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Seven Minutes in Heaven THIRTY-SIX
ReignaThe drive home was suffocating.The tension inside the car was too thick, lingering between us like an unseen force, crackling with everything that hadn’t been said. Carlisle’s hands gripped the wheel so tightly his knuckles turned white, and his jaw was clenched like he was holding himself back from saying something he knew he shouldn’t.I refused to speak first.My heart was still racing, my skin still burning from the scene at the bar—from the way he had pulled me away from Axle, from the way his fury had been barely contained, and from the way he had looked at me.Not just with anger. Not just with control. But with something else.Something undeniable.I turned my head toward the window, watching the city blur past us in streaks of neon, trying to steady my breath. I couldn’t let myself think about it too much. Couldn’t let myself fall into the trap of reading into something that might not be there at all."Do you even understand what you're doing?"His voice was low, stra
Last Updated : 2025-02-06Seven 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
Last Updated : 2024-12-03Seven Minutes in Heaven SIX
ReignaNight has soon come and we are still in Carlisle’s office, rushing the documents to be presented tomorrow on a client who suddenly changed the schedule and wanted to meet with us immediately.“This is endless.” Muttering to myself, I blinked and pulled my reading glasses of to take a short break.Glancing at him, the sight of his loosened tie, well-kept hair, and glasses on his masculine face, made me admire him—a little too much. “You want to go home already, princess?” he spoke, snapping me out of my trance.Blinking, I shook my head no. “Want some coffee, then?” he offered, making me ponder for a moment before nodding.With that, he stood up and started to fold his sleeves until above his elbows. As I watched, it suddenly occurred to me that I’ve been fascinated so much that one could think I’m a weirdo.Averting my gaze, I stood up. “It’s the secretary’s job to serve the boss, sir. Let me do it.”Carlisle didn’t argue as I insisted on making the coffee, though the small smi
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Seven Minutes in Heaven THIRTY-SIX
ReignaThe drive home was suffocating.The tension inside the car was too thick, lingering between us like an unseen force, crackling with everything that hadn’t been said. Carlisle’s hands gripped the wheel so tightly his knuckles turned white, and his jaw was clenched like he was holding himself back from saying something he knew he shouldn’t.I refused to speak first.My heart was still racing, my skin still burning from the scene at the bar—from the way he had pulled me away from Axle, from the way his fury had been barely contained, and from the way he had looked at me.Not just with anger. Not just with control. But with something else.Something undeniable.I turned my head toward the window, watching the city blur past us in streaks of neon, trying to steady my breath. I couldn’t let myself think about it too much. Couldn’t let myself fall into the trap of reading into something that might not be there at all."Do you even understand what you're doing?"His voice was low, stra
Seven Minutes in Heaven THIRTY-FIVE
ReignaI needed air.He kept on giving me signals I keep on mixing up—and in the end? I am stuck with my own thoughts, troubled by my own fault, and bothered by the anxiety that barely kept me focused on my work, or anything I do for that matter,One minute, I was fine, doing my job. The next, I was being called out in front of everyone, the weight of his judgment pressing down on me. Like I had embarrassed him. Like I had embarrassed myself.I spent the rest of the day avoiding him.I kept my head down, finished my work, and ignored the way he watched me—because I knew he was watching. I could feel it. Every time I spoke to someone, every time I moved past his office, every time I so much as laughed at something Venice said, his gaze was there.It made my skin burn.Not because I was ashamed. Not because I was guilty. But because I didn’t know why he cared so much.And I hated that I cared about that.So when Venice appeared in the break room near the end of the day, hands on her hip
Seven Minutes in Heaven THIRTY-FOUR
CarlisleThe morning crawled by at an agonizing pace, my body still weak from the fever, but my mind refused to rest.It wasn’t the headache that bothered me. It wasn’t even the lingering exhaustion weighing down my limbs. It was her.Reigna moved through the office as if nothing had changed, as if last night hadn’t happened, as if she hadn’t stayed by my side, wiping my forehead, keeping me steady, whispering words of comfort. She was back to being composed, efficient, and perfectly normal—and it bothered me more than it should.I knew I wasn’t acting normal either. I was distracted. Too aware of her. Every time she walked past my office, every time I heard her voice, every time she tucked her hair behind her ear—I noticed everything.I was never the type to waste time on useless emotions. And yet, here I was, unable to focus on a single thing because of a woman who wasn’t even trying.A knock on my door snapped me out of my thoughts."Sir?" Reigna’s voice came through, calm and prof
Seven Minutes in Heaven THIRTY-THREE
CarlisleThe drive home was quieter than usual.Reigna sat in the driver’s seat, her hands gripping the wheel tighter than necessary, knuckles slightly white from the pressure. I could tell she was still upset, still thinking about Violet’s words, about how she didn’t know enough about me.She was wrong.She knew too much—knew how to push my buttons, knew how to break through the walls I built, knew how to crawl under my skin in ways I didn’t understand.And yet, she thought she didn’t know enough.I exhaled slowly, my body slumped against the passenger seat, the fever making my limbs feel like lead. My head was pounding, and my throat felt raw, but the worst part wasn’t the sickness—it was her silence.The windshield wipers hummed softly against the glass as light rain pattered outside, blurring the city lights in the distance. The car’s interior was warm, wrapped in a soft glow from the dashboard."You’re driving too fast," I murmured, my voice hoarse.Reigna glanced at me, her brow
Seven Minutes in Heaven THIRTY-TWO
Reigna“Deep breaths, Rei. Deep breaths.” I mumbled to myself.Carlisle had never looked this fragile before.His usual imposing figure was reduced to something completely still, his body slumped against the couch in his office, face flushed from fever, breaths slow and uneven despite falling asleep, all because his temperature spiked after an hour of finding him sick.I knelt beside him, carefully pressing a damp towel against his forehead, feeling the heat radiate from his skin like a furnace. Even in his sleep, his brows furrowed, as if even sickness wasn’t enough to rid him of his perpetual state of frustration."Idiot," I muttered under my breath, adjusting the blanket over him with delicate fingers, making sure it covered him properly. "You run an entire company, handle million-dollar contracts, and yet, you can’t even take care of yourself properly."I’m scared. For him. This is just a fever but I could barely stop myself from crying.Carlisle stirred slightly, his lips parting
Seven Minutes in Heaven THIRTY-ONE
ReignaCarlisle Amoroso was impossible.The moment I stepped into the office that morning, I knew something was off. He wasn’t his usual, cold and calculating self—he was worse.I should’ve seen it coming. He had not forgotten about last night, about me staying out late instead of running home like a good little secretary. And now, he was punishing me the only way he knew how—by making my day a living hell."Miss Amethyst," his voice rang from his office for what felt like the tenth time that morning.I exhaled sharply before stepping inside. "Yes, sir?"He barely glanced up from his screen. "Redo the meeting minutes from this morning."I frowned. "Redo?""Yes," he said flatly, still typing. "They don’t meet my standards."I folded my arms, staring at him. "Sir, I wrote them exactly how you—"Carlisle finally looked up, his stormy gray eyes locking onto mine, sharp as steel. "Are you questioning my instructions?"I gritted my teeth. "No, sir.""Good. Have it done in twenty minutes.""
Seven Minutes in Heaven THIRTY
ReignaThe city was alive with the quiet hum of passing cars, the distant chatter of evening pedestrians, and the occasional rustle of leaves in the crisp evening air. I sat on a worn wooden bench in the park, staring at the pavement as if it held all the answers I couldn’t find.I should’ve gone home.Carlisle had told me to. But after everything—after the disaster at work, after his confusing words, after the way his arms had felt around me—I couldn’t bring myself to return to an empty apartment.I needed air. I needed distance."Miss Reigna?"I jumped slightly at the familiar voice.Turning my head, I saw a petite figure standing a few feet away, blinking at me in surprise. Nanny Lucy.She was still in her university uniform—white blouse, navy skirt—her backpack slung over one shoulder. Her red hair styled in curls were tied up in a messy ponytail, and her face, always so warm and gentle, was filled with concern."Lucy?" My voice came out softer than I intended. "What are you doing
Seven Minutes in Heaven TWENTY-NINE
ReignaThe office had never felt so suffocating.To be fair, when I was a kid, I was always told that I am too sensitive and it’ll make everything hard on me. I think I really am sensitive.I sat in our floor’s lounge, fingers frozen over the keyboard, staring at the numbers on the screen that refused to make sense. I had done this report a hundred times before—hell, I could usually do it in my sleep—but today, my brain was sluggish, uncooperative.I exhaled slowly, rubbing my temples. I hadn’t been able to focus all morning. Ever since last night. Ever since... him. Last night.The memory of Carlisle’s arms around me, the warmth of his breath against my skin, the way he had held me—not out of obligation, not out of a game, but out of something real—it lingered, messing with my head in ways I couldn’t afford.And now, I was paying the price.I wonder what I really am to him…"Miss Amethyst?"I flinched at the sound of my name, my eyes snapping up to see one of my coworkers, Patrick, s
Seven Minutes in Heaven TWENTY-EIGHT
ReignaErwin is asleep in his room, but here we are, seated in the penthouse’s bar and occupied by thoughts that none of us has yet to speak of.I stood a few feet away, watching him from behind as he leaned against the bar, his broad shoulders rigid with an unspoken weight. His fingers tightened around the whiskey glass before he brought it to his lips, taking a slow sip.“Carlise? It’s okay, I will listen about…about whatever runs in your mind.” I finally said, breaking the silence.Carlisle didn’t turn around. “Listen?”I let out a frustrated breath, but chose not to retort in his seemingly disinterested tone. “Yes. About what happened earlier. About Axle. About you punching him.”He exhaled sharply, setting his glass down with a little too much force. “It was nothing.”“Nothing?” I stepped closer, my heels clicking softly against the marble floor. “Carlisle, you punched him in front of everyone. You nearly lost your temper. That wasn’t nothing.”He let out a humorless chuckle, swi
