登入“So the man you were talking about back then...” Ethan’s voice sounded low and full of anger, “was my Daddy?”
Aurora froze. Her wrist was still trapped in Ethan’s grip, which felt tighter with every passing second. The pain began spreading up to her elbow, but Aurora did not try to pull away. She only stared at Ethan silently while trying to steady her uneven breathing. The look in his eyes was truly different now. There was no longer the warmth that used to make Aurora feel safe. All that remained was anger and hatred. “Answer me!” Ethan suddenly shouted, making Aurora’s shoulders tense reflexively. Aurora closed her eyes for a moment. Her chest felt so tight that it was hard to breathe normally. She knew sooner or later this moment would come. Ethan would never stay silent after seeing her arrive at this mansion with Richard. Slowly, Aurora lifted her head again. Her eyes met Ethan’s. She forced a small smile onto her lips. A smile that somehow felt even more painful. “Don’t you already know the answer?” she said softly. Ethan’s jaw immediately hardened. “I’m asking one more time.” His voice became even colder. “That richer man... was my Daddy?” Aurora could clearly see the veins on Ethan’s neck beginning to show from holding back his emotions. His breathing sounded heavy while his eyes kept staring at Aurora as if hoping she would say everything was a lie. But Aurora could not. She could not destroy Ethan’s hatred toward her now. If Ethan found out the real reason they broke up... everything would only become far more complicated. Aurora finally smiled faintly again even though her throat hurt. “Of course.” Bang. Ethan immediately shoved Aurora’s hand aside roughly until her body stumbled and hit the small table beside the bed. “Ah!” Aurora winced in pain. But Ethan did not care at all. The man instead laughed softly in anger while shaking his head slowly in disbelief. “Crazy...” he muttered quietly. “I really loved you back then.” Aurora bit her lower lip hard. “You know what disgusts me the most?” Ethan continued while stepping closer again. “I kept trying to deny your reason for breaking up with me.” Aurora quickly lowered her head before her tears fell in front of Ethan. “I thought maybe back then you had another reason.” Ethan laughed sarcastically. “But it turns out you really are that cheap of a woman.” Those words felt like a knife slowly stabbing into Aurora’s chest. But she remained silent. Because that was exactly what Ethan had to think. “I hate you, Rory.” Ethan’s voice sounded much softer now, yet somehow even more painful. “You’re the cruelest woman I’ve ever known.” Aurora held her trembling breath. Ethan grabbed her shoulders roughly again before shoving her body away. Aurora lost her balance and fell onto the floor. But Ethan only stared at her coldly for a few seconds before turning around and leaving. Bang. The bedroom door slammed shut. And that sound finally shattered Aurora’s defenses completely. Her tears immediately fell uncontrollably. Aurora covered her face with both hands while crying softly. Her shoulders shook violently, while her chest hurt so much it became difficult to breathe. “I’m sorry...” she whispered weakly between sobs. “I’m sorry, Ethan...” She squeezed her eyes shut tightly while holding back her cries. “It’s better if you hate me like this...” Because if Ethan found out the real truth, the man would probably destroy himself for Aurora all over again. And Aurora did not want that to happen. She only hoped all of this was a nightmare. A nightmare that would disappear when she opened her eyes. But the pain in her wrist felt far too real to be called a dream. Meanwhile, upstairs in the mansion, Ethan slammed his bedroom door so hard that the frame hanging near the wall trembled. “Shit!” Bang! The table lamp immediately crashed onto the floor after being swept away by his rough hand. Ethan paced back and forth while running his fingers through his hair in frustration. His chest rose and fell unevenly, while his mind felt so crowded it was close to exploding. He still could not believe Aurora was involved with his father. Ethan kicked the chair near the table until it flipped over. “Damn it!” The sound of his heavy breathing filled the spacious room. Fortunately, the mansion’s walls were thick enough that no sound escaped outside. Otherwise, the whole house might already know he was losing control right now. Ethan roughly pulled open the desk drawer before taking out his wallet. His hand stopped for a moment when he saw a small photo tucked inside. Aurora’s photo. An old picture from when they went to the summer festival last year. In the photo, Aurora was laughing while holding cotton candy, with sweet cream smeared on the tip of her nose. Ethan had always carried that photo everywhere he went. But now, seeing that face only made his emotions even more chaotic. “I was really stupid...” he muttered hoarsely. Ethan stared at the photo for a very long time before finally crushing it tightly in his hand. “I hate you even more now, Rory.” The photo paper immediately tore apart in his hand. The next morning, Aurora woke up with a heavy head and swollen eyes from crying all night. She did not even realize when she had finally fallen asleep. But the sound of knocking on the door made Aurora quickly sit upright. Knock knock knock. “Young Madam, may we come in?” Aurora frowned in confusion. Before she could answer, the bedroom door slowly opened. And Aurora immediately froze when she saw almost six maids entering while carrying various large boxes and expensive clothes hanging on racks. “What is all this...?” Aurora muttered softly. One of the maids smiled politely. “Mr. Richard asked us to prepare everything for you.” Aurora could only stare in disbelief as expensive dresses began to be displayed on the sofa. Soft colors, shiny satin fabrics, branded high heels, even velvet-lined jewelry boxes were opened one by one. Aurora felt as if she were looking at a walking boutique. “This is too much...” she said softly. “There’s still more, Young Madam,” the maid answered casually. Aurora immediately swallowed hard. She had never even touched things this expensive before. One of the maids approached while carrying a diamond necklace that made Aurora reflexively step back a little. “May we help you get ready?” Aurora was still too stunned to refuse. Thirty minutes later, Aurora stood stiffly in front of a large mirror wearing a simple white dress that still looked expensive on her body. Her long hair was styled softly, while the light makeup made her face look far more mature. Aurora almost did not recognize herself. The door was knocked on again. This time, Richard entered. The man wore a dark gray suit with a black tie, looking neat and far too handsome for a man his age. His gaze immediately stopped on Aurora. “You’re beautiful,” he finally said. Aurora immediately lowered her head uncomfortably. Richard slowly walked closer while observing Aurora’s appearance from head to toe. “That dress suits you.” “Thank you...” Aurora answered softly. Richard smiled faintly before glancing at the maids. “You may leave.” All the maids immediately lowered their heads before leaving the room. Now only Aurora and Richard remained. For some reason, that made Aurora nervous again. Richard stood in front of her for a few seconds before slowly lifting Aurora’s chin. “Why are your eyes swollen?” he asked. Aurora reflexively avoided his gaze. “It’s nothing, I just didn’t sleep well.” Richard looked at her as if he knew Aurora was lying, but he did not press the matter further. “Alright.” His voice became calm again. “You have to accompany me to a morning banquet.” Aurora immediately lifted her head quickly. “A banquet?” Richard nodded casually. “Yes. Is there a problem?” Aurora’s heart instantly dropped. “Isn’t it too fast?” she asked softly in disbelief. “Of course.” “But...” Aurora nervously gripped the edge of her dress. “I’m not used to attending events like that.” The man stepped slightly closer while fixing a strand of Aurora’s hair that had fallen near her cheek. “You’ll get used to it later.” Aurora held her breath when Richard’s perfume filled her senses. “Starting today,” Richard continued calmly, “everyone has to know that you belong to me.”The scent of residual whiskey and the tension in the lobby of *Il Paradiso* seemed to evaporate, replaced by an awkward silence. Luna—or Aurora—remained seated on the velvet sofa, her breath hitched behind her Venetian mask. Her wistful eyes stared straight ahead at Vanessa’s hand, which was still perched on Richard’s arm. A strange pang, a stubborn kind of jealousy, suddenly flared up in her chest. Richard, noticing the tension in the girl before him, gradually released Vanessa’s grip on his arm with a cold yet firm movement. He took a step forward, intending to confirm the intuition that had been nagging at his instincts since earlier. However, before Richard could speak, Luna’s wrist was suddenly pulled by Rubby, who panicked upon seeing the strange atmosphere around them. "Luna, let’s go through the back door now! Big Brother Nicholas must have sent a team of bodyguards to pick us up," Rubby exclaimed, halfway dragging her best friend up from the sofa. Aurora, terrified that h
. The man in the satin shirt approached Luna again, who was now cornered near the background pillar. His eyes flashed wildly staring at Luna's slender, sweating neck. "Let's see the face behind this stupid mask, Sweetie," he hissed, his dirty fingers reaching forward, getting ready to touch the surface of Luna's neck skin. Luna closed her eyes tightly, her body trembling violently holding back tears of intense fear. *God... please help me...* *Thud!* A highly hard raw punch suddenly landed right on the jaw of the man in the satin shirt, creating a horrific cracking sound. The drunk man's body was sent flying, falling on top of the stage floor, dragging several drink bottles until they shattered into a mess. Luna opened her eyes with a gasp. In front of her stood a man with a sturdy frame, his chest heaving up and down holding back an anger that exploded crazily. Richard Calloway stood with a fist that was still hardened, his pair of eyes staring fiercely toward the starving men a
A single sapphire-blue spotlight shot down from the ceiling, slicing through the darkness of the main hall and locking onto Luna's slender silhouette in the center of the stage. The strain of violin instrumental music mixed with the plucking of a harp flowed slowly, creating an atmosphere that was both mystical and tense. Luna took a deep breath behind her Venetian mask. The next second, her body began to move. The maroon silk fabric wrapping her beautiful frame fluttered gracefully as she contorted her waist with a flexibility that was nearly unbelievable. Her footwork was so light, spinning and leaping like a single feather toyed with by the night wind. The movement of her slender fingers curved through the air, drawing the attention of hundreds of pairs of eyes that were now totally hypnotized by the charm of the mysterious dancer. The rowdy whispers of the audience suddenly fell silent, replaced by glances full of passion and admiration caught in their throats. However, that ma
111 Aurora wiped the seeping tears behind her mask with a trembling fingertip. She took a deep breath, exhaling the pain that clogged her chest before turning her body and stepping quickly toward the changing room. Every single inch of her steps felt heavy, overshadowed by past sins that continued to corrode her conscience. The forbidden relationship she had once gone through with Ethan, and how her body was surrendered to Richard's arrogance, became a thick wall that stripped away her worthiness to return. In her noisy head, that reality kept spinning, reminding her that staying away was the only way of salvation for all of them. Meanwhile, in the corner of the lobby that was still enveloped by the remnants of tension, Audrey gently squeezed the handkerchief in her fingers. She stared at Ethan's face which still implied deep sorrow, trying to divert the man's attention from the destructive vortex of the past. "Ethan, let it go. Don't torture yourself continuously like this," Audre
110 Luna's hurried footsteps created a subtle friction against her maroon silk fabric, slicing through the dim silence of the *Il Paradiso* lobby. She bowed her head as deeply as possible, pressing her arms to the sides of her body while praying in her heart that the pair of eagle eyes in the corner of the sofa would not shift toward her. However, destiny seemed to enjoy playing with human fears. Just as the heel of Luna's shoe passed the boundary of the shadow of the velvet sofa where Ethan sat, the young Calloway man suddenly straightened his back. Something invisible—perhaps a highly dense weave of memories or simply the familiar sweet vanilla aroma left in the air—jolted Ethan's central nervous system. "Wait!" Ethan called out, his voice hoarse yet powerful, breaking the thumping beat of the music echoing from the inner room. *Thump.* The world seemed to stop spinning for Luna. All the joints in both her legs suddenly froze as if cemented to the marble floor of the lobby. Her
108The thick aroma of freshly brewed Arabica coffee beans wafted out, filling every corner of the spacious Calloway Holdings CEO's office. Ethan sat leaning back in his executive chair upholstered in black leather, massaging his temples which felt like they were throbbing intensely due to the pile of report files that had greeted his eyes since the early hours of the morning. He let out a long sigh, and then his fingers moved to press the intercom button at the corner of the desk."Audrey, come into my office right now. Please provide breakfast for me," Ethan commanded, his voice sounding flat and hoarse, implying extreme fatigue.From the other side of the speaker, his secretary's voice could be heard replying obediently. "Understood, Sir. I will prepare it immediately."Meanwhile, at the main residence of the Calloway family, the atmosphere was no less busy. Richard stood near the large window of his study, staring straight toward the vast lawn of the mansion whi
Aurora still felt awkward as Richard held her hand while leading her down the mansion stairs. The man’s fingers were warm and calm, a complete contrast to Aurora’s heart, which had been beating uncomfortably inside her chest the entire time. The white dress she wore felt far too expensive for her o
The man’s steps stopped right in the middle of the staircase.His gaze, which had initially been flat, slowly turned sharp as he recognized Aurora’s face. His jaw tightened, while the hand that had casually rested in his pocket slowly clenched into a fist.“Aurora...?” he muttered softly, almost in
Aneta’s cries echoed throughout the house as two large men approached Aurora. The woman immediately hugged her daughter tightly until Aurora almost lost her balance.“Don’t go... Mom is begging you, Rory.” Aneta’s voice trembled violently. “We’ll find another way. Mom will do any kind of work.”Aur
The half-open front door slammed hard as Aurora rushed inside, her breath coming fast. Her college bag fell carelessly to the floor the moment her eyes caught the state of the living room. A flower vase lay shattered beside the sofa, the drawers of the table were left open in a mess, and even the f







