Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace

Zion looked at me with a frown, clearly not believing what I just said.

"You mean you first reincarnated from Sophia Milford into Sofia Miller’s body, and now you’re in Una’s body?" He felt as if his head was splitting with this revelation.

Zion was a staunch materialist. Evidently, he did not believe me.

"You had sex with Violette in your rented apartment back in March," I said calmly, leaning against the wall.

I watched as Zion’s expression went from disdain to shock, then to complete embarrassment. "Fuck-"

He was probably wondering how I managed to say that with a straight face.

I continued, "Violette mentioned that since it was the first time for both of you, you were both quite nervous. She even suggested watching porn for educational purposes, but you said that was illegal and that the police shouldn’t break the law."

Zion took a deep breath and pointed at me, wanting me to shut up. He was embarrassed beyond words.

Violette wouldn’t have shared such private details with anyone other than Sophia. As such, he was already wavering

His gaze grew pleading as he clasped his hands together, signaling me to stop talking.

I said, "She said that your first time didn’t last long as it was your first experience with a woman, but you seemed to know what you were doing by the second time-

"I believe you, okay? Can you just... shut up, please?" Zion was almost begging on his knees.

I raised my brows and smiled. It was rather entertaining to tease someone.

Zion reached out to cover his face, looking utterly embarrassed. He picked up all the trash Violette had left outside the door, gritting his teeth as he said, "This needs to stay between us!"

I chuckled. "You were saying that I assaulted a police officer earlier-

"Forget about it. If you’re really Sophia, a few hits wouldn’t matter given how close we are.’ Zion was quick to change his tune.

He would never have believed in something like reincarnation if the secret experiment data of Genome Society hadn’t been exposed. But he started to waver after seeing the experiments.

"Do you believe me now? I could tell you more in detail if you’d like," I said, walking behind Zion.

"Please, no more," he pleaded helplessly for me to stop talking, feeling beyond embarrassed.

I followed him down and took his car to his residence.

"When did you buy this place?" Zion had bought a new house, so we were in an unfamiliar neighborhood now. "Some time ago before Dexter’s assistant, Ewan Bart, went missing, he helped me find this place. I wanted to make things official now that I’m with Violette."

"I thought we should get a house under both our names before registering our marriage. Once everything settles down, we can have a simple wedding,’ he replied, sounding a little bashful.

Zion was a straightforward person. He had been planning their wedding since the first day he got together with Violette.

"Later, I never got around to inviting you all with the renovations in place. Just when we finally moved in.. things happened with you and Dexter,’ he said with a sigh, looking sorrowful.

"But Violette would definitely be elated knowing that you came back. ’Regardless if he was willing to admit the fact that I had actually reincarnated, he still hoped that I was Sophia-for Violette’s sake.

I looked at Zion with sympathy. Things would never work out for both of them now.

She was from Genome Society, and her ties with them were too hidden. Even if she wasn’t the mastermind, she was definitely closely connected to them.noveldrama

There was definitely something off about her.

Leaving aside Violette’s future, it was likely that she had even used Zion as part of her scheme. She might have used his feelings to stay undercover more effectively.

Up until now, Zion had never suspected Violette’s identity.

"Have you proposed to Violette yet? Did she accept your proposal?" I looked at him and asked.

Zion shook his head. "Not yet. We’re moving in together first. I’ll find a time for that later.

"After returning from the desolate area, I was planning to find a good time for everyone to get together and propose to her. I never expected Daisy’s laboratory to blow up before I could," he said with a sigh.

I stopped asking further.

Zion’s feelings toward Violette probably ran deep after experiencing the serial murder cases, the incidents in the ruined building, and the Death Cruise.

How would he react if he found out about her identity?

And what about Violette? Did she have any genuine feelings for Zion?

"After what happened to you and Dexter, Violette could barely eat. She shuts herself in all the time. She even lost her appetite and is growing thinner with each passing day." Before Zion opened the door to his place, he sadly told me about Violette’s worsening condition.

I kept quiet.

Zion’s house was a second-hand property. Although it wasn’t in a new neighborhood, the location and layout of the house were rather good. I could tell that he put a lot of thought into it back then.

The house wasn’t very large, seemingly about a thousand square feet, with clean and minimal decorations that looked cozy.

However, the doorstep was now cluttered with takeout boxes and trash bags even though Zion had only been away for a day.

He was stunned upon opening the door. Didn’t he just mention that Violette had lost her appetite? What were all these takeout boxes, then?

As for Violette, she was currently lounging on the couch in her shorts, watching a movie. She was even munching on barbecue-flavored chips and reacting exaggeratedly while engrossed in the movie.

She did not even look up when Zion came back. "Don’t tell me you stayed up the entire night? Do you want to head in to rest for a bit?’

Violette only looked up when she realized that he wasn’t responding. She noticed that I had followed him back. At that moment, she instinctively hid her barbecue-flavored chips and looked at us with a fatigued expression. "I’m feeling dizzy, Zion. I haven’t eaten for days-’

Both Zion and I looked at the takeout boxes. ’Who has been eating these, then?"

"Well, I ordered them for you, and I only had some mouthfuls. I only finished them up when I saw that you weren’t coming back,’ Violette softly replied.

Resigned, Zion looked at me apologetically. "You guys can talk. I’ll take the trash out."

As soon as he left, Violette got up and stared at me warily. "The Eagle has landed."

She was trying to exchange secret codes with me, but we had none between us.

"Shut up, sit down, and continue eating your chips," I said indifferently.

Violette’s expression changed visibly. She seemed nervous as she asked, ’A delinquent pursued you in 12th grade. He wrote you a love letter, which you tore up after one glance. Do you still remember what it said?"

I sat in front of her and calmly said, "He said that he was interested in me and wanted to sleep with me." Violette took a deep breath and was about to continue asking.

"Your first time with Zion didn’t last long. You said that it took, at most, ten minutes from start to finish," I teased

Zion, who had returned from taking out the trash, stood by the entrance with indescribable embarrassment. Violette was visibly flushed as she rushed over to cover my mouth.

His eyes twitched. He did not know if he should leave or stay. "Well, I still have things to do. You guys can continue. I’ll head back to work."

With that, Zion bolted out of the door almost immediately.