Reborn to ruin the Valmonts

Joan pov,

Darkness did not feel like death.

It felt like silence, like I was falling into deep water where no one could hear my screams.

Just then, I gasped.

Air rushed violently into my lungs as though I had been drowning, my eyes snapped open.

I was standing in front of a mirror, I wasn't covered in blood, no pain— just silk and bedazzledness.

It was a bridal boutique, this was the day before my wedding.

Right now the white lace Cascaded around my body, with pins tucked carefully at my waist, two women were adjusting the hem of my gown.

And right in front of me stood Nova.

She was smiling.

Damn, I was far more than irritated.

“You look so beautiful,” she said.

I almost laughed.

My eyes glared at her for a while, without me know, she noticed it. She tilted her head and asked softly, “Are you alright?”

“Yes. I am” I said nodding, before staring back at my reflection, but I wasn't. I stood there fuming in anger, I wanted to rip her to her bones.

Because, I had just recalled her hands shoving me off the balcony top in a flash second.

I recalled her nails which dug into my scalp as she dragged me, and the way she laughed while I fell.

Just then her phone rang, He lips slightly Curved up as she quickly excused herself, saying she'd be right back. I watched her back disappear through the boutique door which chimed as she rushed out.

The moment she stepped out, my chest tightened.

This was the day, in my previous life, exactly by this time, a broadcast had gone viral.

Harry's biggest business rival.

Louis Gonzalez.

My once upon a time high school heartthrob, my crush during my teenage days.

We both stopped talking after his family moved abroad, he had begged me to follow him but I couldn't and that was when I met Harry.

From what I could remember, he was supposed to get married today— to a lady his family handpicked themselves.

But from what I recall, she never showed up.

I remembered the news had exploded the next morning, with the paparazzi swarmed over his estate.

“Billonaire Groom stood up.”

This became the highlight of every paper for the month.

I remembered watching the broadcast On my honeymoon suite television, laughing lightly at the irony.

Little did I know that I was the real fool.

I glanced at the clock on the boutique wall.

The time matched, exactly.

A slow smile curved over my lips, as a full blown plan arched in my head.

I stepped down from the platform.

“I'll be back,” I said, still smiling at the saleswoman as I calmly handed her the gown.

The lady blinked in confusion but then she nodded.

I immediately walked towards the door and the moment I stepped outside. I saw Nova returning.

And right beside her— was Harry.

My stomach rumbled and twist.

I immediately turned and took another exit, I moved quickly before they could barely spot me.

“Not today..” I whispered.

Definitely not this life.

I hailed a cab immediately, gave the driver an address and from my calculations. He definitely should be at the marriage registrar.

The moment I arrived, the walk way was dry. It felt like no one was getting married. My eyes scanned around and finally it landed on two luxury cars which were lined up at the entrance.

The first car wasn't tinted but the second was, history was about to repeat itself and now it was kead for me to change his and also mine.

I spotted a man pacing near the sleek black car with the tinted windows. His face clearly looked irritated and tense.

I immediately walked straight towards the vehicle as though I belonged there and then, I knocked on the tinted glass.

The pacing man immediately stepped in front of me.

“Sorry, Miss. You need to leave. You are not supposed to be here.”

I smiled without moving.

“What do you mean, I'm not supposed to be here.”

“I guess you didn't get the news, but no one is getting married here today because my boss is getting married today.”

Power and status, what it can get you in this city.

I still had my smile on me, still insisting on moving towards the tinted glass car again.

“Madam, please, I do not want to have them bundle you out of here.”

“It's alright,”A voice sounded, as the dark window rolled down slowly.

The first thing I saw, was his jawline.

It was sharp and defined, along with his dark sunglasses.

He slowly lifted a single finger, and suddenly the man and the security which were alert stepped aside immediately.

I smiled, without hesitation. I opened the car door and slid inside.

The air smelled expensive and now we were both quite a few inch apart.

He slowly removed his sunglasses slowly.

His eyes met mine, and for a brief second a wave of recognition flickered.

“Hello, Louis Gonzalez,” I said.

He stared at me and just like that his hus lips curved.

“How may I help you, young lady?” He asked.

He wasn't irritated, his eyes were filled with curiosity and I knew too well this was my cue.

Just then, my phone began to vibrate violently in hand.

I didn't bother to look at it, instead I pressed on the power button once and it went silent.

I kept my eyes locked on Louis.

And then I blurted.

“ I want you to marry me, Right now.”

The air in the car cooled almost immediately, the silence became louder and his expression— I didn't change.

But his eyes— they sharpened.

My phone, began to buzz again.

And again.

And again.

The moment I turned the screen up, Harry's name flashed across the screen.

“Are you not going to pick that?” He asked.

“Don’t bother.” I said, immediately silencing it.

Then I stared back at Louis who still had not taken his eyes off me.

“I'm sorry, but I can not fufil your wish..” his voice, sounded cold through the air.