No More Loving in Vain

My husband—the mafia boss—loses his first love to suicide. Celeste Reyes couldn't accept that he was marrying me.

Since then, Darius Sterling mourns her publicly every day, and we become the kind of couple that despises each other more than anyone else.

However, when the Moretti family of Eastbourne sends assassins after me, Darius takes the bullet meant for me.

The bullet is poisoned. As he lies weakly in my arms, he whispers, "I saved your life. My debt to your mother is repaid. In our next life, let's not meet again.

"I don't want to hate you anymore. I just hope you'll always be the girl next door. Now, it's time for me to be with Celeste."

And just like that, he dies in my arms.

I cry my heart out, but Darius never looks at me again. Only then do I realize how foolish and childish our hatred has been all these years.

Later, after I eliminate the Morettis, I take my own life for him.

Yet, when I open my eyes again, I'm back at 20—the year of our engagement. I reject my father's plan for an arranged marriage and choose to go to New Verden to manage the family business.

This time, I'll stay far away from Darius and give him and Celeste my blessings.

After I was reborn, I left Darius Sterling alone. But the leg I had injured for his sake when I confessed last month still throbbed from time to time.

The night before our engagement was finalized, the pain was still unbearable. I was about to reach for some ointment when Darius walked in with a bottle of medicine.

He didn't say a word. Instead, he gently applied the ointment to my leg. The tenderness of his touch made my heart skip a beat.

"Natalia, stop hurting yourself just to make me love you. You need to take better care of yourself," said Darius.

His words caught me off guard, and bitterness spread through my chest. That was how he was—gentle, yet always pushing me away.

I used to think he was just reserved. However, after Celeste Reyes died, I realized he had kept me at arm's length because he didn't love me.

When I didn't respond, his tone sharpened. "Say something! Natalia Blackwood, I'll only say this once. If you ever do this to yourself again, I won't save you. I'll let you die!"

Darius' voice carried the same disgust he had shown me in my past life after Celeste's death.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I nodded. "Alright. I won't hurt myself again, and I won't bother you anymore."

After a brief hesitation, I tugged lightly at Darius' sleeve, blinking nervously. "Could you… pat my head one last time? Just once."

Almost immediately, disgust flickered across his face. His brows furrowed as he pulled away.

I drew in a deep breath and pleaded again. "Please… I swear this is the last time I'll ever ask you to do