REBORN My Second Life I Became The Villianess (Nyxara) novel Chapter 112

The laughter around the breakfast table didn’t stop. Uncle Pascal was still rubbing the back of his head where Dad had smacked him. Elena just shook her head and kept drinking her coffee. Ella and Bianca looked at each other like they weren’t even surprised anymore.

Vinceno cut into his eggs and said, “You’re serious about leaving her trapped with roaches, spiders and rats.” he asked.

“Yeah,” I said. “One week in a dark room. The works. Then we let her go and watch her fall apart in front of everyone.”

Dad didn’t even look up from his phone. “The men are ready. Just say when.” he said.

Dario’s hand found my thigh under the table and gave it a light squeeze. “Tonight works.” he said.

I nodded. “Tonight’s fine.” I replied. Breakfast kept going like normal after that. Everyone talked about work and random plans. No one made a big deal out of it, apparently that was how things worked in this house. Once a decision was made, it just moved forward.

After we finished eating I went upstairs with Dario. He closed the bedroom door and leaned against it.

“You sure you don’t want to see her at all during the week?” he asked.

“I’m sure, I don’t need to talk to her. I just want her broken when she comes out.” I said.

He smiled a little. “Alright, your father and I will handle it.” he said.

He pulled out his phone and started texting while I got dressed. Simple clothes, nothing fancy. By the time I was ready he had already sent the orders.

“They’ll take her after midnight,” he said. “Clean, no noise. She’ll be in the room before sunrise.”

“Good.”

We went back downstairs. The rest of the day felt normal. I took a few work calls because I really didn't fell like going in to cipher core today. Elena asked me about some dinner plans later in the week. Ella and Bianca tried to drag me into shopping talk. Uncle Pascal kept making jokes about how quiet the house was. Dad just stayed on his phone, checking updates from his own people.

Around nine that night Dario got a short message.

“They’re moving.” he said.

I didn’t say anything, I just nodded and kept reading on the couch. An hour later another message came.

“She’s in the van.”

Then one more.

“Room is locked. Creatures are in. Cameras are live. Vitals are steady.”

That was it, I didn’t need anymore updates. I put my phone down and leaned against Dario’s shoulder. He kissed the top of my head and left his arm around me. We stayed like that until we both got tired and went upstairs.

The next seven days passed in the same easy way. I went to the office and handled meetings, signed things, then came home and ate dinner with everyone. Elena cooked one night which was very rare. Vinceno complained about some business deal the next. Uncle Pascal started sharing random stories that made Grandfather roll his eyes. Ella and Bianca kept trying to plan a girls’ day that never quite happened.

No one brought up Nysa much. When they did, it was short.

“She’s still breathing,” Dario would say after checking his phone.

“Good,” I’d answer and that was all.

On the third day Carlton called and his voice was tired.

“Hello

“Hello sweetheart, she’s been missing since the night before last,” he said. “Caroline is losing her mind and calling everyone. I told her I don’t know where Nysa went and I don’t care.”

“Alright,” I said.

“Are you handling it?” he asked.

“Yes.” I said quietly.

He was quiet for a second. “Good. Don’t tell me the details.” he said.

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