LOGINSelene gave her all her love, her loyalty, her life. But when she learned the truth behind her husband's betrayal, it was already too late. Now reborn, she's no longer the naive wife they once controlled. This time, she's playing by her own rules. And payback… is only just beginning. But being back is only the beginning. What Selene didn’t expect… was that this new life wouldn’t follow the same script. Her past may have been tragic, but this present? It's unpredictable. The players have changed. The game is messier, new enemies new allies and new secrets. And everyone’s out to get what they want and Selene is caught right in the middle of it all. And then… there’s Collins. Collins never believed he’d be able to feel desire again — not with Sarah, the fake girlfriend he barely tolerated. Not with the desperate women who threw themselves at him. He had long accepted that he’d been broken beyond repair, emotionally and physically dismantled with no urges. Until that night. The M&D Corporation party. when the drug hit. He felt it — the spinning, the heat, the blur. And all he wanted was to get away. And in his struggles to hide he stumbled into the wrong restroom while shoving a figure out of his way in his haze… only to be met with a spark that shouldn't have existed. It should’ve ended there. But fate doesn’t let go so easily. Because the woman? She’s married off-limits and complicated..
View MoreThe venue shimmered beneath golden lighting, a perfect harmony of sleek marble, velvet curtains, and a runway that glowed like starlight. Guests—executives, designers, press, and fashion enthusiasts—waited with bated breath, eyes glittering with anticipation. A large white banner hung above the stage: “Internal Enterprises Presents: Raina Label – The Future of Fashion.” Then the music shifted. A soft hum of drums rose into a gentle crescendo as a group of builders appeared on the runway. Clad in signature black utility outfits embroidered with the brand’s emblem, they began unveiling the intricate panels Raina had spent weeks designing. Seamless, futuristic—a fusion of innovation and elegance. Her vision had come to life. And then she walked out. Raina. Wearing a tailored white pantsuit with silver undertones, hair pinned into a sleek bun, minimal makeup, yet breathtaking in presence. The applause was deafening. She paused at the edge of the runway, scanning the crowd, eyes
Lucian’s breath hitched, raw and trembling as the words tore from him like jagged glass. "Oh, is it also the fact that you ordered my sister to be killed? You fucking killed her in cold blood!" His voice shattered the corridor like thunder, halting everything. His eyes—red with grief and fury—fixed on Dal, his uncle, the man who had smiled in family photos, raised toasts at dinners, the one he had once trusted with everything. Veins bulged at Lucian’s temples, snaking across his skin. His body shook—not from weakness, but from the unbearable weight of betrayal. Before anyone could stop him, Lucian lunged. The sound of his fist connecting with Dal’s jaw cracked like a gunshot. Dal stumbled, nearly slipping from the grip of two officers. Blood spurted from his lip, his head lolling to the side. "You fucking killed my sister!" Lucian roared again. Dal lifted his head slowly, wiping the blood away, and laughed—a dry, cruel sound that sliced through the silence. "Lucian… you’re suc
The heavy black SUV slowed to a smooth stop in front of the towering glass building that housed Lucian Voss Drayden’s empire. Its sleek exterior gleamed under the late morning sun, reflecting the city skyline across the polished pavement. A chauffeur stepped out quickly, moving to the rear passenger door and opening it with a courteous nod. Lucian stepped out, his tall, commanding figure immediately drawing attention. Dressed in a sharply tailored navy suit, the collar of his coat lifted slightly in the breeze, he looked every bit like the man who had once ruled the city’s business world with quiet power. But there was something different today—something magnetic that made his presence impossible to ignore. Raina followed closely, her hand wrapped around his. Her elegant heels clicked softly against the pavement as she scanned the building entrance, sensing the subtle tension in the air. They stood together for a moment—Lucian’s eyes sweeping over the lobby like a man reclaimin
It happened so suddenly—so violently—that Raina’s trembling hand could barely keep the phone steady as she listened to the voice of her friend. She stood frozen by the window in Lucian’s hospital room, eyes wide, mouth agape, as Ella’s voice echoed through the receiver for the last time—followed by laughter. Then, silence. And then, the gunshots. The sound tore through the quiet room like a blade. The phone slipped from Raina’s hand and hit the floor with a hollow thud. But she didn’t move. Couldn’t. Her knees gave out, and she crumpled beside Lucian’s bed, clutching his motionless hand. Tears streamed down her cheeks—hot, relentless, and full of agony. She pressed her forehead against his palm and sobbed. “Lucian… Lucian, please… please come back to me,” she choked, her voice raw and shaking. “I don’t think I can take this anymore. Ella… they took Ella. She was the only one who stayed. The only one who didn’t walk away. And now—now she’s gone. And I’m—Lucian, I’m so scared. I d
It had been exactly one month since Lucian fell into a coma, and during those thirty long days, Raina had not stepped foot outside the hospital walls. Not once. Every single day, she woke up to the same sterile scent, the same echoing footsteps in the corridor, and the same dull lighting of Lucian
The room was quiet except for the slow hum of the overhead light and the occasional beeping sounds echoing faintly from the ICU hallway down the corridor. Raina lay curled up on the narrow visitor's cot in the special ward, eyes puffy, lips dry, and soul aching with exhaustion. She had cried so m
The cab’s tires groaned against the asphalt as it came to a slow halt, and Raina, still gripping the edge of her seat like it was the only thing tethering her to the world, reached for the door handle with trembling fingers. Her body moved like it remembered what to do, but her mind... her mind wa
Immediately after the call, Lucian stormed out of the mansion, no longer caring that he looked like a complete mess. His face was puffy, red, and drenched from the shower he barely managed to finish. His hair was still damp, sticking slightly to his forehead as he hastily threw on a plain black t






Welcome to GoodNovel world of fiction. If you like this novel, or you are an idealist hoping to explore a perfect world, and also want to become an original novel author online to increase income, you can join our family to read or create various types of books, such as romance novel, epic reading, werewolf novel, fantasy novel, history novel and so on. If you are a reader, high quality novels can be selected here. If you are an author, you can obtain more inspiration from others to create more brilliant works, what's more, your works on our platform will catch more attention and win more admiration from readers.
reviews