Anastasia Noire, a top singer whose career crumbled overnight due to a cruel smear, finds herself abandoned by everyone she once trusted. In her desperation, she rescues a dying man and is forced to claim the stranger as her husband to protect herself from even worse accusations. But the world is stunned when the man they scorned as a "pauper" turns out to be Maximilian Kingsley, a mysterious billionaire with a dark secret. Caught in a web of lies and betrayal, Anastasia must decide: can she trust the man she barely knows, or face a world determined to destroy her? Is Maximilian her enemy or her saviour? And will Anastasia defy the fate that seems destined to destroy her?
View More***"Crazy! This morning hundreds of missed calls and thousands of messages came into my phone. I was shocked and thought something was wrong. Turns out it was because of that one photo!" Lyra was annoyed, she had rambled on and on, even cursing Leon."That man did it on purpose last night, he just wanted to trap you!" Lyra added again.Meanwhile, Anastasia sat in front of her tablet screen, staring at various articles that had appeared on the Internet over the past few days. The big headlines on the news pages were full of accusations that slandered her. They accused Anastasia of trying to lure Leon Hale back into her arms, and even wrote that she was using her fame at Paris Fashion Week to steal Leon away from her half-sister Elora.Her lips tightly sealed, Anastasia took a deep breath. She knew this was all part of a dirty game she had faced many times before, but this time the accusations stung even more because they touched on something very personal to her."They always have a c
***A chill settled over the city that night. Anastasia emerged from the hotel lobby with slow steps. She wanted to breathe in the night air for a moment, to soothe her irritation at Maximilian for not answering her calls. But as she reached the sidewalk, her eyes caught a familiar figure - Leon.The man was standing near the entrance of the hotel, wearing a thick coat and a relaxed expression. Leon smiled at the sight of him, his footsteps soon approaching with confidence."Anastasia," he greeted softly. "Where are you going? It's so cold tonight, aren't you wearing a shawl?"Anastasia was surprised to see him in the same place. Her heart pounded, but she remained silent, reluctant to answer. Her gaze was straight ahead, as if she hoped Leon was just an illusion that would soon disappear.Without waiting for her answer, Leon took off the scarf around his neck and put it on Anastasia with a quick movement."You always forget to wear a scarf, aren't you strong against the cold?" he as
***Maximilian sat in his room, surrounded by the silence of the Paris night. His mind was filled with the words Selene had spoken about Anastasia. Ever since that meeting, the image of Anastasia's sad-looking face had haunted him. Her usually confident eyes that day held something deeper, something tightly hidden."What happened to her?" muttered Maximilian softly. Something inside him was disturbed, a feeling he could not ignore. He felt trapped, so close to the woman he had fallen in love with, but blocked by invisible walls.Maximilian looked down at his cell phone on the table. He knew that the distance between them was not only a matter of geography, but also of emotion. Even being in the same country was not enough to allow him to be as close to Anastasia as he wanted to be."I can't stay like this for too long," he muttered, rubbing his face in frustration. He remembered his mother's words. "Anastasia seems lonely, that look in her eyes is just like Isabelle's," those words re
***"Max...""Max... what's Max's name?" asked Anastasia."Maximilian Kingsley. Why, don't you know Mom's son?"Anastasia breathed a sigh of relief and shook her head. "I don't know him." Meanwhile, Maximilian prepared to meet Selene. From a distance he saw the woman sitting with Selene. She looked so elegant, her hair flowing softly, looking out of the café window with a faint smile on her face. His heart fluttered immediately when he realized who she was. Anastasia."Oh my," he muttered in surprise. His footsteps immediately stopped.Maximilian hadn't expected his mother to be so familiar with Anastasia. He didn't know how he felt right now. Embarrassed? Surprised? Or just nervous? One thing was for sure, he was not ready to face Anastasia right now. And Selene would be surprised when Anastasia introduced herself as her husband. Selene would definitely give him a sharp look.Maximilian quickly turned around, looking for a way out of this situation. He needed to hide his identity. H
***Spring in Paris felt different this time. The flowers bloomed with bright colors, the breeze gently touched her skin, as if inviting Anastasia to enjoy every moment of beauty. However, despite the fresh air and charming scenery around her, there was an empty feeling in her heart.Anastasia walked alone along the Rue de Rivoli, her steps slow, almost aimless. She had deliberately given Lyra the day off to rest, to allow herself to enjoy the solitude amidst the hustle and bustle of bustling Paris. But despite being in a city that was always touted as the city of love, Anastasia felt lonely. The loneliness was so deep that it penetrated every inch of her soul."Why do I always feel this way?" she murmured softly, her eyes looking straight ahead, but her mind drifting far into the past.Since childhood, Anastasia had been used to loneliness. After her mother died, the world she knew shattered in an instant. Her mother was the center of her world, the only person who gave her love and
***Anastasia stared at her reflection in the mirror, still wearing the dress that made her look like a goddess. Her hair was in a neat bun, her makeup was perfect, and the jewelry around her neck sparkled in the lamplight. Despite her elegant and charming appearance, her heart was far from calm. She had just finished one of the most important fashion shows of her life, and she was filled with mixed emotions.Suddenly, the door to her dressing room opened without knocking. Anastasia frowned when she saw who it was. Leon, her ex-boyfriend, stood in the doorway with a smile that had once driven her crazy. But this time there was no admiration in her heart. She just stared at the man."Anastasia," Leon greeted her in a soft tone, as if they were still close. "You were really amazing on stage earlier. I couldn't stop watching you. You were like a bright shining star in a dark night."Anastasia remained silent, not wanting to return the hollow compliment. In her heart, a feeling of disgust
***The camera lights shimmered, casting soft shadows in the large room filled with luxurious fabrics and photographic equipment. Anastasia stood in the center, her body draped in a gorgeous white gown with delicate lace details, specially designed by top designer Celine Idzes. Every curve of the gown accentuated her figure, making her look like an angel descended to earth. The diamond necklace that sparkled around her neck - the work of Laura Moen - added an inevitable touch of opulence.Celine stood at the side of the set, her eyes twinkling as she saw her handiwork reflected so perfectly on Anastasia's body. Not only did the dress look beautiful, but it exuded incredible elegance. Celine clapped her hands lightly, her smile wide."Anastasia," Celine said as she approached. "This gown was truly made for you. Your back is so beautiful, the cut of this gown is perfect for you. And that diamond necklace... it really completes everything. I've never seen anything so harmonious."Anastas
*** Inside Maximilian's private jet, silence accompanied their flight to Paris. He sat in his seat and stared at his cell phone, which had just vibrated. A message had arrived from Lyra. He opened the message and on his phone screen appeared a somber photo of Anastasia staring out of the window of an airliner. There was a distinct sadness on her face, a look that seemed to speak without words.Lyra added a message below the photo:"Max, Anastasia may not be in a good mood, especially after meeting her biological father. Maybe you know the story too, I'm sending this because you're her husband and I hope you can encourage her."Maximilian looked at the photo for a long time, his gaze sad. He could feel the sadness radiating from Anastasia, as if the weight of the world was crushing down on her. If only he could be there now, he would want to hug her, comfort her, and tell her that she was not alone. That there were many people in the world who loved Anastasia, including himself, even
***Anastasia and Lyra walked quickly to the departure gate at the New York airport. The airport was busy that morning, but Anastasia's mind was filled with thoughts of her trip to Paris. Paris Fashion Week, an exclusive invitation from Coeur de Luxe, and a great opportunity that should make her happy - but not today.Anastasia's footsteps suddenly stopped. Her eyes were fixed on a figure she knew very well. In the crowd of passing passengers, she saw the man she had missed for so long, but who also made her heart hurt even more - her father, Rhett Noire.Rhett stood there, smiling warmly, but not at her. His hug was tight, loving, but not for his daughter. Elora, his stepdaughter, received all the attention, a satisfied smile painted on her face. Like a dagger slowly piercing, Anastasia's heart felt broken.Tears almost fell, but Anastasia held them back. She couldn't cry. Not here. Not in front of Lyra. And especially not in front of Rhett, Aria and Elora. With trembling lips she tr
***"Ah, that feels so good, Leon. I'm almost coming.""Hold on, baby. Just a little longer."The moans echoed clearly in Leon Hale's private room - a rising star actor who was taking the world by storm.Still lost in the throes of pleasure, Leon Hale could never have imagined that behind his bedroom door someone stood frozen, holding back tears.That someone was Anastasia Noire, his girlfriend and soon-to-be fiancée of five years.Anastasia couldn't believe the strange message she'd received on her phone, accusing Leon of betrayal. She was supposed to be filming a commercial in Paris today, but her schedule had been abruptly cancelled. Depressed, she decided to visit her boyfriend's luxurious apartment."This can't be real, can it? Those sounds... they're just in my head," Anastasia muttered, trying to calm herself. With trembling hands, she reached for the bedroom door, hoping that the bizarre noises were nothing more than a figment of her imagination.As she gripped the doorknob, h...
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