Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 4

Cordelia stepped into the shop that looked modest from the outside, only to find it was more like a mini–mart on the inside, spanning well over a thousand square feet. Several aisles stocked with an array of items stood erect, much like the aisles of a supermarket

Oddly, for such a sizable store, no customers were shopping. Only two men stood near the checkout counter by

the entrance

With a smirk and cute fangs that suggested he was probably an employee, one of them was trying the other, a gesture that seemed to have irritated the man beside him.

to appease

The angry man was dressed head–to–toe in black, a pair of jeans, and a button–up shirt. His head bowed, short hair partially obscuring his sharp features. One hand casually tucked into his pocket while the other had the shirt sleeve rolled up to reveal a forearm with long, defined fingers resting leisurely on the countertop. He had an aura that screamed ‘trouble”

At that moment, both men were staring at Cordelia as she entered. The “cute fanged” employee’s plastered smile froze into a grimace as if he’d seen a ghost.

Cordelia paused as a wave of confusion washed over her.

It took ten seconds for the eerie silence to break when the apparent owner finally spoke with an unsettling tone. “What can I get you?”

His voice, surprisingly, was quite melodious.

After a brief hesitation, Cordelia nodded. “Yeah, you got any bottled water?”

“Yeah.” The man motioned to his employee, whom Cordelia dubbed ‘Little Fang, “Go fetch one”

With a snap of his fingers, ‘Little Fang‘ scampered off toward the fridge in the corner.

Soon, a bottle of water was on the counter.

Bending her head to open her wallet, Cordelia inquired, “How much is it?”

Suddenly, a shadow loomed over her, the bottle of water being pushed toward her as the man’s deep, magnetic voice floated down from above. “On the house, girl.”

Cordelia looked up.

slightly forward, his strikingly handsome face was mere inches from hers. His deep eyes seemed to hold endless depths, sending a shiver

dangerous. She needed to keep her

warm current rushing through

in her heart, as if something had brutally stabbed and

over in agony. Her forehead beaded with cold sweat. A whispering voice seemed to echo from afar, yet it felt so close, chanting. “Love or die…

pain escalated, becoming so intense that she

sensation made it clear that this was no joke. But where could she find

then, a large hand grasped her arm. She looked up to meet Everard’s icy gaze.

on the brink of passing out

Be my boyfriend, and I’ll have

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slightly with those words.

They worked.

in relief.

with shock. When Cordelia glanced his way, he quickly

have the guts to confess to his boss? The spark of gossip ignited in Calvert’s eyes, barely veiling his exhilaration. He wished he could scream or live

claimed to be, could she match their boss‘ wealth? And as for

were keeping tabs on her and came to make a mockery. How would the

fell silent.

chest still throbbed with pain, but it no longer clouded

menace he carried suggested he was from the underworld. And considering the shop’s bleak

puzzled by the mysterious voice, engaging in a faux romance. was a small price

slow in coming. His gaze narrowed, a

love upon first meeting?

as Cordelia considered seeking someone else if he refused, the man finally spoke, “Everard Watkins.”

her eyes widened

continued. “That’s your boyfriend’s

pain vanished entirely, leaving her feeling surreal as if everything had