LOGINDaphne Yildiz’s existence shattered when her path collided with the enigmatic, lethal dynasty of the White twins, Craig and Cara. Hunted by a merciless past and rapidly running out of shadows to hide in, she was violently backed into a dark corner. Forced to grab the heavy handle of a knife, she accepted a desperate, terrifying bargain. She agreed to trade her freedom. She agreed to marry Craig White. In exchange for her signature on a binding contract, he promised her the elite Bachelor of Design university education she starved for [shopping], and an unbreachable fortress from the dangerous, faceless executioners actively hunting her skin. As the calendar pages bled away inside the massive estate, Craig's quiet, protective warmth slowly dismantled her defenses, and Daphne found her heart helplessly, deeply falling for her own husband. Yet, a suffocating, bloodless distance remained under the mansion's roof. No matter how desperately she bared her soul, Craig resolutely, flatly refused to ever look at her body as a woman. Frustrated, abandoned, and starved for a solitary drop of authentic affection, Daphne fled the cold parameters of her marriage, seeking a fragile solace inside the private sanctuary of his identical twin sister, Cara. What began as a quiet, desperate comfort soon ignited a forbidden, volatile, and entirely consuming wildfire. Cara's touch didn't just soothe the ache; it burned away her boundaries, locking them into a secret, breathless midnight romance that threatened to reduce the entire White legacy to absolute ash. Now, trapped inside a dangerous web of gratitude and desire, Daphne faces an impossible choice. A single question stands directly between her and absolute destruction. Who truly holds her heart: the gentle man who first taught it to beat, or the twin sister who drove her completely mad with love?
View MoreDaphne and Craig were already in the dining area, but Cara’s empty seat made Daphne’s focus begin to slip. Ever since the day Cara survived that near-fatal accident—granted a second chance to continue her life—Daphne had become hyper-aware of her every move. Cara’s feelings had become Daphne’s absolute priority. That was why a suffocating wave of anxiety washed over her; Cara had been gone from the mansion for nearly an hour, and she wasn't answering any calls or messages. Craig noticed the restless tension in her shoulders. "Are you alright? Don't overthink it. You know what she's like." In truth, Daphne was simply terrified of losing Cara again. She swallowed hard, drawing a sharp, deep breath, but the heavy dread in her chest refused to ease. "I'll go ahead first," Daphne muttered quietly. She stood up from her seat in front of the long, expansive dining table, needing nothing more than to step away and find a quiet, solitary space just to breathe. Craig followed her h
The Residual Warmth The sharp click of the door handle cut through the heavy silence of the bedroom. Daphne slipped back inside, the quiet rustle of her silk robe brushing against her bare skin. She froze, her breath catching as she found Cara sitting up in bed, the sheets clutched tightly against her chest. Their eyes locked. In the space between them, the unspoken weight of the recent phone call hung like a suffocating fog. "Was that Craig?" Cara asked. Her voice was still thick with sleep, but an undeniable undercurrent of dread bled through her words. Daphne exhaled a long, slow breath. Crossing the room, she sank carefully onto the edge of the mattress, moving as though any sudden gesture might shatter the fragile peace they had left. She reached out, her fingers—chilled from the hallway air—gently brushing a stray lock of hair away from Cara’s face. "Yes," Daphne replied softly, her gaze a painful mixture of tenderness and profound regret. "He knows we're together. He said.
The Price of Dawn While Cara slept soundly, her arms wrapped tightly around Daphne, the sudden vibration of the phone on the nightstand jolted Daphne awake. Blinking away the heavy fog of sleep, she carefully unclasped Cara’s arm from around her waist. She eased out from under the leg draped over her lower body, moving with practiced quietness. Rising from the bed, Daphne stood entirely naked in the cool morning air. She quickly snatched the buzzing phone, then pulled a silk robe over her bare shoulders, tying it hurriedly as she slipped out of the room. Answering the call in the hallway, she brought the receiver to her ear, every single movement deliberate and measured. "H-hello, Craig," she managed, her voice barely a breath. "Where are you? Where are you and Cara?" Craig sounded entirely certain that the two were together. "Neither of you came home last night—" "I'm sorry, Craig. We couldn't help ourselves—" Daphne’s thoughts immediately flew to Craig’s own history with Eroz.
Cara used a private app to order an exclusive, high-end lunch delivered straight to the penthouse service elevator, ensuring not even a delivery courier would see them together. Once the gourmet dishes were quietly dropped off, she brought everything over to the massive glass dining table that overlooked the hazy city skyline. For the first time since their relationship began, the crushing weight of their corporate roles and the toxic family web vanished entirely. Over the next two hours, the food sat mostly forgotten as they talked about everything—completely baring their souls to one another. The sudden mention of the past caused Cara’s expression to turn serious. The atmosphere inside the penthouse shifted, the reality of her history casting a quiet, reflective shadow over the dining table. She reached across the table, her fingers tracing the rim of her coffee cup as she looked out at the city skyline. "I didn't spend years building the company from the ground up," Cara mu
I looked at the clock when I woke up. It's almost lunch. It was already dawn when I hit the sack last night 'cause I finished the k drama I was watching. Aside from plants, that's my other way to let time pass or divert myself. After I washed and brushed my teeth and put on my bra, I left the room.
"Can you give us a moment?" I asked Kazzy as I briefly interrupted the kiss with Cara. She followed. "And please lock the door for me." I chased after Kazzy before she could finally leave. Cara was about to turn her back on me, but I quickly grabbed her hand. "We're not done yet." "Done
CARA POV How I wish I had never woken up again. Just wanna stay where I am already. I am better dead than living like hell, knowing they're happier together without me in the picture. The pain before the accident remains here in my heart. Why can't I just forget everything for the sake of every
Daphne POV I desperately wanted to go home and finally see Cara. This time, I want to make things right and not lose her again. When the doctor said I could go out, Craig immediately booked the earliest tickets back to the country. I eagerly anticipate the opportunity to see and hold Cara i
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