LOGINRuchee had long forgotten what it meant to live for herself. Since the day life stole both parents from her and left a fragile little sister in her trembling hands, she became everything at once, mother, father, shield, and sacrifice. She built her world from sleepless nights, ruthless decisions, and endless risks, caring for no one beyond the thin line of blood that tied her to the only family she had left. People were distractions. Friendship was unnecessary. Love was a luxury she could never afford. For Ruchee, survival was simple: keep moving, keep fighting, and never let anyone close enough to become another weakness. Until one night, everything was ripped away. Abducted without warning, Ruchee woke up inside a world she never knew existed, a lavish empire drenched in money, sin, and human desperation. There, beneath crystal chandeliers and behind the smiles of monsters dressed in silk, she was no longer a woman. She was merchandise. A rare prize. One of the highest-valued items in the most notorious underground auction where the powerful came not to bid for possessions, but for people. Men with blood-stained fortunes and godlike influence watched her like hungry predators, each number called dragging her closer to a fate worse than death. But among them stood one man. An extraordinary billionaire feared even by the underworld itself. Untouchable. Merciless. A collector of dangerous things. And the moment his eyes settled on her, Ruchee realized the auction was only the beginning. Will she find a way to escape before her freedom is sold to the highest bidder? Or will she become the most prized possession of the one man no one dares to refuse?
View MoreThree years had passed, and somewhere between surgeries, sleepless nights, examinations, clan conflicts, and stolen kisses in kitchens and hallways, life had finally settled into something that felt frighteningly close to peace.Not the kind of peace that came from having no storms, because Reign and I were two people born under storms, but the kind that came from surviving enough disasters together that silence no longer felt temporary.Russiana was healthier now, stronger, with color back in her cheeks and enough energy to argue with me daily. Our home, the one Reign and I built two years ago after endless disagreements over wall paint and furniture, no longer felt like a structure of wood and concrete. It felt lived in. Warm. Full of laughter, arguments, footsteps, and the familiar scent of the man I loved.That evening, after the Nursing Licensure Examination results had been officially released and my name appeared among those who passed, I came home later than usual, exhausted fr
“Where are you?” Reign’s voice came through the phone in a low murmur threaded with unmistakable impatience, the kind that always surfaced whenever he could not immediately account for my whereabouts. I had my mobile trapped between my ear and shoulder because both of my hands were occupied with shopping bags, and I continued walking through the polished aisles of the department store with a smile threatening to betray me. Around me, the world was moving in ordinary rhythm, customers browsing displays, salesladies greeting people with practiced warmth, children tugging at their mothers’ sleeves, but all of it blurred into the background because the man on the other line sounded as though I had vanished for days instead of a few hours.“I’m at a store,” I replied, pretending innocence.“What store?” he asked so quickly that I almost laughed.I paused beside a section filled with beads and craft supplies, lowered my voice, and allowed a little mischief to color my tone. “That information
A week had passed since Russiana’s emergency surgery, and ever since then I had become twice as protective as before.“Oh, stop that, sweety,” I said the moment I saw her pulling notebooks and pencils from her school bag. “You just had surgery last week. Your doctor said you need complete rest for three months.”Russiana puffed her cheeks and looked at me pitifully. “But I want to study, Ruru. I’m getting bored.”I sighed and crouched in front of her so we were eye level. Her complexion was still pale, and the thought of what almost happened inside that bathroom still sent chills through me.I cupped her little face between my hands.“There will be plenty of time to study later, okay? Ruru already talked to your teacher. You are officially on leave for five months.”Her eyes widened. “Five months?”“Yes. Because your health matters more than assignments.” I pinched her nose lightly. “Do you want Ruru to get angry?” She shook her head immediately. “That’s my good girl. Then listen to me
Three days had passed since the night Reign dragged me out of the river and carried me back from death, and in those three days he had transformed into the most impossible version of himself. He refused to let me walk without assistance, refused to let me touch anything remotely heavy, refused to let me skip medicine, and refused, most annoyingly, to let me eat in peace.He was currently standing in front of the freezer with the concentration of a scientist trying to cure a global disease.“Vanilla?” he asked.I shook my head from the bed.He bent lower and searched again. “Strawberry?”“I hate strawberries.”He slowly turned to me, looking personally offended. “Who hates strawberries?”“I do. They taste too cheerful.”A look crossed his face that said he was reconsidering every life decision that led him to loving me. “You are difficult.”“And yet here you are.”He clicked his tongue and pulled out another tub. “Chocolate?”I considered it for dramatic effect. “That one can stay.”He
Reign cupped my cheeks as he was holding a gun. Our body was wet, and he gently sat on the ground while carrying me in his arms, making my body lying on his lap.“I’m sorry.”Reign said while sticking our wet forehead together. I did a
My heart was throbbing fast, and I can feel how my head throbs reluctantly because of Sharmon’s tight grip and pulling. Yes. The one who was following is Sharmon. I tried to struggle, hoping that I can break free from her hands, but I failed. I think Sharmon’s strength
I held my breath as I walked into the massive gate while holding the pile of folder papers and rested on my chest. I was wearing a blue soft stretch scrub. My heart was panting, gasping for some air when I successfully entered the University.I wasted no time and immediat
“Miss. It’s already lunchtime. Please leave those papers first to eat your meal. Master ordered that you need to take your meals on time without being late for a second,” Thraia said while her head was bent down.“You don’t need to bow your h






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