Who is Rome Benjamin Azcárraga? - The Enigmatic Beast of Success Who is Rome Benjamin Azcárraga? He's not just a name; he's the embodiment of everything that makes a man truly captivating. With piercing black eyes that seem to hide a thousand secrets and jet-black hair that frames his chiseled features, he's not just handsome; he's dangerously beautiful. This enigma of a man has earned him a reputation in the business world as the "Dangerously Beautiful Beast." It's a moniker that perfectly encapsulates his demeanor - cold-hearted, aloof, and utterly captivating. But there's more to Rome than just his dashing appearance. At the age of 30, he's a thriving businessman and the CEO of Azcárraga Oceanic Shipping Line, Inc., a name synonymous with success and ambition. His journey through life is a testament to his unwavering pursuit of excellence, making him a true modern-day icon. Napainom ako ng tubig dahil pakiramdam ko may bumara sa aking lalamunan. He's 30 na pala. I am 28 and he'
Standing in front of the Serrano Company wearing a black dress and high heels. My long, dark hair falls to my shoulders and an accessorized with earrings. My waist is cinched in by the belt of my dress, which flares out at the bottom into an A-line skirt. In one hand I hold a white purse with a chain strap, while my other arm hangs loosely at my side. Tinitigan ko ang building nasa aking harapan. This was the first time I had seen this Serrano building in my entire life. I couldn't help but feel a sense of apprehension as I stood before the imposing Serrano Company building. It was a place that had been absent from my life until now, a symbol of the family business that had been largely hidden from me. My attire was carefully chosen for this occasion, a black dress and high heels that exuded an air of sophistication. Every detail, from the cinched waist to the A-line skirt, had been meticulously considered. I wanted to make a statement, to convey that I was ready to step into this
"..you? As a secret wife? It's not you, your grace."Napangiti ako marinig ang reklamo ni Aria sa phone. She's on my phone right now and I tell her everything. Tama rin ang hinala ko na ganito ang reaksiyon niya.Holding a glass of wine, I looked at the city of Makati. I was standing in front of the window with my red stiletto while wearing a beautiful red dress. The dress is made from satin fabric and features ruffles along the waistline, as well as an elegant pattern throughout. My hair is styled in soft waves that frame my face. My makeup is subtle yet glamorous, with a hint of blush on my cheeks and glossy lips.I couldn't help but chuckle at Aria's candid response. Her straightforwardness was a refreshing contrast to the intricate web of secrecy that had woven itself around my life."I know, Aria," I replied with a playful tone, taking a sip of your wine as I gazed out at the city lights. "It's not exactly what I had in mind either. But it seems we're both in for quite an adventu
I'm standing in front of a charity building, and my clothing stands out against the grey background. My long dark hair falls to my shoulders, and I'm wearing black sunglasses with round frames. I chose to wear a white blouse with short sleeves and a high neckline, which contrasts nicely with the black miniskirt she has paired it with. The skirt is made from plaid fabric and reaches just above my knees. My footwear consists of black high heels that add height to my frame while also complementing the rest of my ensemble perfectly. One hand resting on my waist while the other holds onto a small bag slung over one shoulder. ilang minuto kong tinitigan ang building hanggang magsawa ako. Huminga ako ng malalim at pinausap ang is kong bodyguard nasa aking tabi. "Are you sure that this is my grandma's foundation?" I asked him. Narinig ko siyang tumikhim. "Yes, ma'am. This is the charity foundation of Matilda Lacson—Serrano, your grandma." Tumango ako at inayos ang suot kong sunglass
I could feel the tension in the room escalate as Rome's imposing presence loomed over me. His eyes bore into mine, and his words held a dangerous edge. I knew I had to choose my words carefully. Taking a deep breath, I looked up at him, my gaze steady. "You're crazy. Just leave me alone, Azcárraga. You're wasting your time here. I am Margaret Lacson, your arranged wife. Nothing more. Nothing less." Rome's jaw tightened, and his grip on the desk seemed to tighten. "Arranged wife, huh? Lacson? Margaret? I don't f*cking believe you. Watch me, Margaret. I'll f*cking expose you. Mark my word." Mabilis akong napatayo dahilan para tumunog ang upuan ko. Tinitigan ko siya ng mariin as I lean closer to him. Nilalabanan ko ang malalamig niyang mga mata at binigyan ng sarkástikóng ngiti. "Do it, Azcárraga. You will taste my wrath. You don't know how capable I am. And I'll make sure you kneel before this is over." Rome's face was a mask of anger and frustration as our confrontation rea
I keep glancing at the clock wall while I'm doing my paperwork here at my office at the Lacson-Serrano Foundation. My mind kept drifting to the secret agreement that had developed between Rome and me. I glanced around my office, a room filled with reminders of my grandma's legacy and the responsibilities that rested on my shoulders. However, hindi ko ipagkaila na hindi ako kinakabahan. This is my first time making a deal or making rules with a man. Just between us. No other people. No pressure. Ang lakas pa ng loob ko para gawin ang mga yun na parang susundin niya talaga. Well, hindi pwedeng baliwalain lang niya ang mga yun. He should follow the rules dahil kundi pililitin ko siya. Guguluhin ko buhay niya. I don't care if he will be mad at me. Like I care! As the clock's second hand ticked away, napatingin ako sa phone at napakagat ng labi. Ito ang unang gabi na tatawag ako sa kanya or siya ang tatawag sa akin. But, I'll make the first move. He can't stop me either. This is my rule
"Stop glaring at me." "You stole my virginity!" "Mine too." "F*ck you!" "I already did, my wife." "M*nster! Talagang hindi mo ako tinigilan. Kung walang kumatok sa pinto, iwan ko na lang talaga. Damn! Nakakahiya." "Lower your voice, Katharina." "The h*ll you care!" "Namamaos boses mo. Just rest, I'll buy another pair of underwear and your clothes. What do you want? Dior? Chanel? LV? Gucci?" Kumalma ako at sinubukan tumayo pero hindi ko talaga kaya. Nanginginig mga tuhod ko at sobrang hapdi ng nasa gitnang bahagi ko. Anong ginawa niya sakin? Sobrang sakit ng katawan ko. We did that thing full of pleasure not this kind of pain. Damn! "Wife." "I want Miu Miu." mabilis kong sagot at sumandal sa sofa. Lumingon ako sa kanya kung saan ay itinaas ang zipper ng kanyang slack. He fixed his Rolex and then his necktie. He even combed his messy hair while his sparkled eyes locked on me. Binigyan ko siya ng pagod na mukha because, seriously, ako ang napagod sa ginawa namin kahit I only
@STARBUZZnewsOh, dear followers, brace yourselves for this shocking twist! Rome Benjamin Azcárraga, the enigmatic bachelor, the heartless billionaire in the town, has indeed tied the knot with none other than the mysterious Serrano's girl! 😱💍✨The news of their marriage has sent ripples through the social scene, and we're positively green with envy! Is it a match made in heaven, or a strategic alliance for power and influence? We can't help but speculate. But one thing's for sure, this union is bound to shake up the status quo and keep us all on the edge of our seats. Stay tuned as we delve deeper into this whirlwind romance! #StarBuzzExclusive #RomeAndSerranoTiedTheKnot 👰🤵💫Yan agad bumungad sa akin pagbukas ko ng social media. I was late to the news dahil madaling araw ito pinost kaya ang daming naglilink dito. There are already rumors, vlog posts, influencer reactions, and more about the news.I was in my office doing my paperworks but Aria sent a link with this news through
Paulit-ulit kong binasa ang papeles na nasa harap ko. Ang marriage certificate na nagpapakita ng katotohanan na kasal nga ako kay Rome Benjamin Azcárraga. Walang kurap-kurap ang mga mata ko habang nilalapit ito sa mukha ko, na parang sa bawat pagtingin ay may magbabago. "Is this true, Aria?" tanong ko habang walang emosyon na isinubo ang isang kutsara ng macaroni. Hindi ko siya nilingon, pero ramdam ko ang bigat ng buntong-hininga niya bago niya ako sinagot. "For the 50th time, your grace," madiin niyang sabi, halatang inip na, "your marriage certificate is true. You are legally married to Rome Benjamin Azcárraga. And if you want proof, you can check your CENOMAR ten times a day, just as you always do. Maybe even twenty if it helps you sleep better." Lumingon ako sa kanya, binigyan siya ng masamang tingin bago inikutan ng mga mata. "Don’t be so snappy, Aria. Pregnancy hormones, remember?" sabi ko, sabay muling isinubo ang macaroni. Tinitigan ko ulit ang CENOMAR, na para bang
Napalunok ako habang sinasabi ni Antonio ang mga salitang iyon. Sa kabila ng galit at determinasyon kong labanan siya, hindi ko maalis ang kirot na unti-unting bumabalot sa puso ko. Paano kung tama siya? Paano kung magbago ang lahat kapag nalaman ni Rome ang totoo? Ipinikit ko ang aking mga mata, pilit na tinatanggal ang mga pagdududang sinisimulan niyang itanim sa akin. Mahal ako ni Rome, alam ko iyon. Pero sapat na ba ang pagmamahal na iyon para harapin ang katotohanan na matagal ko nang itinago? "You're lying," mahina kong sabi, ngunit nanginginig ang boses ko. "Rome is not like you. He loves me, and he loves our child. Kahit ano pang sabihin mo, Antonio, hindi mo kami kayang sirain." Lumapit si Antonio, mabagal ngunit puno ng awtoridad, hanggang maramdaman ko ang malamig niyang hininga sa gilid ng aking tainga. "Oh, Esmeralda," bulong niya. "Do you really believe that? Love has limits, hija. And when those limits are tested by betrayal, it crumbles. Tandaan mo 'yan." Bigla
"Hindi ako papayag, Antonio. I will not do that. I'm not your puppet anymore! Bakit hindi ang anak mong si Agnes ang gumawa niyan?" Tumingin ako kay Ate Agnes. "Hindi ba, ate Agnes?" Diniin ko ang pangalan niya. Nakita ko kung paano namutla at napatras siya habang nagtaka naman ang buong pamilya. Nakita ko kung paano nilingon ng papá si ate na naiiling na lumingon sa kanya. "I..I don't know what she means, dad. Kung anuman ang sasabihin ng gag*ng niyan, don't believe her! She's making me her target." Nagulat ang lahat sa naging reaksyon ni Agnes. Hindi ko napigilan ang mapangisi, kahit pa nanginginig pa rin ako sa galit at takot. “Target? Ate Agnes, bakit ka naman kakabahan kung wala kang itinatago?” Seryoso kong tanong, tinitingnan siya diretso sa mga mata. "Stop it, Margaret!" Singhal ni Agnes, ngunit halata sa boses niya ang kaba. "You don’t know what you’re talking about!" “Really? Wala akong alam?” Hinawakan ko ang mga tali sa kamay ko, pilit na nilalabanan ang pangh
Lumayo ito at humalakhak na parang demonyo. Sumabay ang mga anak niya't asawa tila natutuwa sa nangyari. Natutuwa silang makita akong wasak at durog. Para bang nanonood sila ng isang palabas na sila mismo ang nagsulat at dinidirek, at ako ang bida sa kanilang trahedya. Napakapit ako nang mahigpit sa mga tali sa kamay ko, pilit pinipigilan ang pangangatog ng aking katawan. Ayokong ipakita sa kanila na nadadala ako sa kanilang mga laro. Napatingin sa akin si Lilian at binigyan niya ako ng matamis na ngiti. "Don't cry, Ate Margaret? You're strong, right? Why so mad? Why are you crying? Don't tell me, you love him? Aw! So sad. Kawawa ka naman." Hindi ko siya pinansin. Ngunit biglang bumaba ang tingin nito sa aking tiyan. Bumalot muli ang takot sa buo kong katawan sa posibilidad na mangyari. Ngumisi si Lilian, puno ng panunukso at kasamaan. "Oh, what's this?" aniya, tinutukoy ang tiyan ko. "Don't tell me... you're carrying his child?" Napatitig ako sa kanya, pilit iniipit ang takot
Lumapit siya nang bahagya at tumigil sa harapan ko, yumuko para tumitig nang diretso sa mga mata ko. "Guess what, hija?" bulong niya, ang boses niya’y malambing ngunit puno ng pananakot. "You’re not married to Azcárraga, Margaret." Parang may bumagsak na bomba sa paligid ko. Ang utak ko’y nagsimulang maglikot, pilit inaalala ang lahat ng nangyari. Hindi maaari. Ang kasal namin ni Rome... ang lahat ng iyon... "You’re lying," madiin kong sabi, pilit pinapakalma ang sarili. "Lahat ng sinasabi mo ay kasinungalingan!" Ngunit tumawa lang siya, malamig at malutong. "Lying? Ako? Hija, ang totoo lang ang sinasabi ko." Tumuwid siya ng tayo at naglakad muli paikot sa akin. "I fake your marriage, Margaret, and never submit your marriage certificate. Wag kang magalit. Tinulungan na nga kita eh. Hindi ba't ayaw mong maikasal din sa kanya? And I think, ganun din siya." Nakangiti ito. "Naalala ko tuloy kung paano sumama ang mukha niya. Kung gaano siya kagalit malaman niyang ikakasal siya sa
Nagising ako sa dilim, malamig ang paligid at naramdaman ko ang bigat sa buong katawan ko. Unti-unti akong nagkamalay, pilit inaaninag ang paligid kahit na parang umiikot pa rin ang paningin ko. Amoy kong may kahalong amag at metal sa hangin—isang lugar na malayo sa anumang pamilyar sa akin. Naramdaman ko ang mahigpit na gapos sa aking mga kamay at paa. Nakaupo ako sa isang malamig na upuan, at ang mga tali sa akin ay tila hindi matitinag kahit anong pilit kong igalaw. Ang tiyan ko ang unang pumasok sa isip ko, at napakabilis kong ibinaba ang tingin sa sarili ko. Salamat sa Diyos, ligtas ang baby ko. Pero hindi ko maikakaila ang kaba sa dibdib ko. "Hello? May tao ba rito?" tanong ko, kahit alam kong malabo akong sagutin ng kahit sino. Tahimik. Sobrang tahimik, maliban sa tunog ng mga patak ng tubig sa di kalayuan. Napahinga ako nang malalim, pilit iniipon ang lakas ng loob. Kailangan kong tumakas. Hindi pwedeng magtagal ako rito. Pagkatapos ng ilang minuto, narinig ko ang mahi
"Yeah, thank you for watching my kids," sabi ni Euphie, ang ngiti nito puno ng pasasalamat habang hinaplos ko naman ang pisngi ni Atlas na nakayakap ngayon sa kanyang hita. Napakagiliw ng bata, at kitang-kita sa mga mata niya ang kasiyahan. Tumingin ako sa likuran niya at napansin ang dalawa pang bata—si Apollo at Ares—na nakayakap din sa hita ng kanilang ama, parang ayaw nilang pakawalan ito. Ang kanilang maliliit na kamay ay mahigpit na nakapulupot, na para bang doon lang sila ligtas. Samantala, ang panganay na si Z ay tahimik lang na nakahawak sa kamay ni Euphie. Walang sinabi ngunit makikita sa kanyang tingin ang pagiging mapagmasid at protektibo, kahit sa murang edad. Halata na siyang tumatayong kuya sa kanyang mga kapatid. Napangiti ako at tumingin kay Euphie. "Hindi biro ang magbantay sa apat na bata na iba-iba ang gusto. Pero salamat talaga." Ngumiti si Euphie, halatang sanay na sa likot ng mga bata. "They’re angels, really," sagot niya, habang hinihimas ang ulo ni Atla
Ang conference room ay puno ng reporters—may mga flashing cameras at mikroponong nakatutok kay Antonio Serrano, ang patriarch ng Serrano family. Nakaupo siya sa likod ng podium, suot ang isang matalim na ngiti na tila nagpapakita ng kumpiyansa at kapangyarihan. Ang press conference na ito ay tinawag upang sagutin ang mga usap-usapan tungkol sa biglaang arranged marriage ng anak niyang si Margaret kay Rome Benjamin Azcárraga, ang pangalawang apo ng kilalang Azcárraga family. "Gentlemen, ladies of the press," panimula ni Antonio habang dramatikong nilinisan ang lalamunan, "narito ako upang linawin ang mga espekulasyon tungkol sa kasal ng aking anak na si Margaret kay Mr. Rome Benjamin Azcárraga. Ang Serrano at Azcárraga families ay matagal nang may espesyal na koneksyon. Ang kasal na ito ay simpleng patunay ng matibay na ugnayan na iyon." Nagkaroon ng mahinang bulungan sa silid, pero may isang matapang na journalist ang nagtaas ng kamay. "Mr. Serrano, may mga balita na ang kasal a
My morning started like any other—quiet and structured, just the way I liked it. Rome had already finished preparing breakfast by the time I stepped out of the bedroom, the rich aroma of brewed coffee and freshly cooked food filling our penthouse. The triplets were scattered across the living room, each lost in their own little worlds, while Ares sat solemnly in a corner, carefully arranging his toys with the precision that only he seemed to have inherited from his father. I had just finished fastening my Cartier watch when a soft knock interrupted my peaceful routine. Rome glanced at me, his brow slightly furrowed in curiosity. "Expecting someone?" he asked, voice low yet commanding. I shook my head. "Not really." Making my way to the door, I opened it to find Urania, my ever-dramatic and vivacious cousin, standing in her usual radiant self. She looked like she had stepped out of a fashion magazine with her backless floral dress and glowing complexion. I wasn't surprised, thoug