MasukThe woman looked at Clairox and gave him a seductive smile, as if she was hiding a secret plan only she knew. Her eyes sparkled, both tempting and challenging at the same time. She stared at Clairox for a brief moment before shifting her gaze back to the jewelry glittering beneath the spotlights—the diamond necklace currently worn by Steffie. Clairox still couldn’t connect the dots that the woman standing on stage now, being applauded by everyone, was the same woman he had seen being bullied earlier by a troublesome group in the restroom and lobby. Clairox frowned and stepped closer to the woman. He tried to keep his voice low, but the nervousness and irritation in his tone were impossible to hide. “Miss… what are you even doing here? Where’s your Auction ID? If you don’t have one, please leave before I get dragged into trouble,” he whispered, forcing himself not to raise his voice in case other people noticed them. But instead of feeling scared or embarrassed, the woman simply lif
Just as Clairox was about to approach the group of women who had entered without Auction IDs, the massive stage doors suddenly swung open. A blinding spotlight instantly flooded the hall, causing every whisper in the room to die down. Everyone’s attention shifted at once toward the center, where a woman slowly stepped into view. She wore a dazzling gown that shimmered with every touch of light, but what truly captured everyone’s gaze was the jewelry wrapped around her neck. A diamond necklace worth millions of dollars—each stone sparkling like stars fallen from the sky. “Ladies and gentlemen,” the auctioneer’s voice thundered as he slowly raised the gavel. “Here is the first treasure of tonight. Not merely a piece of jewelry, but a symbol of power, wealth, and history. And here is the auction girl who will present it before you.” The auction girl smiled gracefully as she walked, yet every step she took carried both charm and tension. The guests gasped softly, some immediately whi
Inside the Auction “Wow… there are so many people, Ma’am Cathy!” Clairox whispered in disbelief as his eyes wandered around the grand lobby. The polished marble floors gleamed under the dazzling chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, while every guest walked around wearing luxurious gowns and expensive suits. He could already feel the pressure, as though everyone around him belonged to a world far above his own. “Yes?” Ma’am Cathy turned toward him, the manager standing tall and composed as always, looking like someone who constantly had important matters to attend to. “Is this where I’ll be guarding?” Clairox asked nervously while fidgeting with his fingers. “Yes,” the manager answered firmly as she lowered the clipboard in her hand. “You’ll stand right here at the entrance of the Auction Room. Listen carefully, Clairox.” Her voice sharpened, making sure every word would stay inside his head. “The only people you’ll allow inside are those with Auction IDs.” Cathy pulled a shining
Clairox POV “Roxiel… I’ll head to school ahead of you, okay? I just need to finish something first,” I said to my twin while standing at the doorway. The house was still quiet. Mom and Dad were nowhere around—Dad had probably gone to work early again, while Mom was most likely already at the market. “What do you need to finish, twin? We go to the same school anyway…” Roxiel asked while chewing on a piece of bread. I could see the suspicion in his eyes, like he wanted to stop me from leaving. I grinned and patted him on the shoulder. “Hahaha! Don’t worry, twin, you’ll find out eventually. Just tell Mom and Dad I already left, okay?” I shouted while running out of the house. As soon as I stepped outside, I paused for a moment. I took a deep breath and suddenly looked at my reflection in the glass window of the small store at the corner. “Am I handsome enough…? Do I look okay?” I whispered to myself. I was unbelievably nervous. Not because I lacked courage, but because where I was
In the midst of darkness, Roxane was panting heavily as she desperately chased two shadowy figures. “Clairox! Roxiel!” she repeatedly screamed, her voice trembling in fear. But with every step she took, the twins only moved farther away, as if the darkness itself was swallowing their small bodies. A cold wind lashed against her face, her legs felt heavy, yet she refused to stop. As they drifted farther and farther away, she could still hear their laughter slowly turning into an echo of emptiness. “Wait! Don’t leave!” she nearly tripped while running, tears welling up in her eyes. But in the final moment, the children’s shadows suddenly vanished before her eyes—and she woke up. She jolted up from the bed, drenched in sweat, gasping for breath. Her trembling hand reached for the empty side of the bed, as if those tiny hands she once held were still there. But all that greeted her was the cold silence of daylight and Dark’s calm face. Roxane was still soaked in sweat when she heard a
📌 Author’s Note – Book 2: The Maid Who Was Trapped by the Billionaire Hello my dear readers! ❤️ Thank you so much for your unwavering support for Book 1. Because of all of you, we have now reached a new chapter in the story of Roxane and Dark Nathaniel. In Book 2, the battle becomes more intense and more emotional. It is no longer just about the love between the two of them, but also about what they have long been searching for—the twins who were separated from them in the midst of tragedy. Here, you will follow the story of Clairox and Roxiel, the twins who do not know their true origins. Their return will open new secrets, revelations, and battles that will test not only the family, but also the power and loyalty of the people around them. So hold on tight, because the fight begins again—more intense, more painful, and filled with more love. ✨ Synopsis (Book 2: The Maid Who Was Trapped by the Billionaire – The Lost Twins) Fifteen years have passed since Drick, Lyka, an
“I will NOT allow Dark to end up with that maid!” Levie’s voice rang sharp as she sat on the veranda of her guest room—just a few doors away from Roxane’s. Her posture was like a queen seated on a throne of jealousy and pure rage. “I’ll do something to stop her from claiming Dark!” Her irritatio
“Are you sure, Mr. Dark, that you will be the one to wake up my daughter?” Aling Beth asked shyly, glancing toward the young man’s direction. There was tension in her voice—something weighing on her, something she wanted to stop but didn’t know how to begin. “Don’t worry, Mama. I’ll take care of
While everyone in the Vellamonte mansion was drowning in chaos, Roxane and Dark were quietly driving down a road toward a destination she didn’t even know. “Sir… what exactly are you planning to do with me?” Roxane asked in a soft but tense voice, trying hard to steady her trembling emotions. “
Instead of taking Dark’s hand, Roxane strode forward on her own—unbothered by the faded house dress she was wearing. It was loose, wrinkled, and clearly worn out from years of washing. Yet despite her appearance, she walked straight ahead, chin lifted—showing no shame about being in public dressed







