تسجيل الدخولThe night slowly gave way to dawn, leaving behind the remnants of warmth from the passion that had just subsided in the luxurious suite overlooking Kuta Beach. Beneath the thick blanket wrapped around their bodies, Hellena rested her head against Kael's broad chest, listening to the heartbeat of the man who had now become her entire world. Kael's strong fingers patiently stroked his wife's long black hair, while his mind wandered far into the past, remembering how such a complicated and painful destiny had ultimately led them to true happiness. Looking back, the beginning of their marriage had not come from a romantic fairy tale at all. It had all started with a cold agreement written in black and white on paper: a contract marriage. At that time, Kael William Smith was a young CEO known by the nickname of the cold monster—cruel, ambitious, merciless, and completely uninterested in romance. Amid pressure from his mother, who had been diagnosed with severe heart disease and urged
The night grew deeper along the coast of Kuta, Bali. The rhythmic sound of the waves resembled a soft melody accompanying the silence. Inside the luxurious villa suite overlooking the open sea, the sheer curtains slowly swayed in the night breeze, carrying the distinctive scent of seawater and tropical freshness. The full moon reflected perfectly on the surface of the private swimming pool on the outdoor terrace, casting a silvery glow that illuminated the corners of the warm mahogany-themed bedroom. Hellena sat reclining against the king-size bed, which was covered with high-quality white linen sheets. The thin silk pajamas she wore fit snugly around her body, revealing the elegant silhouette of a woman who had finally found complete peace within herself. The bathroom door opened, revealing Kael as he stepped out. The man was wearing only a pair of relaxed black trousers, leaving his broad chest clearly exposed beneath the dim bedroom lights. His black hair, still damp from his s
One week later, Kael decided that his family needed a complete refresh from their demanding corporate routine. Without making any elaborate plans known to the public, the CEO of Smith Group suddenly booked the entire facilities of a luxurious beachfront resort in Bali, bringing along his beloved wife and their little son, who had now passed his first birthday. That morning, the white sands of Kuta Beach welcomed their arrival beneath the warm glow of the tropical sunlight. A gentle sea breeze blew softly, carrying the distinctive and soothing scent of saltwater. Hellena, dressed in a knee-length lilac summer dress and a wide-brimmed straw hat, walked along the beach while holding both of Billy's tiny hands. Their little boy was in the most active and adorable phase of his life. Billy had just learned to walk steadily, so every inch of the beach seemed like a giant playground that captured his attention. The thick-haired little boy laughed joyfully as he took unsteady steps on his t
The next day, the weather in the capital, which had initially been clear, suddenly changed drastically within minutes. Thick black clouds rolled low across the sky, blocking out the sunlight and transforming the daytime sky into something as dark as dusk. Not long afterward, a storm accompanied by strong winds and heavy rain mercilessly battered the city, pounding against the glass windows of the Smith Group skyscraper with thunderous roars.On the ground floor of the main building, Hellena was organizing several financial documents from the previous year to be stored in the underground archive room. As the personal secretary who had now returned to actively carrying out her office duties alongside her status as the lady of the Smith Group, Hellena continued to uphold a high level of professionalism. She refused help with routine tasks like this, even though Kael often protested because he did not want his wife to become overly tired.“Mrs. Smith, let me take them down to the archives
Time passed so quickly. Without realizing it, today, the Smith family residence was filled with the cheerful laughter of a one-year-old boy running around on the velvet carpet in the family room. Billy Davidson Smithson, with thick black hair and sharp eyes that looked so much like his father’s, was busy chasing a toy ball, accompanied by Kael, who was willing to sit cross-legged on the floor, completely ignoring the suit jacket he had tossed onto the sofa. In the corner of the room, Hellena stood holding a tray filled with cups of warm tea. Her eyes gazed at her husband and son, a sincere smile gracing her lips. Hellena’s status at Smith Group had never changed on paper—she was still officially listed as the CEO’s personal secretary. However, in reality, everyone on the board of directors and every employee knew very well that the woman behind the desk outside his office was no longer merely a subordinate, but the true Queen who held complete control over the billionaire’s life
That night, the city center was practically paralyzed by an extraordinary display of grandeur. The Grand Majestic Hotel, the city’s most iconic building, shone brightly with spotlights directed toward the sky, creating a breathtaking view visible from several kilometers away. In front of the main entrance, a procession of luxury cars continuously dropped off guests who were among the most influential people in the country—high-ranking officials, business tycoons, and top celebrities. Inside, the main ballroom had been transformed into something resembling a fairy-tale kingdom. Thousands of imported white roses, specially brought in by air, covered nearly every corner of the room, creating a soft yet luxurious fresh fragrance. Crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling reflected warm golden light, creating an atmosphere that was both romantic and magnificent. The main stage at the end of the room was decorated with floral arrangements forming a massive “K & H” monogram, welcoming e
The room suddenly fell silent, leaving behind a suffocating tension.Hellena remained frozen in place, staring at Kael with visibly trembling eyes. Her heart pounded relentlessly while her mind desperately searched for another way out—one that, unfortunately, did not exist.Marry Kael Willian.The
Without wasting a second, Hellena hurried toward the luxury apartment complex where Kael Willian lived.The increasingly bitter night wind slapped against her skin the moment she stepped out of the taxi. Before her stood a towering skyscraper clad in dark glass, exuding the same arrogance as the po
“When are you going to marry me?”The woman's voice rang out clearly, loudly, and disgustingly. In the dimly lit living room, her body was pressed affectionately against Herry's. Her slender fingers were wrapped tightly around his neck, while her lips continuously kissed the skin that Hellena had n
Madam Hansel's grip felt incredibly sincere against Hellena's skin."Thank you, Hellena," the middle-aged woman whispered softly, her voice filled with deep emotion.Hellena paused in confusion."Thank you for what, Mother?""For curing my son's phobia," Madam Hansel replied, looking at Hellena wit







