Chapter 2The Villainess Reform Plan: Seducing the Male Lead’s Brother

I was reborn.

In my past life, because my fiancé fell for Summer, I became consumed by jealousy.

I bullied her relentlessly, trying everything to destroy their relationship.

When I found out my fiancé broke off our engagement, my jealousy burned away my reason. I planned to drug his drink.

I wanted to cook the rice so he'd have to take responsibility.

But by a twist of fate, the person who drank the drugged wine was Caleb.

In the dim room, the usually cold man turned into a savage beast.

Ignoring my curses and pleas, he ravaged me.

I tried to run away crying, but he dragged me back again and again.

Finally, I fell unconscious.

Even in my sleep, I found no peace.

In my dream, I was on a small boat, drifting in endless darkness, rocking with the waves until dawn.

When I woke up, I didn't dare make a sound. I could only grit my teeth and swallow the humiliation.

Later, I found an opportunity to capture Caleb and lock him in my villa's basement.

To beat him and vent my anger.

In the basement, Caleb's hands were chained. His body was covered in whip marks.

"You dog! Who allowed you to look at me like that!"

Caleb had a spine of steel. No matter how I beat or scolded him, he maintained that indifferent face.

His eyes were as black as the abyss, unsettling.

He smirked, "I'm a dog, but you were still ridden by me."

I trembled with rage.

I slapped Caleb hard across the face.

He puffed out his cheek, looking calm.

My hand was red and stinging. I hurt myself hitting him.

Furious, I drugged him and left him in the basement.

Watching Caleb suffer on the monitor was the only thing that made me feel better.

The boy's black hair was soaked with sweat.

His eyes were bloodshot, crazy like a trapped beast.

The chains clanked as he pulled at them.

Finally, he suddenly looked up, staring straight at me through the camera.

That look terrified me. My heart skipped a beat.

Then Caleb went still.

I watched for a while, feeling uneasy. I didn't want to kill him, just teach him a lesson.

I rushed to the basement to check on him.

He was unresponsive, burning up with fever, completely passed out.

Afraid he might die, I quickly unlocked his chains.

Suddenly, Caleb, who was feigning unconsciousness, grabbed me.

The beast revealed his fangs and claws, pinning me down and devouring me.

I cried and apologized, shaking with fear, fainting in the suffocation and chaos.

Caleb used me up and ran away.

Not long after, I fell from being a billionaire heiress to a penniless nobody.

My father died suddenly, and his illegitimate son appeared out of nowhere with a will, inheriting everything.

I was kicked out of the Sterling family with a paternity test stating I wasn't my father's child.

Years later, Caleb transformed from a poor boy into a business tycoon.

He found me selling trinkets on the street.

Like I had imprisoned him, he locked me in his estate as a canary.

From struggling at first to completely giving up later, I accepted it.

He was handsome, rich, and good in bed. I treated it as a free ride. Not a loss.

He kept me for over a decade until he died in a shipwreck.

When the lawyer read his will, I was shocked to find he left me an inheritance large enough to live lavishly for the rest of my life.

The villa we lived in was also under my name.

Six months after Caleb died, I missed him so much I couldn't sleep.

For over ten years, his imprisonment seemed like revenge, but he treated me well.

Aside from not letting me leave, he gave me the best of everything.

I was the only one by his side.

Because of me, he fought with his sister and barely spoke to her.

I still lived in that villa, often staying in his study reading, because that was where he used to be.

There, I accidentally found a familiar diamond hair clip.

Freshman year of college, I went to a bar district looking for someone and got dragged into an alley by a drunk. A boy saved me.

To thank him, I casually gave him this hair clip.

I didn't know that boy was Caleb. It was dark, and I was too scared to notice his face. I threw the gift and ran.

Caleb had kept this clip in an exquisite white box.

Once, I saw it and asked, "What's that? You're staring at it so intensely."

He looked at me, his tone flat. "A gift from someone I like."

I mocked him, "Unrequited love, huh?"

He looked at me deeply and said nothing.

So, the person he liked was me. This repressed man, such a tough mouth.

I developed severe insomnia. Only by hugging Caleb's clothes and smelling his scent could I sleep.

I belatedly realized my own heart. I loved Caleb.

I didn't cry when I heard of his death. I didn't cry at his funeral.

But in the deep nights without him, I cried countless times.

If I could do it all over again, I wanted to date him properly.