Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 114 You Belong To Me

He fixed his gaze on Calista intently, his Adam's apple bobbing noticeably. His heart was a tumultuous sea of conflicting emotions, swirling with joy and anguish, yet he found himself utterly incapable of articulating this complex surge of feelings. He was struggling internally, yet unable to resist the magnetic pull of her presence.

As she approached the bed, Kallum wrestled with his inner turmoil, swallowing down the sweetness and bitterness alike, forcing himself to adopt an expression of disdain. He was on the verge of speaking, but Calista preempted him.

Looking down at him, her eyes were scrutinizing yet detached, resembling a divine being passing judgment on a wayward soul pleading for redemption.

"So, what about you?" Her voice, cool and collected, cut through the tension.

Her lips, an intense shade of vibrant red, stood out starkly against her disheveled appearance, adding to her imposing aura. Despite the chaos of her look, her beauty was almost confrontationally intense. Her piercing gaze seemed to delve deep into the recesses of his heart.

Daringly, she reached out and lifted Kallum's chin with a flippant and audaciously defiant gesture.

The moment her icy fingertips made contact with Kallum's skin, a shiver coursed through his body. He raised his head to meet her gaze, which had shifted unexpectedly into a bewitching smile.

"Once you've touched my body, you belong to me. Are you planning to run away?"

All attempts at speech abandoned him. His body trembled with a mix of apprehension and allure, his soul irresistibly drawn into the depths of her captivating gaze.

Kallum was hopelessly ensnared.

I don't want to flee. Instead, I want to dive into madness with her, to indulge in the most profound earthly delights. I...

told me, you liked me," Calista whispered in

as if the crisis she had just faced seemed transient, a mere flash in the pan. As she reigned in her laughter, a hint of bitterness unexpectedly lingered at

pinch, yet even at this moment, she

could

do you still have feelings for me?" Calista asked once

with an

I do like you!

before him. She was an intoxicating blend of contrasts-cold yet fiery, gentle yet incisive. Her very presence was enough to drive anyone to the brink of madness. How could one not harbor feelings for her? After a prolonged pause, the light in Calista's eyes began to dim, as if the stars themselves

her to seek confirmation in the most

lowered her head and covered

had yearned for-a touch of coolness, a hint of a chilly fragrance. In the next second, Kallum suddenly gripped Calista tightly Just as she thought he would draw her into his embrace, as he had done countless times before, he pushed her away with considerable force, his expression tinged

she had

possible that in my previous life, the look in his eyes was not one of anxious concern but of scorn and humiliation? He simply doesn't care about me! Not in my previous life, not now. He had always been like this. Even my kiss was met with such rejection! Well

he instinctively leaned forward, his face etched with concern, but

through bodily fluids, which explained why Kallum's reaction had

It was evident that once

the reality of witnessing her detachment was agonizing for Kallum. His heart was suffused with a mixture of emotions,

resist the urge to reach out to her; revealing the full extent of

would undoubtedly remain by his side until the bitter end. However,

the virus had