MasukAt Stanton University, power is currency and morality is optional. Juhoon Choi aka Trunks sits at the top of the Diamond Board — heir to an empire, untouchable, and emotionally unreadable. Park Suhee stands beside him as his lifelong protector, confidante, and silent lover, hiding years of devotion behind loyalty and restraint. Then Angelique Rochefort transfers in. Elegant. Calculated. Dangerous. She arrives with one purpose: to kill Trunks. She seduces her way into his life, manipulating his trust, isolating him from Suhee, and turning Stanton’s elite against each other. What begins as a carefully executed revenge scheme soon spirals into something far more dangerous when real emotions surface — love, jealousy, and obsession. As scandals erupt, alliances fracture, and lies are weaponized, Suhee becomes collateral damage in a war she never chose. Betrayal cuts deep, intimacy becomes a weapon, and the line between victim and villain blurs beyond recognition. But vengeance has a price and when the truth finally emerges, redemption may come only through sacrifice. In a world ruled by power, love is the most dangerous gamble of all. Because in a world ruled by power, love is the most dangerous weakness of all, and at Stanton University, every heart hides a motive—and every kiss can kill.
Lihat lebih banyak"Aku menerima pernikahan ini karena Nenek sudah terlalu tua untuk menjaga anakku."
Deg!
Alisa terdiam kala mendengar ucapan suami yang baru dinikahinya itu. Belum lagi, kala wanita itu harus mendengar kalimat selanjutnya.
"Setelah kepergian mamanya Aditya, aku tidak lagi bisa percaya dengan wanita manapun, tapi nyatanya sekarang aku harus menikah atas dasar pilihan Nenek."
Tanpa terasa, air mata berjatuhan di pipi wanita itu.
Bagaimana bisa pernikahan pertamanya begitu menyedihkan?
'Alisa, sabarlah!' batin Alisa menguatkan diri.
Darma tidak menatap Alisa sama sekali.
"Untuk saat ini, aku hanya ingin fokus pada perkembangan anakku dan perusahaan," ucapnya, "aku tahu, ini bukanlah salahmu, tapi salahku yang tidak bisa menolak. Hanya saja, aku tak bisa mencintaimu."
Setiap ucapan yang Darma lontarkan membuat wanita itu semakin terisak. Namun, pria itu seolah menulikan telinganya dengan pergi ke kemar mandi.
Rasanya, ia ingin kabur dari sini. Namun, bayangan anak berusia tiga tahun yang menyangangi Alisa--membuatnya berat.Drrt!Suara notifikasi pesan mengalihkannya dari lamunan. Ia segera mengecek ponselnya.
Namun ternyata, itu berasal dari ponsel Darma. Langsung saja, Alisa mengambil--hendak menyerahkannya. Hanya saja, ia tercenung kala melihat wallpaper suaminya itu. Darma terlihat bahagia dan serasi dengan seorang wanita lain dalam balutan pakaian pengantin.Alisa tidak tahu alasan Reni--mamanya Aditya--pergi, namun ... satu yang pasti: nenek Darma drop dan sakit parah setelahnya.
Tanpa sengaja, pesan Darma terlihat oleh matanya.
[ Mas, aku sudah sampai di Bandara, aku tunggu kamu ]
'Alisa, tenanglah! Jangan berfikir yang jauh, mungkin itu adalah teman atau saudaranya' batin Alisa--menguatkan diri.Hanya saja, wanita itu tak menyangka Darma akan sedingin itu padanya.
Malam-malam setelah malam pertama yang menyakitkan, menjadi awal pertarungan Alisa dengan perasaannya sendiri.
Mereka tinggal sekamar namun seperti orang asing: tidak pernah saling bicara, tidak saling menyapa, bahkan tersenyum pun Darma seolah enggan
Hanya di luar kamarlah, Alisa mendapatkan senyuman suaminya, terutama di hadapan keluarga Darma. Mereka seolah suami-istri yang saling menyayangi. Bahkan, Alisa dan Darma selalu terlihat serasi dalam pertemuan keluarga.
Banyak wanita yang merasakan iri dengan apa yang Alisa dapatkan.
Untungnya, ada Aditya yang selalu menguatkan Alisa sebulan ini. Setidaknya, ia merasa dibutuhkan di rumah itu.
"Mama," panggil anak kecil mendadak seraya memeluknya.
Alisa sontak tersenyum.
Akan tetapi, ucapan nenek sang suami membuat Alisa yang tadinya ingin membalas ucapan anak sambungnya terdiam.
"Sayang, biarkan Mama istirahat dulu," nasehatnya sambil memangku cucu pertamanya itu, "Bagaimana Sa, Apakah ada kabar bahagia?"Sebenarnya, Alisa mengerti dengan maksud pertanyaan sang mertua, tetapi ... Alisa tidak bisa berkata jujur dengan apa yang terjadi antara dirinya dan suaminya.
"Alisa?"
Wanita itu sontak tersadar dari lamunan. "Belum, Nek. Mungkin Alisa masih harus fokus merawat Aditya. "
"Kapan-kapan, ikutlah program kehamilan. Aditya sudah cukup besar untuk memiliki seorang adik, iya kan, Aditya?" tanya sang Nenek buyut mendadak.
"Adik?" beo bocah laki-laki itu panik, "Tidak! Aditya gak mau adik, nanti adik akan ambil Mama dariku."
Aditya lantas turun dan beralih ke pangkuan Alisa yang hanya bisa tersenyum sopan pada wanita tua di hadapannya itu.
Jika orang-orang mengatakan bulan pertama pernikahan adalah hari-hari yang paling indah dan penuh hasrat, sayangnya tak berlaku untuk keduanya. Akan tetapi, Alisa jelas tak mungkin mengatakan itu.
Tanpa sadar, air matanya luruh. Hal itu jelas saja diketahui Aditya
"Ma, Mama kenapa nangis, apa Aditya berat?" tanya sang anak panik.
Ia bahkan langsung turun dari pangkuan Alisa, hingga wanita itu sadar jika diriya masih ada diantara nenek dan anak sambungnya.
"Alisa, Apakah ada masalah?" tanya nenek Ratih, "Kenapa kau terlihat sedih, Nak?"Alisa menggeleng. "Bukan begitu, Nek. Alisa hanya kangen adik-adik Alisa di panti, sudah lama Alisa gak nengok mereka," ucap Alisa berbohong.
"Sekali-kali ajak suamimu berkunjung ke sana," ucap wanita tua itu prihatin, "Biar bagaimanapun, kau adalah kakak mereka. Nanti, kalau Darma datang, ajaklah dia, sekali-kali kalian keluar rumah berdua."Lagi-lagi, Alisa hanya bisa mengangguk dan tersenyum--tak berani berbicara banyak karena ia pun takut berharap.
Kriet
Suara pintu terdengar mengalihkan fokus ketiganya."Papa....!" teriak Aditya seketika begitu ia melihat Darma datang.Pria itu sontak tersenyum. "Anaknya Papa, jangan lari. Nanti, kalau jatuh bagaimana?" ucap Darma seraya menggendong anaknya itu.
"Pa, nanti Aditya mau beli sosis Kenzle ya, Pa. Di kulkas sudah habis," ucap Aditya mengadu pada sang Papa."Nanti kita beli bareng ya, Sayang.""Sekali-kali bawa Alisa juga, walau bagaimana pun, Alisa sekarang adalah ibu dari Aditya," ucap Nenek Ratih.
"Apakah kau mau ikut?" tanya Darma.Meski tak melihat ke arahnya, tentu Alisa tahu jika itu adalah pertanyaan untuknya.
"Tidak usah, Mas. Saya nunggu dirumah saja," ucap Alisa seraya tersenyum."Loh, kenapa, Lis? Sekali-kali, kalian jalan berdua," ucap neneknya."Nek, dia sudah jawab tidak, jadi gak usah paksa. Sayang... Papa mau keatas dulu ya, nanti kita main bareng, oke jagoan Papa," ucap Darma seraya menurunkan tubuh Aditya.
"Oke, Papa...."
Melihat Darma ke atas, Alisa langsung mengikutinya.
Meskipun mereka berperang dingin, tetapi Alisa selalu melakukan tugasnya sebagai seorang istri.
Alisa segera menyiapkan air hangat, lalu menyiapkan baju ganti.Setelahnya, wanita itu hendak keluar.
Namun, ringtone dari ponsel suaminya itu membuat Alisa penasaran.
Ada panggilan masuk dari kontak bernama Reni Anjani. Bahkan, lengkap dengan gambar cantiknya.Detak jantung Alisa berdetak dengan begitu cepat, ia hendak mengambil ponsel itu.
Namun, suara kran air tiba-tiba mati--membuat Alisa mengurungkan niatnya.
Brak!
Ia pun keluar. Hanya saja, ia tak tahu Darma melihatnya begitu terburu-buru. "Ada apa dengan perempuan itu?"Trunks woke up with a splitting headache, his temples throbbing as the pale London light filtered through the curtains. “Hey… how are you feeling?” Angelique asked softly from the edge of the bed. “Bad,” he groaned, pressing his hand to his forehead. “My head hurts so much.” “I’m sorry, babe. You fell asleep so fast last night—we didn’t even get to enjoy our evening together.” He squinted at the clock. “What time is it?” “Almost midday,” she replied. “Ugh… I don’t think we’re going anywhere today. I feel terrible.” “Then rest,” Angelique said gently. “I’ll make you some tea.” A few minutes later, she returned with a steaming cup. “Here,” she murmured, handing it to him. As he took a careful sip, Angelique hesitated for a moment. Then, with the calm tone of someone trying to sound casual, she said, “Babe… I know you’re not feeling well, but there’s something I need to ask you.” “Yeah?” Trunks mumbled. “I’m listening.” “Promise you won’t get m
When Trunks was completely asleep, Angelique quietly slipped out of their suite and made her way down the hall to Ryan’s room. “It was about time,” Ryan said from the couch, a lazy smirk on his face. “I was getting impatient.” “You don’t make things easy for me, I’ll have you know,” she muttered, sitting across from him. He handed her a glass of whiskey and a cigarette. “So… what’s up?” he asked, leaning forward. “I had to give him a sleeping substance so he wouldn’t wake up too soon,” she said, handing him a USB stick. “I got this from his computer. It’s about H Holdings and Sash Conglomerate.” Ryan smiled, swirling his drink. “I knew your goal wasn’t just the head of Stanton.” “I want to transfer all his shares to my name,” she said coldly. “And you think it’ll be that easy?” Ryan raised a brow. “Trunks has a powerful and strategic ally behind him.” “Not that strategic,” she retorted. “He shares all the updates with Trunks, and Trunks doesn’t even know how to hide th
The next morning they went out for breakfast. Angelique seemed particularly bright — a soft, secret smile she couldn’t quite hide. Flashes of the previous night returned to her in small, heated images: the way he’d touched her, the way he’d moved, the faint, intimate sounds she had never expected from him. For someone who claimed to be inexperienced, he had been unexpectedly confident. The memory left her flushed and quietly curious about how far things might go. “What are you thinking about?” Trunks asked. She took a sip of hot chocolate to hide the rose in her cheeks. “Nothing,” she said, and he laughed. “What’s so funny?” she asked. He reached out and wiped a smudge of foam from her lip with his finger, smiling. “So… how’s your dad?” he asked suddenly. Angelique blinked. “Huh?” “You said you called him yesterday.” He watched her carefully. “Oh—he’s fine,” she answered, casual on the surface. Inside, she let the ease of the lie settle. “We’re not very close. He’s alway
Two days had passed since the concert. Trunks hadn’t left his room—or eaten. He refused calls and wouldn’t see anyone except Angelique or Grandma Yuna. Depressed and withdrawn, he’d shut out the world, and Angelique took advantage of the moment. She planned their Christmas break herself, determined to make Trunks forget his pain and see her as his refuge. But deep down, she had another plan: to learn more about H Holdings, Sash Conglomerate, and the mysterious person behind Trunks’ fortune. And slowly, she was succeeding. Trunks, too broken to notice, gave her access to his accounts. She discreetly transferred funds into an offshore account shared with her secret accomplice. Meanwhile, she arranged an extravagant trip to London—five-star hotel, skating at Somerset House, Christmas shopping on Oxford Street, a West End show, Winter Wonderland at Hyde Park, and dinner in a gingerbread house. Grandma Yuna wasn’t pleased. She wanted Trunks to stay home for the holidays, to heal quietly
Trunks stumbled into his penthouse, completely shattered. The moment the door shut behind him, he collapsed to the floor, his body trembling as sobs tore through his chest. All the pain he had ever buried—every wound, every shadow—rushed out of him at once. His cries echoed through the vast apartme
The Velvet Gem teaser exploded across campus. Within hours, Velvet Gem was all anyone talked about. The three backup members — Raye, Cherry, and Lx-A — became instant campus stars, while Suhee and Cornelia’s fame soared even higher. Each member’s individual photoshoot captured their symbol, color
The tournaments and competitions had begun, and campus life pulsed with excitement. Angelique trained every day for the swimming contest, her determination unwavering. Trunks was always there—timing her laps, watching her glide through the water with admiration that bordered on devotion. Wh
“So, you mean Trunks is now officially dating that dumbass?” Cornelia asked, her jaw dropping. “Yes,” Suhee replied quietly, disappointment lacing her voice. “Actually,” Cornelia continued, twirling a strand of her hair, “we can’t really blame him. She’s prettier… and rich.” “Connie, you’re






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