Seducing Zake Craige

When my mother passed away five years ago, my father didn’t wait long to move on. He married his assistant, Fiona Garcia a woman whose heart was as cold as ice. She brought along her daughter, Olivia, who was just as cruel as her mother. I was only thirteen back then naive, innocent, and an easy target. They made my life a living hell, constantly framing me for things I never did. They would bruise themselves and scream that I had attacked them, spinning a web of lies that my father caught me in every single time. To teach me a lesson, my father didn't just punish me; he discarded me. He sent me away to the province, where I was raised by my grandparents in the quiet countryside. Now, as my eighteenth birthday approaches, my father has demanded my return to Manila. At first, I refused. I didn't want to leave the only people who truly loved me, but my grandparents insisted. They believed I deserved my place in the city and so, out of love for them, I agreed. But I di

ADDIE Right after the one night stand happened at the bar, I went home early and suddenly left him a note and 100 pesos. That's all I have to offer, except the virginity I have. When I was in room maids packing all my belongings para umalis sa Manor, I accidentally overheard Fiona and Olivia conversation about marrying a richest man in the whole city, Zake Craige owner of Artemin Corporation—and I heard that she's freaking in love with these men and even came to the point to marry him soon and the engagement is within two months so I came with a brilliant idea all my life Olivia you stole everything from me, my father's love, my manor which mark my late mother memory, and soon my inheritance, even before you always win, but this time I will win Your so called future husband Will be mine, and when that happen I will slap you a fucking truth that I'm not a loser but it's you, I'll make you beg at me, kneel, but I won't show mercy. Not this time Just as I was slipping out of the ma

The mansion was glowing, draped in curtains of fairy lights and guarded by a line of black luxury sedans. This wasn't just a birthday party it was a summit of the country’s most powerful families. I stepped out of the car, smoothing down the dress I had chosen. It was elegant and modest—exactly what Zake had demanded—but the deep emerald silk still hugged my curves in a way that made me feel exposed in a different way. Zake was waiting for me at the bottom of the grand staircase. He looked devastating in a tailored black tuxedo, his hair swept back perfectly. When he saw me, his eyes darkened, tracking me from head to toe. For a second, his cold mask slipped, replaced by something intense and hungry. “You’re late,” he said, though his voice lacked its usual bite. He stepped closer, his hand finding the small of my back. The heat of his palm through the silk made my breath hitch. “Stay close to me tonight. The people here... they’re vultures.” As we entered, th

I traced a slow, deliberate circle over Olivia’s face on my vision board. The hatred simmering in my chest wasn't a flicker it was a wildfire, the kind that no shallow apology could ever extinguish. Soon, her mind would fracture completely under the pressure I’d applied, and she’d find herself trading her designer gowns for a hospital gown. The thought was intoxicating.I wanted it all back. The manor. The fortune. My inheritance. My mother’s stolen legacy. And perhaps, as a finishing touch, I’d add Zake Craige to my list of conquests—just to keep things interesting.A sudden noise behind me shattered my focus. Panic flared I threw a duvet over the board just as the door swung open. Standing there, like ghosts of a life I’d tried to bury, were Edward and his wife, Fiona."Mr. Edward?" My voice was a cool blade, steady and professional, as if I were addressing a distant business associate rather than the man who shared my blood."Adeline." He thumped his cane against the fl

(ADDIE POV)The sun filtered through the curtains, a warm golden touch against my cheeks that felt entirely too peaceful for the chaos blooming in my chest. I woke to the heavy, familiar weight of my legs draped over Zake’s body. My heart hammered against my ribs like a trapped bird as the memories of last night flooded back—the heat, the intimacy, the way my body had responded with a hunger that felt entirely out of my control.I pressed my forehead into my palm, the weight of reality crashing down. God, Adeline. For the second time, you’ve slept with him. Your boss.“Are you kidding me?!” I blurted out, the frustration escaping in a loud, jagged shout.Beside me, Zake jolted awake, his eyes snapping open. “Hey, what’s wrong?” he asked, his voice thick with sleep and genuine concern.“Nothing, Mr. Zake. About last night—” I stammered, scrambling to find my composure.A slow, amused smile spread across his face. “You were incredible.”“Mr. Zake, that shouldn’t have happened. You’