LOGIN"Strip for me," he commanded, his ice-blue eyes devouring her. "Tonight, I take what's mine." I thought I knew betrayal when I caught my fiancé's balls-deep in another woman. I thought I'd hit rock bottom when that woman turned out to be my TWIN SISTER. But the real knife in my back? He was her boyfriend first. For eight months, she fed him every secret about me—my fears, my dreams, my insecurities—so he could seduce me, make me fall in love, and destroy me when it hurt the most. Why? Because she's always hated that I'm successful. That I'm respected. That people love me for who I am, not what I look like. So there I was—promoted, engaged, happy—walking into my fiancé's apartment to celebrate... only to find him f*cking my sister against the wall while she smirked at me over his shoulder. "Surprise, sister. He was always mine." I should've gone home. I should've cried. Should've been the victim they wanted me to be. Instead, I walked into the most exclusive bar in New York and caught the attention of the most dangerous man in the city. Dante Ashford. Billionaire. My ex-fiancé's boss. Sex personified. And currently getting pleasured by a beautiful blonde in the VIP lounge—while staring directly at ME. He said my name while another woman's mouth was on him. Then he dismissed her with one cold word: "Leave." When I demanded to know how he knew who I was, he smiled like the devil making a deal. "I know everything about you. Your cheating fiancé and backstabbing sister. I know exactly how to make them pay." His offer was simple: Marry me. Destroy them. I'll give you power, wealth, and revenge. My response shocked us both: "I'll marry you. But first... take my virginity. Tonight."
View MoreHalos 13 years na ang nakalipas ngunit sariwa parin saaking ala-ala ang lahat, ang walang awang pag tarak ng kutsilyo sa leeg ng aking ina, at ang pagbebenta sa kapatid ko, patuloy akong minumulto ng masasakit na karanasan at ang mga nagdaan na kaylan man ay hindi kona nanaisin pang maulit.
Umiiyak ako habang patuloy na bumabalik sa ala-ala ko ang mga nangyari, "nasaan kana kapatid ko?" tanung ko sa aking sarili habang naka upo sa bench at patuloy na nakatingala sa langit, umaasa ako na sana may sagot akong marinig, at malaman kung nasaan ang kapatid ko "sana nasa maayos kang kalagayan" pakikiusap ko habang may mga luha paring tumutulo sa mata ko "anak iniisip mona naman ang nawawala mong kapatid?" nag aalalang tanung saakin ng taong nakadampot saakin at nag alaga noong nahimatay ako, at kinopkup na nila ako hanggang ngayon, tinuring na nila akong tunay na anak, pagmamahal na hindi ko naranasan sa totoo kung ama, noon palang nahimatay ako, nagising nalang ako sa isang malawak na silid hindi naman mukhang hospital dahil sa estilo ng pagkaka ayos tila isang mansyon, bahay na subrang laki, dahil isang kwarto palang halos hindi nangalahati ang kubo namin sa bukid, namamangha kong nilibot ang paningin ko nong mga oras na iyon, "mabuti at gising kana?" halos mapatalon ako sa gulat ng may marinig akong boses na papalapit, "w-wag kang lumapit" natatakot kung paki-usap at pilit lumalayo sa papalapit na babae, sa tingin ko kaedad lang siya ng namayapa kong ina "iha wag kang matakot, di kita sasaktan" masuyo nitong paki-usap habang patuloy na lumalapit saakin "p-please wag kang lumapit" sa diko alam na dahilan ay tumulo na ang luha ko dahil sa takot, naaalala ko kasi ang mga nangyari, ang pag patay sa nanay ko, at natatakot ako, kung ang mismo kongang ama ay nagawang paslangin ang aking ina, at ibenta sa mga sindikato ang kapatid kona sarili niya ring anak, paano nalang kaya itong tao na hindi ko kaano ano, baka patayin rin ako, o marahil pwedi din na ibenta para pagka kitaan, kaya hindi ako nag titiwala, sa trauma ba naman na naging epekto saakin ng pagkawala ng magulang ko at kapatid kanino pa ako dapat mag tiwala? "wag kang matakot, kami ang nagdala sayo dito, para ipagamot ka" pag papaliwanag niya, kaya naman nilibot ko ang paningin sa buong kwarto "b-bakit ninyo ako kinukulong dito?, ibebenta niyo rin ba ako?, tulad ng ginawa ng tatay ko sa nakababata kong katapid?" natatakot kung tanung at halos sumiksik na ako sa gilid ng kama dahil sa takot "h-hindi iha" kalmang wika ng babae at napahinto narin sa pag lalakad marahil dahil napag tanto niya na natatakot na talaga ako, at kapag nagpatuloy pa siya baka dilang sa gilid ng kama ako sisiksik "o, marahil kikitilin niyo rin ang buhay ko tulad ng ginawa ng tatay ko sa nanay ko?!" pasigaw konang tanung, at lalong mas nag sumiksik sa gilid ng kama. "H-hindi iha, magtiwala ka saakin, wag kang matakot" pakikiusap ng babae at kumilos na naman palapit saaki, "m-mag tiwala po?, tiwala na sinira na ng sarili kong ama!, paano kopa iyon ibibigay sa iba?, kung mismong sarili kung kadugo ang sumira ng tiwalang iyon?, paano kopa maaatim na mag tiwala sa mga taong hindi ko kaano ano?" pasigaw konang sagot, at bigla kona lang naramdaman ang paninikip ng dibdib ko, at ang pag sakit ng ulo ko "iha, a-anong nangyayari sayo?" nag-alalang tanung ng babae marahil napansin niya ang pag hawak ko sa sikmura at ulo ko "Iha!" puno ng pag-aalala ang boses ng babae ang huli kung narinig bago tuluyang mawala ako malay ko. "Nasaan ako?", mahina kung tanung nang magising ako, nilibot ko ang paningin ko sa buong sulok at, ito parin ang kwarto ko nong una, gumalaw ako para bumangun ngunit, napansin ko ang isang babae na natutulog, tinitigan ko ito ng ilang saglit, kinilala ko kung sino ito, at "s-siya yung babaeng yon?" gulat kung tanung, kitang kita na pagod ito, marahil sa pag babantay saakin, kaya nakatulog na siya sa tabi ng kama na kinalalagyan ko, naka upo lamang siya habang hawak ang kabila kung kamay na tila nag aalala "gising kana pala?" agad niyang turan ng magising ito, halata na kulang siya sa tulog at pagod pa, pero kumilos na ito at lumakad, maya maya pag balik niya may dala na siyang sopas, mainit na sopas "kumain kana muna iha" wika nito habang papalapit saakin at iniihipan ang sopas para lumamig "gutom kana iha alam ko, simula noong nakaraan nong gabi na makita ka namin ng asawa ko sa bukid, hindi kapa kumakain, at nong nagising ka ay natakot ka saakin, kaya inataki ka ng sakit mo at muling nakatulog, ngayun mahigit tatlong araw kang tulog marahil sa pagod, kaya alam kung gutom kana iha, kaya kumain kana please" mahaba nitong paliwanag kaya kumain narin ako "s-sino po kayo?" ngumiti muna ito bago tuluyang sumagot "ako si Wineisea Xizie, at ang asawa ko naman ay si Geo henrix Xizie, halos sampong taon na kaming nag sasama, subalit hanggang ngayun ay wala parin kaming anak. At nong gabing nadampot ka namin, napadaan lang kami don, dahil naisipan naming mag libot sa bayan, at habang nag mamaneho ang asawa ko, may nakita siyang bata na walang malay, at ikaw iyon, aaminin ko, nahabag ako ng nakita ka, at labis akong natuwa, kaya imbes sa hospital ka namin dalhin para pagamutan ay mismong dito kana lang namin dinala sa mansion, at nag hanap ka ng magaling na doctor, personal doctor mo" mahaba niyang paliwanag, at dahil don diko namalayan ang sunod sunod na pag tila ng mga luha ko "salamat po sa tulong ninyo" pag papasalamat ko, halos mahabag ako dahil sa ginawa at naisip ko tungkol sa kanila "iha p-pwedi bang alagaan kana lang namin?" may pakiki usap sa tuno ng boses nito, "w-wag kang mag alala, tutulungan ka namin na hanapin ang nawawala mong kapatid, at aampunin namin kayong dalawa" naka ngiti nitong sambit at umaasa na pumayag ako. At dahil sa mga paliwanag niya at pangako na tutulungan akong hanapin ang nawawala kung kapatid at bigyan ng hustisya ang pagka matay ng nanay ko, ay tuluyan na akong pumayag. "May idea na ako kung nasaan ang kapatid mo anak"ARIA"When did this conversation happen?""Two months before your wedding." Vivienne's voice is soft. "Before everything fell apart. Marcus was already planning to betray you, Aria. The affair with me? That was his backup plan when I refused to go after Dante.""But you did have an affair with him.""Yes. Because he convinced me that you were the reason I was unhappy, that you had everything I deserved. And I was stupid enough, jealous enough, to believe him." She wipes at her eyes. "But the whole time, his real target was never you. It was Dante."I sink onto a nearby stool, my legs unable to hold me."Why are you telling me this now?""Because Marcus called me again yesterday. He's planning something new, something involving both you and Dante. He wouldn't give me details, but he was excited. Said everything was finally falling into place." She crouches in front of me. "Aria, I know you hate me. I know you'll never forgive me for what I did. But Marcus is dangerous in ways even I di
ARIAThe day after the estate distribution, I wake up feeling hollowed out.My family has their money. Torres is still out there. And I'm trapped in this penthouse, waiting for a threat that could come from anywhere, at any time.Dante is already awake, sitting on the edge of the bed with his phone pressed to his ear, his voice low and tense."I don't care what it takes, Viktor. Find him."He ends the call and turns to me, his expression softening slightly when he sees I'm awake."Still no sign of Torres?" I ask, though I already know the answer."No. He's gone completely dark again after that hotel sighting." He reaches over, brushing hair from my face. "But we're not giving up.""I know." I sit up, pulling the sheet around me. "How long can we live like this, though? Constantly waiting, and afraid?""As long as it takes to keep you safe.""That's not living, Dante. That's existing." I can feel the walls closing in on me, the weight of constant surveillance and security pressing down
ARIA"Aria, wait." My mother's voice is small and desperate. "Please. Can we talk?""No.""But sweetheart, you don't understand—""I understand perfectly. You chose money over me. All of you did." I look around the table. "You have your inheritance now. That's what you should get. Consider it your payment for destroying any relationship we might have had.""You self-righteous bitch," Emma hisses. "You think you're so much better than us, so morally superior. But you're just spiteful. You could have helped us, and you chose not to out of pure spite.""No, Emma. I chose not to reward people who tried to murder me. There's a difference." I gather my purse. "Enjoy your ten million dollars. I hope it's worth what you paid for it."Uncle Richard stands abruptly, his chair scraping loudly. "You think this is over? You think you've won?"Dante is on his feet instantly, positioning himself between Richard and me. "Careful, Richard.""Or what? You'll have me arrested on your fabricated evidence
ARIAThe day of the estate distribution arrives with cruel sunshine and unseasonably warm weather.I dress carefully, in a navy Armani suit, a cream silk blouse, and Louboutin heels. I want my family to see exactly what they're trying so hard to destroy.Dante is already dressed when I emerge from the closet, looking devastating in a charcoal three-piece suit that probably costs more than my parents' monthly mortgage payment."Ready?" he asks."No. But let's do this anyway."The law office is in Midtown, a prestigious firm that's handled my grandparents' estate for decades. The conference room is large and imposing, all dark wood and leather chairs, with windows overlooking the city.My family is already there when we arrive.My parents sit together on one side of the massive table, my mother's hands twisted in her lap, and my father staring at the surface like it holds answers. Uncle Richard and Aunt Penny are across from them; Richard's face is set in hard lines, and Aunt Penny look






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