MasukEveryone thought she was nothing compared to her powerful CEO husband. When he kept bringing other women home, she finally had enough and filed for divorce. Everyone assumed she’d come back begging — even he did. But Camilla never looked back. After the divorce, she built a successful life and became unstoppable. As she rose to fame, those who once looked down on her tried to bring her down — only to be crushed by the strong, confident woman she had become. When word spread that she was looking for a father figure for her daughter, powerful men lined up for her attention. But just when she thought she was free from her past, her ex-husband returned with full of regrets. Will Camilla accepts him again? Will she let the man who keep hurting her in the past enter her life again? Or Did Lucas changed himself? Or Camila already found someone who could love her forever.
Lihat lebih banyakDeep into the woods stayed a small village. Almost known to be nameless if not for the oldies that told of the name it used to be called.
The truth is indeed that this place used to be a cheerful and happy one.
At least not until he was born.
A demon coming into the world in the form of man.
But I dare not reveal too much at the first chapter because it might leave you with nothing but nightmares.
I'll go slow and you know what your part is in this book? Try not to chicken out and read till the end.
You'd think I'm joking about this but keep reading if your curiously drives you to do so. First few chapters might be a breeze but what happens after that is a mystery.
The identity of the unknown will be revealed towards the end. It will shock you to know who has been behind this the entire time that had brought that demon into the earth. So you would want to stick around, I dare you.
Peggy POV
I woke up I'm the morning with much energy than ever before.
Not only the pupils but also the teachers have to make it early to school.
I washed my face outside in the river some distance away from my home.
I returned into the house and then to the kitchen to start cooking.
I heard footsteps going down the stairs and immediately knew it was my husband.
"Good morning darling." I greeted him.
"Good morning my love. What are you making for breakfast?" He asked.
"Oh the usual. Nothing new going on these days." I replied.
He walked closer and put his arms around me from behind.
"No matter how many times we eat the same thing for breakfast, your lovely hands keep making them taste unique." He said.
"Fine fine Henry, I get it." I said with a shy smile.
My husband's name is Henry.
We had gotten married to each other six months ago.
My husband has always be such a good person and had always shown me his love and care.
I can't help but wonder how lucky I am to be his wife.
My parents were the only ones who had disapproved of our marriage and they didn't even come for the ceremony.
They hated my husband for being a lumberjack and had this crazy belief that lumberjacks are evil.
Well, I loved my husband and I will stick to him till the very end. And till now I have never regretted my decision.
I may be living in an ancient looking house but it sure ain't no dump.
Soon enough food was ready.
I served my husband and then myself.
"Is there a problem?" I asked, noticing he hadn't touched his food.
"No never mind, I don't want to bother you. It's really nothing." He replied.
"It's about the baby issue right?" I asked him.
"It's been six months after our marriage but still nothing. People are already talking." He said.
"I know that. But six months isn't a big deal. I don't know why this small town has its own weird beliefs." I said in response to my husband.
"I know Peggy. But you also known how these people can be. If it takes any longer for us to get a child then they would look at us as outcasts." My husband explained.
"This town is just so strange in every aspect. I don't know why you insisted we'd move to this place." I said to him.
"What has been done has been done." He replied.
"Well okay. We will try our luck tonight. But is it going to be in your room or in my room?" I asked him.
"In your room of course." He replied.
They want couples to get children as soon as those couples are married but they are against couples sleeping on the same bed at all.
If a man and a woman has sex then the one who had left his or her room for the other would have to return to his or her room.
It's no wonder everyone in this town only has one or two kids and that's all.
"Sure, I guess maybe we would try out for a child tonight but I really don't see why we should make our plans according to what other people belief in and all." I complained to him.
"Yes, I know. I don't like it either but you know we have to. That is, in order not to be the center of attention in this small town where everyone knows everyone." Henry said.
"Okay, if you say so. Bye honey, I'm off now. I wouldn't want to be late to school." I said.
"Have a wonderful day." He replied.
I gave my husband a quick kiss on the cheek and exited the house.
I exited the house and entered my old car.
Starting up the car, I headed for the school which I taught in.
A school which had also turned out to be the only school in this town.
I guess no one wanted to waste their precious money and time on this place at all.
It's also good, seeing that there are not much children in this place.
As I continued to drive along the road, I looked through my window occasionally.
It was a habit of mine for as long as I could remember.
I had always enjoyed looking at the view through my car's window.
Even if this small town looked creepy as the mind can imagine, I couldn't help but continue to look whenever my chance came.
From gar off, I saw a little girl that looked the age of six, standing at the side of the road. Her feet were shielded by the grass which she stood in.
This little girl had her hair all messed up and in her hand was a wooden doll.
I decided within myself that as soon as I get to where she stood I would ask her what was wrong and why she stood there alone.
To my great surprise, the closer I got to her and the more I looked that direction, she seemed nonexistent.
What is this? Am I seeing things or my eyes are...
I rubbed against me eyes just to be sure and when I looked again, this time there was nothing to look at.
The little girl was gone.
Camilla Varela’s Point of View “Aunt was right—you really do work here.” I froze mid-step when I spotted Monique lounging on the couch in the building’s lobby. Her expression was sharp, her eyebrow arched as she looked me over with thinly veiled disdain. She rose from her seat and approached me, each step radiating confrontation. “So, are you planning to seduce my boyfriend now?” she asked, her voice laced with accusation. I let out an exasperated sigh at the audacity of her question. Was she seriously accusing me of that? She was the one known for this kind of behavior. “Really, Monique? You’re going to say that to me?” I shot back. “Between the two of us, aren’t you the one with a track record of stealing someone else’s man?” Her eyes narrowed, her stare turning even more hostile, but I didn’t flinch. I simply smiled, calmly meeting her gaze. “You’re the one who stole my husband,” I reminded her. “Well, he’s mine now!” she snapped proudly. “Then keep him. I have
Lucas De Luca’s Point of View I couldn't stop watching her. She sat at her desk, focused intently on her computer screen, her fingers dancing across the keyboard as she worked. I found myself at a loss for words, unsure of how to respond to what she had said earlier. Deep down, I knew she was right. She was absolutely right—I really am just like my mother. I had failed her. I stood by in silence while my mother continuously belittled and insulted her. I acted like a worthless husband, unable—or maybe unwilling—to stand up for her. I allowed other women, the ones I brought into our home, to treat her like she was beneath them. I let all of that happen, and I didn’t protect her when she needed me the most. I sighed quietly, shaking my head as I turned my attention back to my own computer screen. I glanced at the time—it was already 11:00 AM. Almost lunchtime. Should I ask her to grab a bite with me? But what if she said no? Would it just make things more awkward between us? Cle
Camilla Varela's Point of View "What are you doing here in my son's building?" I looked up, startled, at the woman who had just stepped into the elevator I'd only recently entered. My breath caught when I recognized her—it was Lucas's mother, my ex-mother-in-law. Her eyes were sharp, filled with obvious hostility as she glared at me. Never in my wildest thoughts did I imagine we’d run into each other like this. Ever since I told her I was leaving her son, we hadn’t crossed paths. We parted ways with anger and silence, and I honestly thought I’d never see her again. Of course, fate just loves playing games. Perfect timing, really. I shook my head slightly, unable to hide my disbelief. She must’ve noticed, because she immediately snapped at me again. "Why are you shaking your head like that, you piece of trash?" she spat. "Now answer my question. What are you doing here?" Even after all this time, she still sees me as nothing more than garbage. Some things never change. S
Camilla Varela’s Point of View “What?!” Cassandra blurted out, completely shocked after I told her everything that happened earlier at the office. “I honestly thought he recognized Tamara’s voice during that call,” I admitted, leaning back against the couch with a heavy sigh. “But thank God, he didn’t.” I was exhausted. Work had drained me completely. Lucas had been making my life harder than usual—sending me off to do tasks that clearly weren’t part of my job description. Errands, side work, unnecessary meetings… It’s like he’s trying to push me to my limits. “It’s probably for the best that he didn’t realize,” Cassandra replied, her voice slightly wary. “Because if he ever finds out the truth, I swear he won’t let you go that easily. He’ll make your life a living mess. He’d turn your whole world upside down just to get answers.” I gave her a weak smile. I knew she was right—but I didn’t want to talk about him anymore. Not now. Not when I was finally out of the office. “A
Camilla Varela's Point of View "Alright, I'll agree to work at your company again," I said, my voice unwavering and cold. "But don’t expect things to go back to how they were." Lucas simply gave me a smug look. "Naturally. You're here for the job, not for anything personal, Camilla." I couldn
Camilla Varela’s Point of View It’s been four long years since I walked away from my past and left them behind. Those years weren’t easy for me — in fact, they were some of the hardest times of my life. But despite everything, one thing I’ve always been grateful for is Clint. He’s been by my side t
Cassandra Ravamorte’s Point of ViewAs soon as I arrived at my condo, frustration immediately washed over me when I saw Lucas — Camilla’s ex-husband — standing right there. My patience was already running thin. I stopped in my tracks and faced him, my voice sharp with irritation."What are you doin
Camilla Varela’s Point of View As soon as we arrived at Cassandra’s condo, I went straight to my room. My mind was a mess—I couldn’t think clearly. Everything felt like a blur. I couldn’t even recall what the doctor said after hearing the news. Maybe Cassandra paid attention, but I didn’t. My thou






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