LOGINBy day, Julian Vane is the king of Blackwood City. He is the untouchable billionaire in the bespoke charcoal suits, the genius architect of hostile takeovers, and the man whose cold, sapphire gaze makes the most powerful CEOs tremble. As his executive assistant, Elena has spent two years mastering the art of staying professional while drowning in the scent of his expensive sandalwood and the magnetic pull of his presence. She thought she knew every secret in his ledger. She was wrong. By night, the suit comes off, and the beast comes out. Beneath the pristine white silk hides a canvas of ink and scars. Behind the corporate facade is the ruthless President of the Iron Vulture Syndicate—the city's deadliest outlaw motorcycle gang. Julian doesn't just run companies; he runs the streets with a heavy chain and a blood-stained patch. One wrong turn changes everything. When Elena’s car breaks down in the wrong district, she witnesses the side of Julian Vane the world was never meant to see: a man of leather and grease, commanding a legion of killers with brutal authority. He should have silenced her. He should have let the Syndicate handle the "liability." Instead, he corners her in a rain-slicked alley, the roar of his chopper still vibrating in the air. His ultimatum is simple and devastating: "Join the ride, sweetheart, or be mine anyway. You've seen the vulture beneath the suit—now you have to live with the predator." Now, Elena is trapped between two worlds. In the boardroom, he’s the demanding boss who expects perfection. In the clubhouse, he’s the dark master who demands total submission. Elena realizes that Julian doesn't just want her silence. He wants to ruin her. And the most terrifying part? She’s starting to want it, too.
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Masayang ang pamilyang Perez dito sa Tagaytay dahil kasama nila ang dalawa nilang anak na si Catherine at Cindy. Isang masayang pamilya kung baga pero hindi maiiwasan ang inggitan pagdating sa dalawa nilang anak. Pantay ang pagtinggin nila rito ngunit hindi nararamdaman ng isa.
Si Catherine at Cindy ay kambal lagi na lang nagtatampo si Catherine dahil nararamdaman niyang paborito ng kanilang mga magulang si Cindy kahit hindi naman totoo dahil pantay lamang ang pagtingin nito sa kanila.
Ngunit kahit na nagkaka inggitan malapit sa isa't isa ang dalawa. Maski anong suotin ng isa at dapat ganun din sa isa. Parang isang normal na kambal.
Hanggang sa may nagpakilala sa kanya si Theo. Si Theo ang naging malapit sa puso ni Catherine dahil bukod sa nakikinig ito sa kanya ay siya rin ang tumutulong dito at nagiging tagapayo nito sa lahat ng problemang dumadating.
Marami ding kaibigan si Cindy kahit na ito'y may pagkamahiyain siya pa rin ang ginagawang president dahil bukod sa responsable at maasahan din ito sa akademika.
Maraming pagkakaiba ang dalawa si Cindy ay matalino, mabait, maunawain, at higit sa lahat at madasalin. Si Catherine naman ay ganun din ngunit nalalamangan siya ni Cindy sa pagiging maunawain. Sabi nga ng mga kaklase nila at may pagkamasungit daw si Catherine pero iyon ang nagustohan ni Theo sa kanya. Matigas na parang bato sa panlabas ngunit sing lambot ng tinapay ang kanyang panloob na ka anyoan.
Lumipat ng paaralan si Theo at dahil doon ay nakilala niya si Cindy. Ngunit wala pa rin sa kanyang talab dahil nag iisa lang sa puso niya si Catherine.
Catherine POV
Habang ako ay papunta sa garden ng aming paaralan ay nakasalubong ko si Theo. Bigla kong naalala ang nalalapit niyang kaarawan.
Tinawag ko so Theo. "Theo naalala ko na nalalapit na ang iyong kaarawan."
"Ah oo hinahanap nga din kita eh gusto ko sana kayong imbitahin ni Cindy sa aming bahay." Sabi niya.
"Ah syempre naman ikaw pa? Matatanggihan ba kita?"
At sabay kaming tumawa. Totoong masayang kasama si Theo ang totoo nga niyan ay siya lang ang nakakapagpatawa sa akin ng ganito parang happy pill ba ikanga ng iba.
Lagi na kaming magkakasamang tatlo parang triplets na hindi naghihiwalay maliban na lang kung uwian na.
Minsan na din kaming tinutukso na Love triangle daw. Hindi ko nga alam ang mga iyan eh kasi di pa ako nagkaka crush. Siguro ayoko munang maramdaman yan dahil masyado pa akong bata.
Lumipas ang mga araw...
Hanggang sumapit na sa kaarawan ni Theo...
Cindy POV
Andito kami ngayon sa bahay nila Theo. Grabe ang ganda kaparehas lang din ng aming tahanan. Napakaganda at napakalaki ng kanilang tahanan. Meron ding hardin na pwedeng pagtaminan at sariwa ang hangin.
Niregaluhan ko siya ng Diary na kung saan pwede niyang isulat ang lahat ng nangyayari sa kanya. Si Ate Catherine naman ay pang paint dahil sabi niya mahilig daw si Theo sa pagguhit.
Hindi man kami masyadong close pero sa aking palagay ay hinahanggaan ko siya.
Natapos ang party ng masaya ni hindi ko naisip na meron pa palang mangyayari na kakaiba. Masaya kaming uuwi sa aming bahay pero biglang...
Nakasalubong naming ang isang jeep na may pasahero. Nawalan ata sila ng preno kaya... Sumalpok ang sasakyan namin sa jeep. Unti-unti akong nanghihina pati ang aking mga mata ay ang hirap ng idilat. Hanggang sa tuluyan ko ng ipinikit ang aking mata.
-Balita-
June 1, 2000
4 am
Isang nagbabagang balita. Isang sasakyan at isang jeep nagkabungguan. Tatlo patay at Lima ang sugatan. Hinihinala na ang sasakyan ay sa pamilyang Perez dahil sa mga nakitang palatandaan dito. Ayon sa mga saksi nawalan daw ng preno ang jeep kaya hindi nito napigilan ang paparating na sasakyan ng nasabing pamilya. Dalawa ang patay kabilang na dito ang anak ng pamilyang Perez na si Catherine Perez at dalawang pasahero ng jeep. Base rin sa nakalap ng aming taga balita ang kambal naman nitong si Cindy ay nasa critical na kalagayan hanggang ngayon ay wala pa ring balita sa nasabing kalagayan.
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MR. Perez POV
Matapos ang car accident...
*hospital*
agad kung sinalubong ang doctor.
Gagaling po ba ang anak ko doktor? Ano pong kalagayan niya? Ano ang sakit niya? Ano pong pwedeng gawin para mabuhay siya? Sunod-sunod kung tanong.
Huminahon po kayo Mr. Perez sa ngayon po ay tinitignan namin ang kanyang examination. sagot ng doctor sa akin.
Gagaling po ba siya?
May posibilidad pero mababa ang tyansa na hindi siya magkaroon ng amnesia. Sabi ng doctor
Amnesia is a deficit in memory caused by brain damage or disease, but it can also be caused temporarily by the use of various sedatives and hypnotic drugs. The memory can be either wholly or partially lost due to the extent of damage that was caused.
Gawin niyo po ang lahat para maging mabuti ang kalagayan ng aking anak.
Sa abot po ng makakaya namin ngunit making ipapayo lamang na tanggalin nyo ang mga bahay na magpapaalala sa kanyang kapatid. Sabi ng doctor.
Opo
At kailangan nyo din po tanggalin ang mga bagay na magpapaalala sa kanyang nakaraan.
Sige po kung yan lang po ang magiging dahilan para gumaling siya gagawin naming.
End of Mr. Perez pov
The rain over Blackwood City didn't fall; it slammed against the floor-to-ceiling glass of the executive penthouse in relentless, icy sheets, blurring the glowing grid of the Diamond District below into a smear of cold amber and neon. It was five in the morning, and the market open was exactly three hours away. The scent of sandalwood, wet leather, and ozone from the multi-screen terminal array hung heavy in the warm, pressurized air of the office.Elena Vance sat in the high-backed obsidian leather chair, her fingers flying over her mechanical keyboard in a rhythmic, militaristic staccato. She had changed out of her cashmere travel dress, opting instead for a razor-sharp, double-breasted charcoal wool suit that clung to her curves like armor. The jacket was buttoned high, completely concealing the polished silver vulture collar around her throat, but the heavy metal ring rested cold and grounding against her collarbone with every breath. On her left hand, the raw-cut black diamond ca
The pressurized hum of the Gulfstream’s cabin was the only sound bridging the gap between the warm, salt-crusted air of the Bahamas and the frozen, industrial smog of Blackwood City. Outside the oval windows, the tropical blue of the Caribbean had long since faded into a bruised, leaden grey as the jet cruised at thirty-five thousand feet, racing the storm front that seemed to follow the Vultures wherever they rode.Elena Vance sat in the plush leather lounger of the private suite, her legs curled beneath her, watching the dark clouds churn outside. She had changed out of her emerald silk trousers, opting instead for a soft, cashmere knit dress in a deep charcoal that contrasted sharply with the brilliant, polished silver of the collar at her throat. The metal felt like a natural extension of her skin now—no longer a heavy mark of possession, but the literal crown of her survival. On her finger, the raw-cut black diamond caught the dim, golden cabin lights, reflecting a dark, prismati
The tropical storm that had torn across the private cay was slowly receding, its violent winds softening into a warm, rhythmic sigh that rustled the heavy palms outside the villa. Through the shattered glass of the terrace doors, the scent of crushed orchids, wet limestone, and the sharp, clean tang of the salt-spray drifted into the master suite. It was a cavernous space of dark teakwood, raw silk, and polished white stone, completely isolated from the ruined study where Silas Vane had met his final defeat.Elena stood by the edge of the private plunge pool on the suite’s balcony, the warm, driving rain now reduced to a gentle mist that settled like morning dew over her skin. She had discarded her damp emerald silk blazer, standing only in her black silk camisole and trousers. The silver vulture collar at her throat caught the distant, flickering light of the storm’s final lightning strikes, a cold, metallic throat-ring that marked her as the absolute sovereign of the empire they had
The concrete dock of Silas Vane’s private cove was slick with the first fat, warm drops of the tropical storm rolling in from the south. The air was a suffocating pressure cook of humidity, smelling of rotting mangroves, ozone, and the expensive teakwood oil of the ninety-foot luxury yacht idling in the shallows. Elena Vance moved like a shadow in the dark, her midnight-blue silk trousers rustling softly against her legs, the compact nine-millimeter heavy and reassuring in her hand. Behind her, Jax’s massive frame was a solid, quiet wall of muscle, his automatic rifle held ready as his eyes scanned the yacht’s polished decks.At her throat, the silver vulture collar felt freezing cold, a stark contrast to the oppressive tropical heat that made a fine sheen of sweat break out along her collarbone. She could hear the rhythmic, low hum of the yacht's secondary generators, a vibration that she felt deep in the soles of her boots."We’ve got two guards on the aft deck," Jax whispered, his
The atmosphere in the private office was stifling, the air vibrating with the distant, heavy thud of the clubhouse music. Julian’s hands were no longer the careful, manicured hands of a CEO; they were the hands of a man who broke things to see how they worked."Julian, the people outside..." Elena
The roar of the city outside was nothing compared to the roaring in Elena’s ears.Julian’s hand was a searing brand against her skin, his fingers moving with a slow, agonizing possessiveness that made her breath hitch in short, jagged gasps. She was perched on the edge of the mahogany boardroom tab
The morning air in the penthouse of Vane Enterprises was thick with the scent of high-grade coffee and a tension so sharp it could have cut the tempered glass walls. Elena sat at her desk, her fingers flying across the keyboard, but her mind was a chaotic loop of the previous night’s events. The fe
The kiss was a collision of worlds. In the boardroom, Julian Vane was a man of cold logic and sharp angles. In this rain-slicked alley, he was all heat and raw, unchecked hunger. Elena’s back was pressed so hard against the brick that she could feel every individual grit of the stone, yet it was th
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