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Seven Minutes in Heaven FIFTY-TWO
Reigna“Princess, let me do it myself.”“No.” Stubborn, I kept the files close to my chest, preventing him to taking it. “This is my job, Carlisle. Besides, it’s just photocopying this and giving it to the Sales department. How bad could it be?” I smiled.He stared at me, then heaved a deep breath before tucking a few strands of my hair at the back of my ear. “They will definitely make you uncomfortable outside. You’re just too stubborn to listen to me.”“I know you worry, but you don’t have to do everything yourself.” I leaned to his touch as his hand lingered on my cheek. “You keep on convincing me to not go to work, or keep on insisting for me to do nothing and stay in your office all day. That’s not what a boss should do, silly.”Defeated, he pulled away. “If anyone offends you, remember their names and report it to me.”I can’t help but chuckle. “Okay.” I lied, then I kissed his cheek to catch him off-guard so I could quickly slip away and leave his office, ready to start my day
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Carlisle“No, Carlisle. I don’t know a thing.”She took a breath, clearly trying to stay calm, but I could see the flicker of something—guilt? No. Frustration. She was frustrated with me."Do you hear yourself right now?" she snapped, her brows knitting together. "You’re acting like I asked for this. Like I actually wanted him to come here and—""And what?" I cut in, stepping even closer, until she had to tilt her head back to keep looking at me. "Confess his lingering feelings? Pretend he gives a damn now that I’m the one standing beside you?"Her lips parted slightly, her breathing uneven. "That’s not what happened.""Then tell me, princess," I pressed, voice low, "what did happen?"She glared at me, her fingers curling into fists at her sides. "You don’t get to be mad at me for this," she said, voice quieter but firm. "I don’t control who shows up in my life. I don’t dictate who decides to crawl out of the past and suddenly act like they care."I exhaled sharply, dragging a hand do
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ReignaAfter coming to terms with my new life, today was supposed to be a normal day—just another morning where I pretended that everything was fine. That the whispers in the office didn’t bother me. That the weight of Carlisle’s carefully guarded emotions didn’t make my chest ache. That I wasn’t still struggling to find my footing in a world that seemed determined to push me out.I stirred my coffee absently, staring at the cup without really seeing it. The break room was unusually empty, a rare moment of solitude in a place that never truly stopped buzzing. A part of me wished Venice were here—her bluntness would’ve been grounding, a reminder that I wasn’t completely alone in this. But she had been sent to a branch office today, leaving me to fend for myself.The sound of approaching footsteps had me straightening instinctively, schooling my features into something unreadable. I didn’t need to turn to know someone was watching me—I could feel their gaze, heavy and expectant."Enjoy
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-19Seven Minutes in Heaven FIFTY-FIVE
ReignaThe silence stretched between us, thick with unspoken words and unanswered questions.Carlisle’s silver eyes locked onto mine, his expression carefully controlled, but I could see it—the storm brewing beneath the surface. He was waiting, waiting for me to speak, to give him something, but my throat felt tight, my hands cold despite the warmth of the penthouse.I exhaled slowly, forcing myself to focus. "Someone called me again today." My voice was quieter than I intended, but I pushed through. "Twice. But it was about a different matter this time."Carlisle’s jaw ticked, his fingers flexing at his sides. "What did they say?"I hesitated. How was I supposed to explain the creeping dread, the feeling that no matter what I did, I was always a step behind whoever was pulling the strings? I swallowed hard, fingers curling into fists at my sides."They said I shouldn’t get too comfortable being Erwin’s mother," I admitted, keeping my voice even.His entire body stiffened, his posture
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-19Seven Minutes in Heaven FIFTY-SIX
CarlisleThe morning light spilled through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the penthouse. The city outside was already alive, the faint hum of traffic a distant backdrop to the quiet within. I had been awake for hours, my mind restless, my body tense. Sleep had never come easily for me, but last night, it had been damn near impossible. Not with Reigna so close, her presence a constant reminder of the storm circling us.I sat at the dining table, flipping through the morning paper, though my eyes barely skimmed the words. My focus kept drifting back to the woman still asleep in my bed—our bed. She hadn’t protested when I told her to stay. Hadn’t argued or insisted on going back to her room. Instead, she had simply curled up under the blankets, exhaustion claiming her before she could think twice about it.A part of me wanted to check on her, to make sure she was still there. But I forced myself to stay put, fingers tightening around the coffee mug in my hands.“Sir?”I looked u
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Reigna“Princess, if you’ll leave without permission, I’m locking you inside.”The penthouse was silent.Too silent.I shifted on the couch, staring at the ceiling, the weight of the afternoon pressing down on me like a heavy blanket I couldn’t shake off. Carlisle had left for work early, brushing his lips against my forehead with a whispered, Stay home, princess, please. Erwin had pouted the entire way out the door, clearly unhappy that I wasn’t coming along to watch him get on the school bus.And me? I was stuck here.The realization made something itch beneath my skin.I had tried to argue this morning, had insisted that I was fine, that I could go to work like any normal person would after a scandal, a confrontation with their ex, and an emotionally exhausting night.But Carlisle had simply given me that sharp, unyielding look of his—the kind that made resistance feel utterly useless—and said, You’re staying home today. And just like that, my fate had been sealed.I sighed, shift
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Reigna“Mommy, I don’t really hate this, but why are you always h-”“-Happy to see him draw a family portrait.” Lucy cut off, chuckling nervously as she covered Erwin’s mouth. “That’s what he wanted to say, hehe.”I smiled, nodding at her given that I understand her—Erwin was supposed to ask why I’m always home, after all.Three days had passed since Axle showed up at the penthouse, and I hadn’t seen or heard from him since. Not that I expected him to stay quiet for long—he was stubborn like that, always believing he had a right to my life just because he was once a part of it. But right now, I had more important things to focus on.I leaned against the counter in the penthouse kitchen, staring into my untouched cup of coffee, the rich aroma doing little to soothe the tension knotting my shoulders. Carlisle was at work, and for the first time in days, I finally had a moment to breathe.Except, I wasn’t breathing. Not properly, at least. My mind kept circling back to the things I could
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-21Seven Minutes in Heaven FIFTY-NINE
CarlisleThe city lights flickered beyond the glass walls of my penthouse, a quiet hum settling in the space around me. It was past midnight, and yet, sleep was the furthest thing from my mind.“You’ve been drinking often, Carlisle.” I am too accustomed of her voice that I didn’t turn around—instead, I just savored the feeling of knowing she’s right behind me.“I need a break every now and then, princess.” I stood by the bar, a glass of whiskey in hand, the amber liquid swirling slowly as I stared at nothing in particular. My thoughts were a mess, tangled in things I didn’t know how to name, things I didn’t want to name.I had spent years building my walls, perfecting the art of control, of detachment. But lately, it felt like I was slipping, like something—or someone—was slipping through the cracks.“I don’t know what I should do to help, but I also don’t want to leave you alone either.”And that someone is here in my penthouse, unaware of the way she was pulling me under.I exhaled
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Seven Minutes in Heaven EIGHTY-FIVE
ReignaMorning came gently, the soft gray light filtering in through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse like a whispered apology.The city beyond was waking up, but I wasn’t ready. My limbs were heavy beneath the silk sheets, my eyes open but unfocused, and for a few quiet minutes, I just lay there—listening to the faint hum of traffic, the distant clink of dishes from the kitchen, the sound of footsteps muffled against the carpeted floor.When I finally rose and padded into the hallway, the scent of toasted bread and strawberries hit me first. The second thing was Erwin’s laughter—high-pitched and breathless, coming from the living room where Lucy knelt beside him, helping him arrange toy soldiers across the rug.He wore his usual pajama set, mismatched socks, and the cardboard pirate hat Carlisle had made him last weekend."Fire the cannons!" Erwin yelled, tossing a pillow dramatically into the air. Lucy gave an exaggerated gasp and collapsed to the side, feigning defeat.
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
