LOGINWhen struggling artist Elira Virel signs a secret marriage contract with billionaire CEO Kael Thorne, it’s supposed to be simple: no love, no expectations, no real commitment. Just six months of pretending to be his wife in exchange for saving her father’s collapsing company. But things stop being simple the moment she steps into his world — a world of power, cold stares, unspoken pain, and rules she’s not allowed to break. Kael is mysterious, guarded, and dangerously unreadable. Elira knows she’s just a pawn in his bigger game… but why does he look at her like she’s the only truth he wants to believe in? As secrets from his past begin to resurface — including the return of a woman who claims to be his former fiancée — Elira finds herself tangled in a web of lies, revenge, and emotions she swore she wouldn’t feel. She was never meant to fall for him. But in a world of lies, love was never part of the plan… Until it was.
View MoreTahimik sa loob ng kwarto. Ang tanging naririnig ko lang ay ang marahang hinga ni Azaira habang mahimbing siyang natutulog sa kama sa guest room namin. Kael insisted she stay close after the attack. Hindi niya ako mapayagang malayo sa kanya. I stood by the window, arms wrapped around myself. Ang gabi ay parang alon—malamig, madilim, puno ng tanong. Kael entered quietly, dala ang dalawang tasa ng tsaa. Inabot niya ang isa sa akin. “Chamomile,” sabi niya. “Pampakalma.” “Thank you,” bulong ko, hindi pa rin tumitingin sa kanya. Tahimik kami pareho. Pero hindi ito 'yung komportableng katahimikan na sanay na ako sa kanya. This one was heavy. Laced with a truth too painful to ignore. “Gusto mong malaman kung anong alam ko, ‘di ba?” bulong ni Kael, his voice low, husky, almost dangerous. Tumango ako, hindi lumilingon. “Then come with me,” he said.
Maaga pa lang, gising na ako.I watched Azaira as she slept beside me—hugging her stuffed rabbit close, peaceful, innocent. Kung makikita mo siya ngayon, iisipin mong wala siyang iniisip na problema sa mundo.Pero ako? I was holding a storm inside my chest.Naramdaman ko ang paggalaw ni Kael mula sa kabilang side. Tahimik siyang bumangon, naglakad papunta sa balcony. I followed him, dala ang dalawang mug ng mainit na tsaa.“Today’s the day,” sabi ko.He nodded. “She deserves answers.”“Pero paano natin sisimulan? Paano mo sasabihin sa isang bata na ang nanay niya ay tinago, at ang lolo niya ay isang halimaw?”“Isa-isa,” sagot niya. “We’ll start with what matters—na hindi siya iniwan. Na minahal siya.”I looked out sa malawak na garden below. Azaira’s imaginary garden. Maybe it’s time she knew where the real one once existed.After breakfast, we brought her outside.It was quiet, the sun ba
Tahimik lang kami ni Kael sa loob ng kwarto, pero ang bigat sa pagitan namin parang hangin na mahirap lunukin.“She deserves the truth,” ulit ko, mahina pero buo ang loob.Kael stared at the letter in his hands. His knuckles turned white habang hawak niya ito nang mahigpit. Halos madurog na ang papel.“I don’t know how to tell her,” bulong niya. “Paano mo sasabihin sa bata na buong buhay niya… kasinungalingan lang?”Tumayo ako, nagsimulang maglakad pabalik-balik. “You don’t tell her right away. You show her. Slowly. Unti-unti. Let her feel it before she understands.”Tumingala siya. “And if she asks bakit siya iniwan?”Napahinto ako. Ang sakit marinig.“She wasn’t,” sabi ko, nanginginig ang boses. “She was… taken.”Hindi ako makatulog nung gabi. Paulit-ulit na bumabalik sa isip ko ang sulat ni Mama. “Her name was Azaira.”Mahal niya 'yon. Ramdam ko sa bawat titik, bawat linya. Pero bakit niya
“Azaira wants to meet you,” Kael said habang pareho kaming nakatayo sa harap ng malaking bintana ng mansion. Ang ulan sa labas ay marahang bumubuhos, waring may kasamang pasubali ang langit.Tumigil ako sa pag-inom ng kape.“She asked?” tanong ko, pilit pinapanatiling kalmado ang boses.“Yes,” sagot niya. “But she doesn’t know who you are to me yet.”“Wife in secret,” I muttered.Kael didn’t react. But I knew he heard it. I saw the twitch in his jaw, the way his fingers gripped the railing just a little tighter.“I want to be honest with her… eventually,” he added, softer now. “She’s just a child, Elira. Hindi niya alam ang kasinungalingang iniwan sa kanya ng tatay namin.”Tumango ako, pero hindi pa rin nawawala ang bigat sa dibdib ko. How many lies had been stacked between our families like bricks in a wall?Sa bawat yabag ko palapit sa study, naririnig ko na ang mahinang tawa ng bata. High-pitched. Innocent. M


















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