MasukAlliyah Agustin thought her life was finally falling into place. She was about to marry her long-time boyfriend, Chester — the man she’d built her dreams around, the man everyone envied her for. The venue gleamed with gold, the air smelled of white roses, and her so-called best friend, Kassandrah, stood by her side as maid of honor. Everything was perfect. Until it wasn’t. When the ceremony began, Chester was nowhere to be found. In his place stood a stranger — dark suit, darker eyes, a smirk that didn’t belong anywhere near an altar. The crowd murmured, the priest hesitated, and before she could even process what was happening, the papers were signed. She had just married Alexander Nicholas Astley, one of the most powerful billionaires in the country — and the most feared man in the underground world. What Alliyah didn’t know was that her “perfect” fiancé and “trusted” friend had sold her — a deal made to clear a debt, sealed with her hand in marriage. And in the dangerous world she was dragged into, her survival would depend on one impossible question: Was Alexander her captor… or her savior?
Lihat lebih banyakAlliyah Agustin-AstleyI didn’t know how long it had been since I last stepped outside my room.Time no longer felt real inside these four walls. Days blurred together, dissolving into one another until morning and night meant nothing more than changes in light filtering through the curtains.Alexander hadn’t forced his way in—not once—and for that, I was grateful. He had given me space, the way he should have, the way I desperately needed. He didn’t knock every hour or demand why wasn’t I going out of my room.He let the silence exist between us, heavy and unspoken. As the days dragged on, I began to realize something I hadn’t wanted to admit at first.What happened that night wasn’t entirely his fault. He attended an event we were invited to. He didn’t orchestrate the betrayal—I simply walked straight into it.He even suggested we leave early when he noticed the sudden change in my mood the moment I saw the hotel.At first, I thought he didn’t care about how I would feel. But the mo
Alliyah Agustin-AstleyWe arrived at the top-class hotel in the city—the very hotel I had dreamed of for our wedding reception. The memory of arguing with Chester surfaced, sharp and bitter. I had insisted on this place for our wedding reception, imagining a celebration that was grand and unforgettable, while he had stubbornly argued for something smaller, something intimate, something “sacred,” he had said. He promised a surprise, a wedding reception that would be a gift to me, but I never imagined it would be like this: forcing me to marry or trading me to someone for the sake of his debt or freedom, which I shouldn’t have cared about since he does not own my well-being, but it was.I clutched my chest as I stared at the building, its glass and marble façade gleaming under the city lights. A wave of conflicting emotions crashed over me—excitement, nostalgia, and a sharp pang of heartbreak. My breath caught when someone gently took my hand.“What’s wrong?” Alexander asked, his voi
Alliyah Agustin-Astley“So… did you like what I cooked?” I asked, unable to hide the excitement in my voice. I wanted to hear it—from him—whether even a single dish had pleased him.“Everything was good,” Alexander replied evenly, his expression once again unreadable. Then, as if it were an afterthought, he added, “By the way, I had a dress prepared for you. It matches mine for the gala tonight.”“Gala?” I repeated, lifting my glass to take a sip of water. “Oh—is that the celebration for Chester and Kassandrah you mentioned last night?” Their names felt strange on my tongue.“Yes. As I said, we’ve been invited,” he said calmly. “It’s a good opportunity to make a public appearance—and it may help you process your emotions.”I nodded slowly, even if part of me bristled at how clinical he sounded. “Right… where’s the dress?”“In your room,” he answered as he rose from his chair. He paused, turning to look at me. “I’ll be resting for a while.”Then, almost casually, he added, “I’d like y
Alliyah Agustin-Astley“Ma’am! I’m home—and I managed to get everything you requested!” Malix called out as he entered the lobby, his voice carrying a mix of relief and quiet excitement. Several paper bags hung from his hands, their weight obvious from the way his arms tensed as he stepped inside.I smiled brightly, a sudden burst of energy warming my chest at the sight of him. “Perfect! Come on, let’s take everything to the kitchen,” I said, my tone light—almost cheerful, even.We walked side by side through the grand corridors of the estate, our footsteps echoing softly against the polished marble floors. Morning sunlight streamed through the tall windows, illuminating the space in golden hues, dust motes floating lazily in the air like tiny stars caught in motion.As soon as we entered the kitchen, a few of the maids looked up from their tasks, their curiosity immediately piqued by the unusual sight of grocery bags.“All of these are… ingredients for a meal?” one of them asked he












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