mafia Lord, fierce and feared by all.

A force to reckon with.

Liam was the head of the Mafia but he dreaded Ryan Devante.

With a snap of his fingers, nations crumbled to ruins.

He was tagged to be ruthless and I never prayed to cross paths with him

What the hell did I get myself into?