All Chapters of Killed by My Wife, Reborn as Her Nightmare : Chapter 111
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TODAY, I TAKE BACK CONTROL OF MY LIFE
CHAPTER 111The room went silent.Complete, suffocating silence that pressed down on everyone like a physical weight.Adrian, who had been buttoning his shirt with mechanical precision, froze mid-motion. His hands stilled, and he turned slowly to face Fabian."I'm sorry," Adrian said, his voice carefully controlled. "What?"His ice-blue eyes locked onto Fabian with an intensity that made the older man take an involuntary step backward."You found someone I can marry," Adrian repeated slowly, as if testing the words to see if they made more sense the second time. "To solve a supernatural problem. By getting married."Rafael raised a hand before Fabian could respond. "Adrian. Just go take your bath. We'll explain everything when it's time.""But—""Now, Adrian," Rafael said, his tone brooking no argument.Adrian opened his mouth to protest, to demand answers, to refuse this insanity...But Rafael was already walking toward the door, his posture radiating authority that made it clear the
BECAUSE I AM POWER!
CHAPTER 112The armored limousine glided through the streets of Ottawa with smooth precision, flanked by six security vehicles, three ahead, three behind, all moving in perfect formation.Inside the lead vehicle, Adrian sat in silence, his hands folded in his lap, his expression unreadable behind the mask and tinted glasses.Rafael sat across from him, reviewing documents on his tablet one final time. Miguel was on his phone, coordinating with their advance security team at the venue. Kael sat beside Adrian, his eyes closed in meditation, conserving his energy for what might come.They were fifteen minutes from the Golden Heights Auction House.Fifteen minutes from everything.Adrian's phone buzzed. He glanced at it, a news alert.BREAKING: Mystery Billionaire "Mr. Valerio" to Face Camila Reyes in Historic BidBelow the headline was a photograph, grainy, taken from a distance, of Adrian entering the boardroom during the first bid presentation. His mask was visible, his white hair dis
WHAT ARE YOU PLANNING
CHAPTER 113The elevator doors opened onto the executive floor with a soft ding.Adrian stepped out first, his movements controlled and deliberate, every gesture radiating confidence he didn't entirely feel.The hallway was different today.Gone were the reporters and camera crews that had cluttered the space during the previous bid session.Instead, there was an almost oppressive quiet, just the soft hum of air conditioning and the distant murmur of conversation from behind closed doors.But the security presence had tripled.Armed guards stood at intervals along the corridor, their expressions professionally neutral but their eyes sharp and assessing. These weren't rent-a-cops or standard corporate security.These were military-trained operators. Probably ex-special forces.Someone is taking this very seriously, Adrian thought.As they approached the massive double doors leading to the boardroom, one of Rafael's men, who had arrived earlier, approached quickly."Don Rafael," the man
WHAT ARE YOU HIDING?
CHAPTER 114:Adrian's eyes met Kael's across the room. The cultivator's expression was carefully neutral, but his green eyes were alert, assessing.Kael gave the tiniest nod, barely perceptible.I'm ready. If it gets bad, I'll stop time and inject you.But you need to move fast. We have maybe two minutes before you start showing symptoms.Adrian nodded back, then walked toward the platform. He heard everything from his mind It was a cultivators thing Each step felt heavier than the last. His chest tightened further. He could feel his fangs starting to extend, just slightly, just enough to press against his lower lip.Control. Just need to control it for a few more minutes.Adrian reached the podium and turned to face the room."Mr. President," he began, and his voice sounded normal, calm, professional, controlled. "Thank you for this opportunity."He didn't bother with the presentation remote. Didn't pull up slides or charts or projections.He just spoke."I could stand here and rec
CAMILA REYES INTENDED TO WIN
CHAPTER 115The sleek black SUV pulled up to Camila's sprawling estate just as the sun was setting, painting the sky in shades of orange and purple that should have been beautiful but felt ominous.Camila sat in the back seat, her jaw clenched so tightly her teeth ached, her hands fisted in her lap.She'd won.Technically, she'd won.Syndicate Group now held the contract for the Golden Heights project, 8.7 billion dollars, unprecedented access to government resources, a development that would define Ottawa for generations.She should be celebrating.Instead, she felt like a puppet who'd just realized someone else was pulling her strings.Adrian Valerio.The name echoed in her mind like a curse.What are you playing at? What do you want?The SUV stopped at the front entrance, and Camila's driver opened her door with a respectful bow.Before Camila could even step out, her butler, Gerald, a distinguished man in his sixties who had served the Reyes family for over thirty years, appeared
THE PLAN
CHAPTER 116Rafael paced in his study like a caged lion, his footsteps heavy against the polished hardwood floor, his hands clenched into fists at his sides.Pace. Turn. Pace. Turn.Every few seconds, his eyes would flick to Adrian, who sat calmly in one of the leather chairs, his expression maddeningly neutral.Miguel stood near the door, arms crossed, his expression troubled. Kael leaned against the wall by the fireplace, watching the scene unfold with his usual detached assessment.Fabian sat at Rafael's desk, the ancient book still open before him, though he'd stopped pretending to read it several minutes ago.The tension in the room was thick enough to cut.Finally, Rafael stopped pacing and whirled to face Adrian."We had a chance!" Rafael's voice cracked like a whip through the study. "A chance to get the database access! To know the Council's current location! To find Viktor Drago's descendant so we can get her to marry you and fix this..."He gestured sharply at Adrian. "...t
TOMORROW, YOUR NIGHTMARE BEGINS
CHAPTER 117Rafael's eyes widened. "What?""Tomorrow," Adrian continued, his smile growing, "Camila Reyes is going to discover that the mysterious 'Mr. V' the owner of Syndicate Group, the man she's worked for over a decade without ever meeting, is actually me."Crash.Miguel had knocked over a lamp in shock. "What?!"Kael straightened from his position against the wall, his expression shifting to genuine surprise for the first time since Adrian had met him.Even Fabian looked stunned.But Rafael...Rafael was staring at Adrian like he'd never seen him before."You... Want to reveal that the Valerio's own Syndicate Group?" Rafael's voice was barely a whisper."I do," Adrian confirmed with a smirk"How is this going to help us?" Rafeal said out loud again "The point is, I've already sent a message to Camila's office. Tomorrow at 7:00 PM, I'm going to meet with her as 'Mr. V' to review the Golden Heights project."Understanding began to dawn on Rafael's face. "And when she realizes tha
THE OWNER OF SYNDICATE GROUP
CHAPTER 118Adrian stood in front of the full-length mirror in his bedroom, adjusting his tie for the third time.The suit was different from what he usually wore, still expensive, still perfectly tailored, but darker. More imposing.Charcoal gray so deep it was nearly black, with a subtle texture that caught the light when he moved.The white shirt was crisp, the tie a deep burgundy that matched the handkerchief folded precisely in his breast pocket.But it was the accessories that completed the transformation.The mask, his signature black fabric with the gold Valerio crest, covered the lower half of his face as always.The glasses, those thin gold-framed lenses with their faint tint, obscured his eyes just enough to add mystery.And the watch, a vintage Patek Philippe that had belonged to his father, worth more than most people's houses.Adrian looked like power. Like money. Like someone who could buy and sell companies on a whim.Because that's exactly what I am, he thought, study
🚨IT'S AN APHRODISIAC
CHAPTER 119Camila took a step backward, actually stumbling slightly, something Adrian had never seen her do. Her hand reached out, gripping the back of a chair for support."This is a joke," Camila said, but her voice lacked conviction. "Some kind of elaborate prank. You're not...you can't possibly..."Adrian reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a leather document folder. He set it on the table, sliding it across to Camila."Corporate ownership documents," Adrian said. "Showing the complete chain of holding companies, trusts, and shell corporations that connect Syndicate Group to the Valerio estate. All legally binding. All verifiable."Camila's hands trembled as she opened the folder, her eyes scanning the documents with the practiced speed of someone who reviewed contracts professionally.Adrian watched as the color drained from her face.As understanding, terrible, crushing understanding, settled over her features."The Valerio family has owned Syndicate Group since its f
CALL ISABELLA
CHAPTER 120The heat spread through Adrian's body like wildfire, intense, consuming, utterly overwhelming.It started in his chest, where the wine had settled, then radiated outward in waves that made his skin hypersensitive.Every nerve ending felt alive, electrified, screaming for contact, for touch, for release.Adrian's breathing became ragged, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he struggled to process what was happening to him.This isn't right. This isn't normal.But his body didn't care about right or normal.His blood felt like it was boiling beneath his skin. Every heartbeat sent another surge of need pulsing through him, primal, animalistic, desperate.And worse, so much worse, his Primal vampire nature was responding.Amplifying the arousal. Feeding into it. Turning what should have been manageable attraction into something that felt like it would tear him apart from the inside if he didn't act on it.Adrian's hands gripped the edge of the table so hard the wood began