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Third person[RED WARNING]Reigna glanced over at Carlisle, seated on the sleek leather sofa with a tumbler of top-shelf scotch in hand. He cut an imposing figure even now, his broad shoulders set with tension despite his best efforts to appear unruffled.Sensing her gaze, Carlisle set down his drink and rose to his feet in one fluid motion. In a few strides, he had crossed the room and pulled Reigna into his arms, his large hands settling on her hips."Easy there, princess," he murmured, his voice a low rumble against her ear. "I know it's a lot to take in, but we'll get through this together. I promise."Reigna leaned into his embrace, savoring the solid strength of his body even as her mind raced with worries about the future of their unconventional relationship. She could feel Carlisle tense as he sensed her restlessness."Here," he said firmly, stepping back and taking her by the hand. "Why don't we play a game to take your mind off things for a bit?”The game they haven’t played
Last Updated : 2025-04-18Seven Minutes in Heaven EIGHTY-FOUR
Carlisle“Good day to be a sleepy princess, huh?” I mumbled under my breath, brushing a few strands of Reigna’s hair away from her face as she peacefully slept beside me, tucked neatly under the blankets which left only a few of her marked skin on display.I hadn’t slept. Not really. After I comforted her, I’d spent most of the night buried in calls, my team scrambling to pull down photos, issue cease-and-desist orders to entertainment outlets, and threaten defamation suits where needed.But the internet moved faster than any of us, and by the time dawn broke, the damage was already done.Reigna’s face was everywhere—our picnic captured through a stranger’s lens, twisted into a story we hadn’t written. Some photos were from paparazzi way back too.Violet started all of this because she thinks she has the upper hand.She emerged like a phoenix from ash she ignited herself, posting three photos to her social media: One of her cradling Erwin as an infant, another of him asleep on her sho
Last Updated : 2025-04-24Seven Minutes in Heaven PROLOGUE
ReignaI had a lovely day.Work was doing fine, my paycheck was given, and my favorite cake was available for our third anniversary to be celebrated this evening. It was cloudy with just the right degrees, and my clothes were perfectly matching my mood and my job as a member of the public relations department—white knitted long sleeves, high waist jeans, and a black trench coat.But the afternoon wasn’t fine at all.With tears in my eyes, I stood there, with a fallen cake on the carpeted floor, trembling hands, and the heinous sight of my boyfriend, Axle, fooling around with my older sister, Emma. “Reigna, it’s not what you think-”“Don’t hide it anymore, Axle.” Emma snickered, boldly showing off as she laid in his chest, both of their bodies were covered with the white blankets, with their clothes scattered all over the room.I don’t know what to say.“Babe, look. This is-”I cut Axle off by laughing, my eyes stinging from tears that are about to fall. “Happy anniversary.” I clenched
Last Updated : 2024-10-26Seven Minutes in Heaven ONE
ReignaI am screwed…Sir Carlisle really made sure I’ll be by his side.“Aww, I’m going to miss you, Rei.” My best friend, Venice Joules, hugged me goodbye after I packed all my necessary things because I am being transferred to the CEO’s office—as Sir Carlisle’s secretary. “We’ll still eat meals together whenever you’re free, alright?” she asked, looking at me so sadly as if I’m leaving her for good.Smiling, I hugged her back. “I’m just three floors away, Ven. You don’t have to make it sound like I’m d*ing.” I joked, but deep inside, I know well I am about to.She looked at me with a small pout gracing her pink lips, looking like a child in her messy bun and bayonetta glasses that frames her small face and matches her ginger hair. “Sometimes I wish you are just on the same level as I so you won’t be taken from me because you excel so much.” She whined, making me laugh.“Good luck, Reigna.” Manager Georgina Harper spoke, looking at us with a stern look on her face. She is in her mid 5
Last Updated : 2024-10-26Seven Minutes in Heaven TWO
ReignaAside from the game, it wasn’t hard serving as his secretary.It is already 9 in the evening and everything is still too much to process for me. In just one way, my boyfriend cheated on me with my sister, a boy led me to my boss, and my boss made me enter a weird game along with keeping me bound to him as his secretary…plus I became a mother!Sighing, I am massaging my ankles after standing for so long during the meeting with a partner company. “I just want to go home.” Mumbling, I kept on putting pressure on my sore ankles.“Let’s go home then, princess.” Surprised by the voice, I stood up, hiding my socks behind me as I smiled at my boss who is leaning by the doorframe. “Come on, the little brat’s waiting.”I still don’t have a solid grasp of what is happening, but I nodded. “A moment, sir. Let me just fix myself up.” I said, sitting back down to put on my socks and wear my heels once again.He walked in after closing the door, going down on one knee and took my foot, placing
Last Updated : 2024-10-26Seven Minutes in Heaven THREE
Reigna“We have maids for everything, so I have only one rule for you: never let Erwin know you’re lying about us.”Carlisle’s penthouse is luxurious—far too luxurious than the fake mansion he used when a magazine interviewed him and requested a house tour. In this two-story area, everything I can see shines with wealth, giving me little to no confidence that I could pay or buy a replacement for anything I could break.“Erwin’s bed time is 9 pm so I’m sure he’s asleep by now. I think it’s better if you sleep in his room so he’ll see you first thing in the morning.” Taking off his coat, he led me upstairs where a door painted in white, with a teddy themed tag on it with Erwin’s name written on it.Our goal for tonight is to make him happy by granting his wish of making me stay with them. My things are to be slowly packed from my house, Carlisle agreed to drive me to and from my house with a box a day so no one would suspect a thing, and we won’t spend hours away from his son.“This is w
Last Updated : 2024-12-01Seven Minutes in Heaven FOUR
Reigna“Bye, mommy! Bye, dada!”Erwin happily waved his hand, while his other is clinging into Lilly who smiled at us, gently reassuring them that he is safe with her in the daycare.As they boarded the school bus, both Carlisle and I were waving our hands while his arm is on my waist, securing me for the sake of keeping a safe image in front of everyone—especially to the prying children who seemed to mind everything they see from the bus.Once they were out of sight, I heaved a sigh of relief. “That boy isn’t that eager to go to school back then,” he chuckled, looking down at me with a look of pride in his eyes. “He said he’ll brag of how his mommy came home, so he wants to be in the classroom as soon as possible.”Laughing at his remarks, my hand made its way to find his, intertwining our fingers as he kept me safe in his grasp. “I don’t think he’ll lose that enthusiasm anytime soon.” Just the thought of his bright smile and little voice, calling me ‘mommy’ every time he sees me, is
Last Updated : 2024-12-01Seven Minutes in Heaven FIVE
ReignaEmma’s words lingered in my head the entire day.I was just minding my own business, not even bringing up her audacity in front of our parents and this is what I get? With my attention somewhere else, I tap on the keyboard with a pace slower than usual.I snapped back to reality when Carlisle knocked his knuckles on my table, making me look up. “Carlisle.” I smiled, hoping he won’t catch my drift.“I’m having a meeting with the sales department. My secretary should come along.” Hearing that, I quickly stood up and grabbed my things.Once done, I faced him. “It is the meeting with Director Crawley and the core members of this month’s product launch monitoring, right, sir?” I confirmed, turning to my files to grab another folder. “I will bring last month’s records in case-”“Don’t overthink too much.” He cut off, making me freeze and look at him, searching for emotions in his empty green orbs. “She won’t reach you here by my side.”Catching me off guard, I blinked twice, keeping
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Seven Minutes in Heaven EIGHTY-FOUR
Carlisle“Good day to be a sleepy princess, huh?” I mumbled under my breath, brushing a few strands of Reigna’s hair away from her face as she peacefully slept beside me, tucked neatly under the blankets which left only a few of her marked skin on display.I hadn’t slept. Not really. After I comforted her, I’d spent most of the night buried in calls, my team scrambling to pull down photos, issue cease-and-desist orders to entertainment outlets, and threaten defamation suits where needed.But the internet moved faster than any of us, and by the time dawn broke, the damage was already done.Reigna’s face was everywhere—our picnic captured through a stranger’s lens, twisted into a story we hadn’t written. Some photos were from paparazzi way back too.Violet started all of this because she thinks she has the upper hand.She emerged like a phoenix from ash she ignited herself, posting three photos to her social media: One of her cradling Erwin as an infant, another of him asleep on her sho
Seven Minutes in Heaven SPECIAL CHAPTER: UNNAMED SPARKS
Third person[RED WARNING]Reigna glanced over at Carlisle, seated on the sleek leather sofa with a tumbler of top-shelf scotch in hand. He cut an imposing figure even now, his broad shoulders set with tension despite his best efforts to appear unruffled.Sensing her gaze, Carlisle set down his drink and rose to his feet in one fluid motion. In a few strides, he had crossed the room and pulled Reigna into his arms, his large hands settling on her hips."Easy there, princess," he murmured, his voice a low rumble against her ear. "I know it's a lot to take in, but we'll get through this together. I promise."Reigna leaned into his embrace, savoring the solid strength of his body even as her mind raced with worries about the future of their unconventional relationship. She could feel Carlisle tense as he sensed her restlessness."Here," he said firmly, stepping back and taking her by the hand. "Why don't we play a game to take your mind off things for a bit?”The game they haven’t played
Seven Minutes in Heaven EIGHTY-THREE
CarlisleI had barely stepped back into the penthouse before the first barrage of calls started rolling in.My phone buzzed in my hand like it was possessed, relentless with notifications, each one more damning than the last. I didn’t need to look at the screen to know what they were about. The moment I saw the photo—Reigna, Erwin, and me, sitting under the spring sun with our fingertips barely touching—it was like watching the beginning of a forest fire: quiet at first, until everything was engulfed in flames.The media hadn’t wasted a second.They were calling it everything from a scandalous reappearance to a shameless PR stunt. My name was being thrown around in headlines with words like cheater, liar, and executive playboy as if the truth could be painted with gossip and hashtags.Worse than that, Reigna was being dragged again—her name splashed across articles as the “former assistant turned lover,” a woman who used her position to claw her way into my personal life.And the wor
Seven Minutes in Heaven EIGHTY-TWO
ReignaLucy had outdone herself.When she had gently suggested we “step outside for a while” this morning, I hadn’t realized she meant a whole setup—picnic basket, Erwin’s favorite snacks, a thin quilt patterned with smiling whales, and even sunhats she claimed were packed by Christy and Lilly “just in case.”The maids had flitted around the penthouse all morning, pretending to clean but really maneuvering me and Carlisle into the same room more than once. I should’ve been irritated.But I wasn’t.Because for the first time since I returned, the air didn’t feel as stifling, and the picnic they orchestrated for us was not as bothersome as I initially thought either....The sun was soft against the tops of the trees, painting everything in a golden hue that made the world look gentler than it felt. I stood beneath the shade of a tall maple tree, watching Erwin run through the trimmed grass, his tiny hands waving his toy sword in the air as he yelled some nonsense about conquering dra
Seven Minutes in Heaven EIGHTY-ONE
ReignaSunday mornings at the Amoroso penthouse used to have a rhythm. Erwin’s soft footsteps pattering down the hallway before the sun was fully up, his squeaky giggle bouncing between walls while Carlisle tried—and failed—to act annoyed at being woken up too early.There was always the scent of fresh-brewed coffee, the low hum of news playing on the television, and the comfortable hush of a home that was too neat to feel lived in but too warm to be unloved.But this morning?This morning was different. Because I came back to the place I subconsciously started to call my home.I sat at the far end of the breakfast bar, stirring my tea for the fourth time even though it had long gone lukewarm, while Carlisle stood near the kitchen counter, his sleeves rolled up, fiddling with the toaster like it personally offended him.The air between us wasn’t hostile—it wasn’t anything dramatic or violent. It was stiff. Awkward. The kind of silence that came from two people pretending they weren’t
Seven Minutes in Heaven EIGHTY
EIGHTYReignaHow many promises has Carlisle made and broken?I should’ve ran away and didn’t come along—but when I was looking up at him, something stirred within me: the memories I had with him as a boss, as a father of a lovely kid, and as a partner, all flood down, and before I knew it, I had no words to decline and my body already gave away my permission to be brought home.…but where exactly is my home?“You must’ve been scared earlier.” Breaking the silence, Carlisle spoke in a low, gentle voice, filling his car with tension that is an unsteady mix of hoping to come closer, and the fear that the boundary between us has gone much bigger than before.“I know I am too much, following you around, but princess, I-” stopping his own words, his pause caught my attention, but I refused to look at him and just stared outside the window, keeping my eyes on the dim streets.“-we miss you.”Hearing the words he spoke nearly made my breath hitch. We? I know Erwin definitely is looking for m
Seven Minutes in Heaven SEVENTY-NINE
SEVENTY-NINECarlisle"Marcus." My voice cut through the stagnant air, low and sharp. "I want updates. Every fifteen minutes. If there’s nothing, find something. I don’t care how you do it — just find her.""Yes, sir." Marcus answered without hesitation, though the tension in his jaw betrayed the weight of my command. I know that right now, he is keeping his senses alert, waiting for instructions as night continuously gets darker over time."Teams are already in position. We'll know if she moves, sir, traffic cameras, subway stations, even the taxi cabs. The only locations without hacked surveillance are the area directly under the mayor’s influence"Good.But it wasn’t good enough. None of this was.I should’ve been the one to stop her. I should’ve forced her to listen, made her understand that she wasn’t walking away from me.As much as I regret being such a fool, I’d let her slip through my fingers. And now, the city was swallowing her whole."Expand the radius," I growled, the wor
Seven Minutes in Heaven SEVENTY-EIGHT
CarlisleDamn it. I should’ve stopped her and run after her no matter what she said, wanted, or did—all to bring her back home.But I didn’t.And now? Now I was left with nothing but the bitter taste of regret clinging to my tongue.The car’s interior was suffocating. Marcus sat tensely in the front, his phone pressed to his ear as he barked orders to the security team. They were searching every corner of the city. Every street, every café, every possible place she could have gone. But none of it was enough. None of it would be until I saw her standing in front of me again."Status?" My voice was low, but the crack of it was unmistakable.Marcus shifted slightly, lowering his phone. "No updates yet. Surveillance spotted her near the park earlier, but she’s not there anymore. We’ve widened the search, and more cameras are being pulled."I clenched my jaw, the familiar sting of frustration settling deep beneath my ribs. "Not good enough.""We’re doing everything we can, sir," Marcus re
Seven Minutes in Heaven SEVENTY-SEVEN
ReignaMy steps were hurried, driven by the unbearable pressure lingering behind me — the weight of Carlisle’s stare, the tension that had coiled itself around us, choking out every rational thought.I could still hear the low murmurs of the gathering crowd, the harsh clicks of camera shutters echoing faintly against the distant hum of traffic. People were watching. People were judging.But none of that mattered.All I could think about was the way Carlisle had looked at me. Not with the cold detachment I had braced myself for. Not with the calculated authority he wore like armor. No, this time, it was something far more dangerous. Something I didn’t know how to face.He was broken.And it wasn’t because of Violet or the scandal or the relentless public scrutiny. It was because of me.“Reigna,” Axle called from behind, his voice cautious, like he was afraid I’d disappear if he spoke too loudly. I didn’t slow down. Not until his fingers brushed against my wrist, pulling me to a stop. “
