KinabukasanShe woke up with her head pounding like hell… parang may pumuwersang dumagan sa sentido niya. Her stomach churned, and she wasn't sure if she was dizzy, sick, or both. Lahat parang blur at gusto niyang magtago sa kumot at kalimutan ang lahat.She inhaled slowly, one hand shielding her eyes from the soft golden light streaming in through the curtains. Everything felt too bright, too still, too… real."Never again," she whispered to herself. Not just the hangover from the alcohol but from the night itself. From the chaos, the vulnerability, and everything she allowed her heart to feel.She groaned, her eyes narrowing against the soft glow coming from the window. Sinubukan niyang umupo pero may mainit na braso na mahigpit na nakayakap sa baywang niya at hindi siya nag-iisa sa kama.Then it hit her.Yes... She wasn’t alone in bed.Dahan-dahan siyang lumingon and there he was… Nero.He is soundly sleeping next to her.Ang braso nito ay nakapulupot sa kanya, hawak siya na para b
Manhattan’s elite district. Isang boutique na hindi basta-basta pinapasok ng kahit sino. Floor-to-ceiling glass walls, chandeliers imported from Milan, and racks lined with couture evening gowns flown in straight from Paris.At the center of it all ay naka-upo sa velvet armchair na parang reyna sa sariling kaharian si Cinderella na kalmado habang pinapanood si Vera.She was wearing a silk champagne slip dress, legs crossed, eyes half-lidded as she sipped her iced espresso. Beside her stood Vera. Chic in all black, iPad in hand at halatang sanay makipagsabayan sa boardroom at barilan ng matataray na babae.Pinuno ni Vera ang ilang fitting rooms ng mga bagong damit para kay Cinderella. Mula casual streetwear perfect for a chilly New York stroll, hanggang sa bold, body-hugging party dresses na parang isinukat para sa isang paparazzi-filled event. Designer pieces lined up like an armor of transformation for one week’s worth of curated luxury.“Lahat ng gown dito ay personally picked ni Ne
“Y-You slapped me!” galit na sigaw ni Bianca, halos nanginginig sa inis.Cinderella didn’t flinch at all. Her voice was icy, steady, and threatening. “I let you in out of courtesy,” she said coldly. “Pero pumasok ka na parang pag-aari mo ang mundo. Someone had to remind you, not everyone who smiles will tolerate bastos behavior.”Belle made a slight movement beside her like she was about to step in.But Cinderella cut her off with a single lethal glare. “Don’t,” she said sharply, her voice calm but laced with warning. “I’m not exactly in the mood to make it two slaps today. But please, feel free to test how fast my hands can be.”Sa isang tingin lang ay nanigas si Belle. Hindi na siya gumalaw sa kinatatayuan niya dahil alam niyang hindi ito isang banta lang. Kayang-kaya ni Cinderella panindigan iyon.Bianca’s cheek was still burning, but her pride? Mas masakit. Mas malalim ang sugat. And like any overindulged Vergara na nasanay sa yaman pero kulang sa breeding, she did what she always
Vera sat alone in front of her monitor, arms crossed as the boutique footage played. Cinderella stood straight as her hand landed on Bianca's face, creating a crisp snap that resonated throughout the room. She paused the video. “Damn,” she muttered. “That’s what I call brand protection.” She looked at the boutique manager next to her. “Delete this from your system,” Vera instructed in a loud and commanding voice. "No copies, backups, or leaks. There's not even a whisper online. Or I'll personally ensure that your boutique never works with the Vergaras again." The manager nodded immediately. “Y-Yes, Ms. Vera. N-No problem at all.” Vera saved the footage on an encrypted device and handed it to her assistant. "Secure the line. Please send straight to Mr. Vergara. Keep track of it. There are no copies." Her assistant replied with a faint but firm nod. VERGARA CORPORATE TOWER – 40th Floor, Executive Private Office Nero was sitting alone in his own office. The lights were dim,
The heavy doors to Nero’s office burst open. Lumabas sina Belle at Bianca na halatang hindi nila nakuha ang gusto nila. Tumutunog ang stilettos nila sa marble floor na may galit, mabilis at may mayabang pa rin ang mga tindig nila pero ang mga mukha nila? Puno sa kahihiyan. They held their heads high… pero halata sa mata nila na natalo sila. Nakatayo si Zylan sa tabi ng elevetor at hindi siya gumagalaw sa kinatatayuan niya. Nakasandal lang siya sa pader habang pinagmamasdan sina Bianca at Belle. He watched them walk past as if they were part of a scene he had anticipated. Hindi nakaligtas sa kanyang mga mata ang panginginig ng kamay ni Bianca pati iyong pag-adjust ni Belle sa designer clutch niya na parang kailangan niya ng pampalakas ng loob. They didn’t even look at him. They couldn’t. The door behind them closed with a soft but final thud. Zylan paused for a second before reopening the door and walking inside. Nero was present, standing calmly behind his desk, as i
The warm lighting sent a golden glow over the room, reflecting off the racks of couture dresses and shelves lined with designer heels. Tahimik si Cinderella habang tinatapos ng stylist ang pag-pin ng final touches sa suot niyang gown. It hugged her like a second skin, fierce and blinding, a silent warning wrapped in beauty.The fabric kissed her curves, flowing like molten gold with every subtle shift of her body. But it was the slit... dangerously high and almost daring gravity itself that turned the dress from mere elegance into a weapon.One wrong move, and it would be scandal.One right move, and it would be power.And Cinderella? She didn’t move wrong.Not tonight.She straightened her posture, rolling her shoulders back, lifting her chin just enough to command. In the full-length mirror, she didn’t just see herself... she saw the weapon she had become.This wasn’t just a dress. This was war paint. Then a soft knock.Vera entered, cradling a small velvet box in her hands—black,
Cinderella walked through the ocean of billionaires and socialites without missing a step, her gold silk gown shimmering under the crystal lights like it was woven from sunlight itself. The slit on her dress threatened the sanity of every man she passed. But she didn’t see any of them. Only him... Nero sat at the Vergara table, controlled, dangerous in his silence, observing her with eyes so dark they seemed to be drawing the entire world into him. Sa bawat hakbang niya palapit ay ramdam niya ang init ng titig ni Nero na parang dumudulas sa kanyang balat. Nero remained seated... untouchable and unbothered. But inside? He was counting every slow, deliberate step she made toward him. Three.. Two.. One. When Cinderella finally stopped in front of him, the energy between them was so heavy. Walang sinoman sa kanila ang nagsalita. The entire hall filled with the most powerful people in New York faded into irrelevant background noise. Nero lifted his gaze, lazily dragging it f
Tahimik ang powder room nang pumasok si Cinderella. The soft hum of the chandelier overhead, the marble counters lined with gold accents, and the heavy velvet drapes made the place feel like a secret sanctuary.She approached the vanity, her reflection regal, the gold silk of her gown clinging to her like molten power, the Vergara emerald earrings flashing with every turn of her head.Tumigil siya sandali at naglabas ng lipstick... ready to retouch when the heavy door slammed open behind her.Cinderella didn’t even flinch. She kept her hand steady and continued fixing her lipstick with precision.Sa gilid ng salamin, she saw them.Colleen Fuentabella. Ang stepsister niyang may mukha ng anghel, pero ang puso, punong-puno ng kasinungalingan at galit. Parang tila anghel sa itsura, pero sa likod ng mga ngiti, tanging pagkamuhi at inggit ang umiiral.At sa tabi niya ay si Samantha Montenegro. The one and only Colleen's bestfriend na walang ginawa kundi magtago sa likod ng mga mahahabang ku
Ashley was frozen.Nakatigil ang kamay niya sa ere, hawak pa rin ang clicker na tila naging sandatang hindi na niya alam kung paano gamitin. Ang perpekto niyang tikas at ang kumpiyansa sa sarili ay unti-unting nabasag sa bawat segundong lumilipas sa gitna ng katahimikan.Hindi lang tahimik ang boardroom parang huminto ang oras. Lahat ay nakatingin sa kaniya at naghihintay kung lalaban siya o tuluyang lulubog.Si Cinderella? Hindi kumurap, hindi gumalaw at wala siyang kailangang gawin.Ang babaeng kanina lang ay abalang naglalaro ng Mobile Legends ay ngayon ay pinipira-piraso ang buong Milan expansion ni Ashley na parang simpleng assignment lang sa high school.At ang pinaka-nakakatakot? Ginagawa niya ito nang may kalmadong ekspresyon parang alam niyang siya ang tama simula’t simula pa lang.“Your freight estimate from Zurich to Milan…” Kalmado ang boses ni Cinderella pero matalim parang salamin na pumuputol ng balat. “…didn’t factor in the revised customs tariffs. They were updated two
Tahimik pero mabigat ang buong boardroom. Parang bawat paghinga ng mga board directors ay tinitimbang muna bago ilabas. Sa dulo ng mahabang black glass table ay nakaupo na si Nero. The typical sharp demeanor of the CEO was now unsettling. His jaw was clenched and his knuckles turned white from holding the report tightly in front of him. At sa tabi niya ay si Cinderella na tahimik lang na kalmado pero halatang wala sa loob ang isipan. Ang focus naman ni Nero ay nasa gitna na ng room, where Ashley Vergara was confidently presenting the Milan expansion report. Halatang ready si Ashley to defend her numbers. “So tell me again, Ashley,” tanong ni Nero, his tone was sharp. “How exactly did you miss this?” Hindi natinag si Ashley. She turned to the next slide and responded in a calm and concise manner."With all due respect, Mr. Vergara, the figures for the Milan expansion are accurate. We have factored in delays and reorganized logistics with the Montero Group, and our predictions
Hinawakan ni Nero ang zipper. Mainit ang palad niyang dumampi sa likod ni Cinderella, skin-to-skin contact na parang kuryenteng dumaloy sa buong sistema niya.Nero slowly and gradually began to draw the zipper down, inch by torturous inch. Every second felt like eternity. The gold fabric loosened, revealing the graceful slope of her spine, the nape of her neck, and the vulnerability of an unguarded woman.He breathed shakily. "You're not trying," he remarked, his voice gravelly. "But you're still breaking me."At that moment, hindi na siya sigurado kung tuluyan siyang magbibitiw o kung siya mismo ang hihilingin nitong wag siyang bitawan.Hinila niya ito nang mabagal na dahan-dahan parang torture sa sarili niya. Habang bumababa ang zipper ay unti-unting lumilitaw ang likod ni Cinderella na makinis, mainit at amoy mamahaling pabango. Tiningnan niya ito na parang sinasamba.Pagkababa ng zipper ay hindi pa rin siya gumalaw. Tinitigan lang niya ang bawat pulgada ng balat nito at bago mara
VERGARA PENTHOUSE – MANHATTAN, NEW YORKPagkasara ng mabibigat na pinto ay parang may pumunit sa pagitan ng dalawang mundo. Sa loob ng penthouse ay isang katahimikang nakakabingi. Isang tensyong halos mahawakan parang kulog bago ang kidlat... parang hiningang nakabitin sa ere.Ang natira na lang siya at si Nero.At ang titig nitong nakabaon sa kaluluwa niya.Ang penthouse ay parang altar ng kasalanan, mahina ang ilaw at kumikinang ang city lights sa salamin ng floor-to-ceiling na mga bintana. Black marble floors reflected the shadows between them. Velvet furniture and gold finishes screamed obscene wealth. But the luxury didn’t matter.It wasn’t the room that made her knees weak.The man who gazed at her like a predator finally caught up with what he had been hunting. He stood there, still in his black suit, no words and no movement... pero ang presensiya niya parang isang suntok sa dibdib na nakakabaliw at nakakabighani.His eyes didn’t just look at her. They stripped her layer by l
As the evening wore on, unti-unti nang nagpaalam ang mga bisita, mga huling handshake, yakap, at mga sulyap na puno ng pagtataka at tsismis. Sa gitna ng lahat ay tahimik na lumapit si Cinderella at tumayo sa tabi ni Nero. Wala ni isa sa kanila ang nagsalita. Pero ang katahimikang namamagitan sa kanila ay mas malakas pa sa anumang bulong na tila isang uri ng tensiyon na hindi basta-basta matatakasan. Ang init ng tagpong namagitan sa kanila kanina ay naroon pa rin… nakasabit sa bawat sulyap at bawat buntong-hininga. Pero hindi siya hinalikan ni Nero. Hindi siya hinawakan. Kahit halata sa mga mata nito ang paghahangad ay pinili nitong umatras sa huling segundo. At bagaman hindi ito sinabi ni Cinderella ay naroon ang bitin iyong parang... dapat may nangyari pero wala. Sa gilid ay nakamasid sina Aubrey at Zylan na parehong halatang aliw na aliw sa eksena. Ang ngiti sa labi ni Aubrey ay parang ngiting alam ang sikreto ng dalawa habang si Zylan ay hindi na nag-abalang ibaba ang boses. Zyl
Nero leaned in again, his breath caressing the shell of her ear, low, deadly, and full of promise. “Gusto mo bang ako pa ang magsuot ng kuwintas sa iyo mamaya?” he whispered, each word dripping with heat that clung to her skin. Cinderella didn’t flinch. She didn’t even glance at him. Instead, she smiled and raised her wine glass with unbothered grace. She sipped slowly. As if he hadn’t just undressed her with words in a room full of elites. The auction ended in a wave of polite applause, flashes from cameras lighting up the grand hall. But Nero? He didn’t even blink. Wala siyang pakialam sa spotlight, sa mga papuri, o handshake ng investors. Ang tanging mundo niya ay ang babaeng nakaupo sa tabi niya. Cinderella Fuentabella-Vergara.The woman who changed everything...Fearless and untouchable.His queen is shining in a gold slit gown, her eyes filled with danger and her stillness screams.Tumayo si Cinderella, her poise as regal as ever. She began exchanging thank-yous with one o
The quiet clinking of glasses subsided as the lights darkened slightly, signifying the official start of the night. The auctioneer, a lady dressed in a sleek black dress, approached the podium in the center of the hall. Confident and polished, with the trained smile of someone used to selling million-dollar fantasy. “Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to the Vergara Charity Auction.” Subtle applause rippled through the room, pero halos lahat ay nakatutok pa rin kina Nero at Cinderella. Two individuals sat too close, said too little, and the air between them crackled with a tension that was almost palpable. Cinderella crossed her legs slowly and deliberately, revealing a tempting stretch of golden skin through the daring cut in her dress. Bahagyang kumislap ang mata ni Nero, isang mabilis pero mapanganib na sulyap pababa. Isang kisapmata lang pero sapat para magliyab ang hangin sa paligid nila. Bahagyang ngumiti si Cinderella nang mapanukso at puno ng lihim habang
Tahimik ang powder room nang pumasok si Cinderella. The soft hum of the chandelier overhead, the marble counters lined with gold accents, and the heavy velvet drapes made the place feel like a secret sanctuary.She approached the vanity, her reflection regal, the gold silk of her gown clinging to her like molten power, the Vergara emerald earrings flashing with every turn of her head.Tumigil siya sandali at naglabas ng lipstick... ready to retouch when the heavy door slammed open behind her.Cinderella didn’t even flinch. She kept her hand steady and continued fixing her lipstick with precision.Sa gilid ng salamin, she saw them.Colleen Fuentabella. Ang stepsister niyang may mukha ng anghel, pero ang puso, punong-puno ng kasinungalingan at galit. Parang tila anghel sa itsura, pero sa likod ng mga ngiti, tanging pagkamuhi at inggit ang umiiral.At sa tabi niya ay si Samantha Montenegro. The one and only Colleen's bestfriend na walang ginawa kundi magtago sa likod ng mga mahahabang ku
Cinderella walked through the ocean of billionaires and socialites without missing a step, her gold silk gown shimmering under the crystal lights like it was woven from sunlight itself. The slit on her dress threatened the sanity of every man she passed. But she didn’t see any of them. Only him... Nero sat at the Vergara table, controlled, dangerous in his silence, observing her with eyes so dark they seemed to be drawing the entire world into him. Sa bawat hakbang niya palapit ay ramdam niya ang init ng titig ni Nero na parang dumudulas sa kanyang balat. Nero remained seated... untouchable and unbothered. But inside? He was counting every slow, deliberate step she made toward him. Three.. Two.. One. When Cinderella finally stopped in front of him, the energy between them was so heavy. Walang sinoman sa kanila ang nagsalita. The entire hall filled with the most powerful people in New York faded into irrelevant background noise. Nero lifted his gaze, lazily dragging it f