LOGINBlurb One sacred promise, a thousand lies, and one secret that destroys. For Dewangga, his wedding day with Vivian should have been the beginning of a perfect and honorable life. However, a small incident in the dressing room—an accidental spill of coffee—led him into a trap he never expected. Behind the locked door, he met Davian, Vivian's wild and manipulative half-brother. Davian knew Dewangga's biggest secret. He knew that behind the dashing wedding suit, Dewangga hid an orientation that he suppressed deeply. With intoxicating touches and sharp words, Davian began to ensnare Dewangga in an irresistible forbidden obsession. Now, Dewangga is trapped in a torturous charade. By day, he is the perfect husband to Vivian. But in the darkness, he is a prisoner of Davian's passion. When his wife's touch no longer stirs his body, Dewangga is forced to borrow another man's shadow to survive his wedding night.
View MoreThe moments leading up to noon felt like a countdown to an execution. Dewangga sat in his comfortable office chair, yet he felt as though he were sitting in an electric chair. In front of him, the monitor displayed the Grand Horizon project permit documents that Vivian had prepared with meticulous care. On the other side of the desk lay a black flash drive given to him by Davian—an instrument designed to insert an error into the land coordinates that would render the entire permit legally defective.If Dewangga inserted the flash drive, Vivian would be destroyed in front of her own father. Mr. Surya did not tolerate incompetence, especially not a humiliating technical mistake in a tender of this magnitude. Vivian would lose all trust, and her position in the company would be seized by Davian. But if Dewangga refused, Davian would press the “send” button on the audio recordings that could ruin Dewangga’s life in a single instant.“God… what should I do?” Dewangga whispered hoarsely, hi
Davian was not waiting on the bed. The man sat behind a teakwood desk, staring at his laptop screen with a pair of glasses resting on the bridge of his nose—a rare sight, yet somehow making him look even more dominant.“You’re ten minutes late, Dewangga,” Davian said without looking up. His voice was cold, different from usual.Dewangga closed the door and locked it. “Vivian kept me. She… she asked a lot about work.”Davian slowly closed his laptop and removed his glasses. He stood up and walked toward Dewangga with the grace of a predator. But instead of pulling Dewangga into his arms, Davian stopped a few steps in front of him.“Do you know what I hate the most, Dewangga?” Davian asked quietly. “Disloyalty.”Dewangga swallowed hard, feeling as if Davian could read his thoughts about the flash drive and Vivian’s black folder.“I don’t know what you mean.”Davian smiled cynically. He walked toward the large sofa in the middle of the room and picked up his phone.“Sit down. I want to s
Vivian stood in front of the vanity table, slowly removing her diamond earrings. I sat on the edge of the bed, still wearing my wrinkled shirt, feeling like a defendant waiting for a judge’s verdict.“Dewangga,” Vivian’s voice was calm, yet that calmness was far more frightening than anger. “How long do you think we can keep living like this?”I stared at the tips of my shoes, not daring to lift my face. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Vivian.”“Stop making a fool of me!” Vivian turned quickly, her breathing beginning to grow uneven. “I know Davian went into your room last night. I know what happened on the third floor. And I know… I know you never truly look at me when we’re together in this bed.”Every word that left Vivian’s mouth felt like a slap across my face. I wanted to deny it, but my tongue felt numb. The truth was too enormous to hide anymore.Vivian stepped closer and sat on the chair in front of me. She reached for my hand—a gentle touch that only made me feel ev
The next morning, the atmosphere in Vivian’s family residence felt far more suffocating than before. Even though the sunlight streamed brightly through the large windows, the house still felt like a dark, airless cave to me. I woke up beside Vivian, but my mind was still left on the third floor, inside that cold guest room with Davian.I stared at Vivian’s sleeping face. She looked so peaceful, so pure. Guilt struck me right in the chest, yet ironically, my body still carried the memory of Davian’s touch. I felt like a monster wearing human skin.When I went downstairs to find some coffee, I discovered Davian sitting alone at the dining table. He was reading a digital newspaper on his tablet, looking fresh as if last night he hadn’t just destroyed his brother-in-law’s morality.“Good morning, Dewangga,” he said without looking up. “Did you sleep well?”I didn’t answer. I simply poured coffee into a cup with slightly trembling hands. “Delete that recording, Davian. I did what you wante
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