บททั้งหมดของ Veil Of A Secret Vow: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

The grand gates of the Vale estate loomed ahead, their intricate ironwork glinting in the late afternoon sun. Elyra Sol’s heart pounded with each step she took along the manicured driveway. She had imagined many things about this day, but nothing had prepared her for the sheer magnitude of the Vale mansion. The sprawling estate, with its pristine lawns, fountains, and marble pillars, radiated an aura of power and wealth so intense it made her feel both awed and completely out of place.Clutching the strap of her modest handbag, Elyra paused at the entrance, taking a deep breath. She reminded herself that she was here for a reason—a scandal had forced her into this contract marriage, and though it felt like the end of her freedom, it was, for now, the only way to protect her family’s reputation. She straightened her back, adjusted the collar of her blouse, and stepped through the enormous double doors.The foyer inside was just as intimidating as the exterior. Crystal chandeliers hung

Elyra had been at Valeon Group for just a few days, yet already, the sheer magnitude of the company, its employees, and the hidden rules within the walls of power weighed heavily on her shoulders. Every morning, she entered the office lobby with her heart thumping, reminded constantly that she was no longer just Elyra Sol—the ordinary woman she had been—but the CEO’s contract wife, a figure whose every move would be scrutinized.Her first task that morning was simple: shadow one of the department heads, review ongoing projects, and prepare a brief report for Zevarion. She had spent the previous evening pouring over company manuals, organizational charts, and project notes, determined to avoid embarrassment. Yet, nothing could have prepared her for the subtle yet relentless scrutiny that awaited her.As she stepped into the conference room, she found Victor Fernandez Vale already present, leaning casually against the polished table. His presence, as always, exuded effortless charm. He

The morning at Valeon Group began like any other, but for Elyra Sol, it carried a weight she hadn’t anticipated. The office was bustling with activity, the rhythmic clicking of keyboards, low murmurs of conversations, and the soft hum of printers filling the air. Yet beneath the mundane operations, an undercurrent of tension seemed to ripple, subtle but persistent, like the quiet before a storm.Elyra arrived early, clutching her folders, determined to remain ahead of any challenges the day might bring. Her mind was already occupied with yesterday’s lessons—the delicate balance of Zevarion’s scrutiny and Victor’s honeyed guidance. Each moment of observation had taught her that appearances were deceiving; charm could mask danger, and calm could conceal intent.Victor Fernandez Vale appeared seemingly out of nowhere, leaning casually against the edge of a nearby desk. “Good morning, Elyra,” he said, smiling as though nothing could disrupt the ease of the office. “I trust you are feeling

Morning came slowly for Elyra.She had barely slept.The anonymous phone call from the night before kept echoing in her head.You’re noticing too much.The words felt like a shadow that followed her everywhere. Even the sunlight streaming through the tall windows of her room couldn’t shake the unease sitting in her chest.Still, she forced herself to get ready.Running away from problems had never been her way. If someone was trying to intimidate her, she would face it head-on.By the time she arrived at Valeon Group, the building was already alive with activity. Employees moved quickly through the marble lobby, coffee cups in hand, conversations overlapping in quiet urgency.Everything looked normal.But Elyra knew better now.She stepped out of the elevator onto the executive floor and immediately noticed something unusual.Security.Two additional guards stood near the hallway leading to Zevarion’s office.Her brows knit together.That hadn’t been there before.As she walked past t

The morning at the Vale estate began with an uneasy calm.Sunlight streamed through the tall glass windows of the dining hall, reflecting off the polished marble floors. Everything looked peaceful, almost too peaceful after the chaos of the previous day.Elyra sat quietly at the long dining table, stirring her tea absentmindedly.Her mind was far from calm.The collapsing shelf.The anonymous call.The strange financial trail she had uncovered.None of it felt like coincidence anymore.Someone was watching her closely.And whoever it was clearly wanted her to stop digging.She sighed softly and took a sip of tea.Across the table, Zevarion Vale sat reading something on his tablet. His posture was relaxed, but Elyra had begun to notice the subtle signs of his alertness. Even when he appeared calm, his attention was always sharp.He suddenly looked up.“You’re thinking too loudly.”Elyra blinked. “Is that even possible?”“For you, yes.”She couldn’t help smiling faintly.“You should try