Bound to the Ruthless
Seraphina Voss is a kind, ordinary 22-year-old college student who only dreams of a quiet, peaceful life. But everything shatters the night she is kidnapped on her way home. Her first defiant cry rings out: “Sino ka?! Bitawan mo ‘ko!” — yet no one answers, as she is taken away and locked inside a cold, luxurious room that is nothing more than a gilded cage.
Her captor is Dante Moretti: ruthless, powerful, and wealthy enough to own almost everything and everyone in the city. He took Seraphina simply because he wanted her, believing he has the right to claim anything his eyes set on.
Seraphina begs every maid and guard for help, but no one dares assist — they value their jobs, families, and lives too much to cross Dante. To break her spirit, Dante slowly makes her life miserable: freezing cold room, barely enough tasteless food, lights kept on 24/7 so she can never rest, and closed curtains that keep all sunlight away. He wants her weak, helpless, and completely dependent on him.
He reminds her again and again that she belongs to him entirely — body, life, and will. He cruelly claims the world has forgotten her; her family thinks she ran away, no one is looking for her, and only he holds her fate. All suffering will end, he promises, the moment she submits and accepts she is his.
But even as she grows weak, sick, and hopeless, Seraphina refuses to surrender. He may have trapped her body, but she will never let him own her heart, her spirit, or her identity.
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Chapter: Chapter 5 ang pag kawalang pag-asaHindi ko na matandaan kung ilang araw na akong nakakulong dito. Ang oras ay tila huminto, ang mga araw at gabi ay naghalo na dahil sa laging nakabukas na ilaw. Ang katawan ko ay parang hindi na akin—mahina, mabigat, laging nanginginig sa lamig na tumatagos kahit sa buto, at laging kumakalam ang sikmura dahil sa kaunting pagkaing ibinibigay nila. Minsan ay nilalagnat ako dahil sa matinding ginaw at kawalan ng pahinga, at kapag ganu’n, nakahiga lang ako sa matigas na sahig, nag-iisa, walang nag-aalaga, walang nagbibigay man lang ng gamot o tubig na sapat.Nang pumasok ang isang katulong para mag-iwan ng kaunting tinapay at tubig, pinilit kong bumangon kahit parang luluhog ang ulo ko sa sakit. Gumapang ako palapit sa kanya, hawak ang laylayan ng kanyang damit, basang-basa na ang mukha ko sa luha at pawis.“Pakiusap… nakikiusap ako sa’yo,” bulong ko, halos wala nang boses, namamatay na sa panghihina. “Nilalagnat ako… masama ang pakiramdam ko. Kahit kaunting gamot lang, o kumot kahit luma…
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Chapter: Chapter 4 Ang pag sira ng loobLumipas ang mga araw, at tila lalong lumala ang lahat. Matapos iwanan ako ni Dante noong nakaraang gabi, parang nagkaroon pa siya ng bagong utos na lalo akong pahirapan. Ang manipis na kumot na gamit ko noon ay inalis pa ng mga katulong nang walang salita, kaya ngayon ay nakahiga na lang ako sa matigas na banig, nanginginig sa lamig na tumatagos hanggang sa buto ko. Ang pagkaing dinadala nila ay naging mas kaunti pa—isang maliit na piraso ng tuyong tinapay at isang maliit na baso ng tubig lang sa buong maghapon. Ang ilaw sa kisame ay hindi na pinapatay kahit kailan, laging nakabukas, laging nakakasilaw, kaya hindi ako makapagpahinga o makatulog nang maayos kahit saglit lang. Ang mata ko ay namumula at nangangalay, ang katawan ko ay nanghihina dahil sa gutom at kawalan ng tulog, at ang isip ko ay unti-unting napupuno ng pagkalito at pagod.Pero kahit ganoon, hindi pa rin ako tumigil na sumubok. Sa tuwing may pumapasok para mag-iwan ng pagkain o maglinis, lumalapit pa rin ako, kahit hal
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Chapter: Chapter 3 walang katapusang pagsubokLumipas pa ang marami pang araw, o linggo—hindi ko na talaga matukoy. Sa kwartong ito, walang pagkakaiba ang umaga at gabi. Laging pareho ang lamig, pareho ang katahimikan, pareho ang pakiramdam na parang unti-unting nilalamon ako ng kadiliman. Ang tanging palatandaan ko lang na lumilipas ang oras ay ang pagpasok ng mga katulong para magdala ng pagkain at maglinis, at ang paminsan-minsang pagdalaw ni Dante—na laging nagdadala ng takot at panibagong bigat sa dibdib ko.Sinubukan ko pa ring lumaban, kahit alam kong paulit-ulit lang akong madadapa. Noong pumasok ang isang katulong para ayusin ang higaan ko, lumapit ako nang mabilis, hawak ang laylayan ng damit niya, puno ng luha at pagmamakaawa ang mukha.“Pakiusap… nakikiusap ako sa’yo,” bulong ko, halos wala nang boses dahil sa laging pag-iyak. “Hindi ako humihingi ng kalayaan. Kahit kaunting tinapay lang na malambot, o kumot na mas makapal, o kahit buksan mo lang ang bintana nang limang minuto para lang makahinga ako… gagawin ko ang l
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Chapter: Chapter 2 Ang kulongan na walang bakasLumipas ang mga araw, at para sa akin, tila huminto na ang pag-ikot ng mundo. Hindi ko na alam kung ilang oras, ilang araw, o ilang linggo na akong nakakulong sa kwartong ito. Laging nakasarado ang mga kurtina, laging pare-pareho ang liwanag, laging pare-pareho ang lamig na tumatagos hanggang sa buto ko. Nawala na ang pagkakaiba ng umaga at gabi, at ang buhay ko ay naging walang ibang laman kundi paghihintay, takot, at walang katapusang pagdurusa.Sinubukan ko pa ring lumaban, kahit alam ko nang walang saysay. Sa bawat pagpasok ng mga katulong para maglinis o magdala ng pagkain, lalo akong lumalapit, nakikiusap, at nagmamakaawa.“Pakiusap… kahit kaunting kumot lang, nilalamig na nilalamig ako,” sabi ko sa isa sa kanila habang nanginginig ang labi. “O kahit tubig na maligamgam lang… o buksan niyo lang nang kaunti ang bintana para lang makahinga ako ng sariwang hangin. Hindi ko hinihingi ang kalayaan ko, kahit kaunting ginhawa lang.”Pero gaya ng dati, ibinaling lang nila sa akin ang ma
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Chapter: Chapter 1 ang pag dukotNaglalakad ako pauwi galing sa aklatan, puno ng libro ang mga bisig at abala ang isip sa mga simpleng pangarap ko: makatapos ng pag-aaral, makahanap ng tahimik na trabaho, at mamuhay nang payapa. Hindi ko inaasahang sa gabing ito, ang lahat ng kilala at mahal ko ay biglang aagawin sa akin sa isang iglap.Isang makintab at itim na sasakyan ang huminto sa tabi ko nang tahimik at mabilis. Bago pa man ako makatakbo, dalawang malalakas na kamay ang humawak nang mahigpit sa mga braso ko at bigla akong hinila papasok sa nakabukas na pinto. Kumawala ako at lumaban nang buong lakas, at sa takot at galit ay isinigaw ko agad ang mga salitang una kong nabigkas:“Sino ka?! Bitawan mo ‘ko! Pakawalan niyo ako!”Walang sumagot. Isang tela na may matapang at nakakahilo na amoy ang idiniin sa bibig at ilong ko, agad na pumigil sa aking paghinga at sigaw. Gumagalaw at pumapalo ako nang walang tigil, pilit na tumatakas, pero napakalakas at hindi matibag ng kanilang paghawak. Umikot ang paningin ko, lumab
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Revenge on my Cold-Hearted Ex-Husband
Three years ago, Elara was cruelly abandoned by her husband Kian, who stripped her of everything and claimed she was never worthy of him. Believing he never loved her, she rebuilt her life and swore to forget him.
But everything changes when she is called to save his life-only to learn every harsh word, every act of cruelty, and even their divorce were all lies. Kian pushed her away just to protect her from powerful enemies hunting his wealth. Worse, her most trusted best friend Elena has betrayed her all along, working for Julian Rutherford-the respected tycoon who is the real mastermind behind all their suffering.
Now Elara must choose: hold onto old pain, or stand by the man who sacrificed everything for her, fight back, and reclaim the love and life that was almost stolen from them.
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Chapter: Chapter 5: The Real MastermindSilence filled the hospital room long after the police dragged Elena away. Her screams and curses faded as they walked down the hallway, but her last words echoed sharply in Elara’s mind: “This isn’t over! There are more of us! They are still out there, and they will destroy everything you love!”Elara sank into the chair beside Kian’s bed, her whole body still trembling. All those years of friendship, every tear she had shared with the woman she considered her sister, every secret she had entrusted to her—none of it was real. The pain she felt now cut deeper than the heartbreak of her divorce. Back then, she thought she had lost the man she loved; now, she realized she had been betrayed by the person she trusted the most.She felt Kian’s warm hand wrap around hers, holding it firmly. Even though he was still weak from the surgery, his grip was steady and protective.“I knew she was never truly on our side,” Kian said softly, his voice hoarse but clear. “Even when we were still marrie
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Chapter: Chapter 4: The Enemy WithinElara stared at the small diamond earring resting on her palm, her fingers trembling. It was impossible. Elena was her best friend—her only companion through the worst years of her life. She was the one who had held her when she cried over Kian, who had told her she deserved better, who had helped her build her confidence back up. How could she be the one behind all this?Maybe she dropped it earlier today, Elara told herself desperately, trying to find an excuse. When she hugged me, or when she sat by the bed. It doesn’t mean anything.But her heart sank when she remembered the threatening message on her phone, and the nurse’s description of the intruder: tall, slim, dark hair, wearing a beige coat—the exact same things Elena was wearing just hours ago.The door creaked open, and Lucas walked in. He had come to check on Kian, but his eyes immediately fell on the earring in Elara’s hand. His expression turned grim.“That’s hers, isn’t it?” he asked quietly.Elara nodded slowly, her th
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Chapter: Chapter 3: Shadows in the LightIn the three days leading up to the surgery, Elara spent almost every waking hour at the hospital. She told herself she was there to make sure everything went smoothly, to oversee the preparations, but deep down, she knew it was more than that. Every hour she spent with Kian felt like she was getting back the years they had lost, one conversation at a time.Kian was still weak, but whenever Elara was near, his eyes held a brightness she hadn’t seen in years. They talked late into the nights—about the early days of their marriage, about the dreams they had shared, and most of all, about the pain of the separation.“I hated myself every single day I was away from you,” Kian admitted one evening, his voice soft as he held her hand gently, afraid he might break her. “Every harsh word I said, every cold look I gave you… it felt like I was tearing my own heart out. But I thought it was the only way. I thought if you hated me, you’d be safe.”Elara wiped the tear that rolled down his cheek,
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Chapter: Chapter 2 Ghosts of the PastThe drive back to her office felt longer than usual. Elara stared out the car window, watching the city pass by in a blur of lights and movement, but her mind was stuck in that hospital room. The image of Kian lying weak in bed, his usual sharp confidence gone, replayed over and over.Why me? she thought, pressing her fingers to her throbbing temples. Why does it have to be me?She settled into her desk later that afternoon, but work felt impossible. Every document she picked up, every call she took, only reminded her of the man she’d tried so hard to erase from her life. She found herself flipping through old photo albums—ones she’d kept hidden in a box at the back of her closet, too afraid to look at them for years.There they were: photos of her and Kian on their wedding day, laughing as they exchanged vows. Photos of them traveling to the coast, walking hand in hand along the beach, sunlight catching on their faces. Photos of them at business galas, Kian looking at her with eyes f
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Chapter: Chapter 1 The Unexpected CallThe morning sun filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Elara Vance’s office, casting warm golden streaks across the polished wooden desk. For three years, this space had been her sanctuary—proof that she could stand on her own, that she didn’t need anyone to build a successful life. She ran a thriving interior design firm, her name known and respected in the business world, and to the outside world, she was the picture of confidence and contentment.But behind her calm smile, Elara carried a heavy burden. Every time she closed her eyes, she remembered the man who had once been her world: Kian Vance. The man who had been her husband, her partner, her everything—until he had turned cold, distant, and cruel. One day, without warning, he had filed for divorce, stripped her of the assets they had built together, and told her in a voice as cold as ice: “You are not worthy of being my wife. Leave my life and never return.”Those words had broken her. For months, she had grieved, fe
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