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Richard Montague, a rich heir in Durmask, has just posted a new tweet on Twitter. The accompanying photo features a luxurious winery. The caption reads, "My wife loves this place a lot, so I bought it immediately." I tap on the photo, soon realizing that this is Amie Winery, the same place that I had briefly mentioned to Richard last week. Then, I recall the fact that he has told me that he's prepared a surprise anniversary gift for me in a mysterious tone. So, this winery must be the gift! With a wide smile on my face, I respond to his tweet in the comment section. But three minutes later, Kiara York, a popular celebrity from the same company that I'm in, quickly proclaims her love for Richard on the Internet. "Wow, my husband is so generous! I'm very satisfied with this gift!" All the onlookers and fans begin shipping Kiara and Richard like mad overnight. "What a sweet relationship! As expected of the rich heir in Durmask! Even the way he announces his relationship is very domineering!" The whole turn of events leaves me feeling stunned. Once I realize that Kiara is just trying to ride on the coattails of Richard's popularity, I quickly post a picture of my marriage certificate online. It comes with a caption. "If she's the legitimate wife, then who am I?" But Kiara soon posts a marriage certificate of her own. To my surprise, there's a photo attached to the certificate. Richard's face is shown in the photo. Kiara mocks me, "There's a limit to being a lunatic fangirl, you know! Rick and I are husband and wife by law! You can't just slap a Photoshopped picture here and pretend that he's your husband!" As I stare at both copies of the marriage certificates, which show the courthouse's stamp, I fall in deep contemplation. Then, I look at the place Kiara tagged on her Twitter comment. Finally, I can't resist calling Richard, who's currently overseas. "How dare you engage in bigamy behind my back!"

My name is Violet. I was the consigliere to the Leon mafia family in New York, and I wrote the rules of this city’s underworld myself. Yet, the man I had kept by my side for ten years, Drake Leon, was now trampling all over them. Ten years was more than enough time for a stray dog to grow into a wolf that can stand on its own. A decade ago, he was hacked to pieces by enemies on the streets of Brooklyn. Covered in blood, he crawled to me like a dying dog. I took him in. I put a gun in his hand. I taught him the rules of the mafia. Step by step, using my position as the Leon mafia family’s consigliere, I groomed him to become the boss of the Manhattan port district. Ten years later, he controlled the most valuable port under the Leon family for me, and for another woman, he framed her in standing grace. When that girl named Lina showed up pregnant, wearing the blue diamond necklace my mother left me, and sat in the seat that was supposed to be mine, I didn’t lose my temper. Instead, I had someone take the pathology report from the hospital, along with the child, seal them in a gift box, and deliver them to Drake’s new estate. Half an hour later, the study door was kicked open. He stormed in, drenched in night rain, carrying the scent of gunpowder. The barrel of his gun pressed straight against my forehead. “Violet.” He stared at me, his eyes bloodshot. “You touch her child, and I’ll make sure you’re buried with her.” I stayed seated by the fireplace. I didn’t move. I simply pushed a document to the center of the table. “Don’t rush into madness.” I looked up at him and continued, “As of fifteen minutes ago, I’ve frozen three warehouses under your name, two shipping routes, and seven offshore accounts.” Only then did his expression finally change. I smiled faintly, my voice soft. “Drake, you seem to have forgotten something. The reason for your accomplishments today isn’t because you know how to pull a trigger. It’s because I allowed you to live.”

Si Xavier Echiverri ay isang napaka-cold, matangkad, napakagwapong bachelor at perfectionist na CEO ng Heaven Shipping Inc.. Siya ang perpektong halimbawa ng isang CEO na parang refrigerator— ‘di basta-basta lumalambot, kahit sa harap ng mga magagandang empleyada. Para sa kanya, ang pag-ibig? Wala sa business plan! Ngunit ang tahimik niyang opisina ay biglang nagka-brownout sa presensya ng bagong empleyada, si Antonette Pinagpala. Si Antonette ay maganda, sexy, at mabait, ngunit isang certified walking disaster! Palaging may natatapong kape (karaniwan ay kay Xavier pa!), nalalaglag na folders, at minsan, siya mismo ang natutumba! Pero kahit laging epic fail, hindi siya nawawalan ng ngiti o ng lakas ng loob na bumati ng, “Good morning, Sir!” kahit na obvious na bad trip si Xavier sa mga bloopers niya. Ang akala ni Xavier, matutuyot siya sa stress ng mga epic fails ni Antonette. Pero sa bawat engot niyang hakbang, natatawa siya—sa umpisa, pilit na tawa lang; kalaunan, hindi niya na mapigilan ang tawang natural na natural. At unti-unti, nadidiskubre niyang ang “perfectionist” niyang puso ay kayang pakiligin ng isang disaster queen na gaya ni Antonette. Ngunit sa gitna ng kanilang nakakakilig na harutan, biglang lumitaw ang matagal nang nakalimutang bahagi ng buhay ni Xavier—si Isabella Maharlika, ang ex-fiancee niyang iniwan siya sa mismong araw ng kasal! At ngayon, bumalik siya upang kunin ang atensyon at pagmamahal ni Xavier, na tila nais niyang mabawi mula kay Antonette. Kaya ba niyang isantabi ang kanyang prinsipyo na "business-only" para sa masaya at nakakakilig na buhay kasama si Antonette?Pero kung magkakaalaman na ang lahat, sino nga ba ang pipiliin ni Xavier—Si Isabella o Siya?-ang perpektong pagmamahalan na minsan nang nagtapos, o ang bagong love story na puno ng epic fails pero walang kapantay na saya?