ZANE"Godfather had a son?" I turned to ask to ask Mason Turner, my special assistant after watching Valeria step into the jet."Yes, Boss." He replied in affirmation, no longer using the 'sir' address he had used when Valeria was present.Actually, I also had no idea why I specially had instructed him not to address me as 'Boss' in her presence. But what I did know was that I definitely didn't want her getting the wrong idea about me.But that was even more ridiculous, wasn't it? After all, since when did I start caring about what other people thought of me.Not really wanting to dig deeply into my intention for doing so, I threw Mason another question."He went to the organization?"Mason replied yes again.After a minute silence, I let out a sneer."Seems like there are still some restless and insatiable rats scurrying around our midst.""Boss, you mean?" Mason asked with a thoughtful expression on his face."Is the location of the organization that easy to find and let's say it r
CHRIS As I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of my penthouse apartment, holding a glass of wine in my hand and staring absentmindedly outside, I suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind me but didn't bother turning around since I knew who it was.I waited until the footsteps had come to a stop a few steps away from me before asking in a faint voice, "What happened?""Sir. Miss Valeria just left Meteor City." My assistant, John reported respectfully. "With that man?" Despite already knowing the answer to the question I asked, I still asked stubbornly. It was probably because I hoped for a different answer. But..."Yes, she left together with him on his private jet."...sometimes, things just don't go the way you want."I understand. You can go." Without taking my gaze off outside, I waved my hand dismissively, signalling to John that he was no longer needed here.As I listened to the gradually receding footsteps, I gently set down the wine glass in my hands on the si
VALERIA 8AM, The Harrison Mansion Half a month had gone by in a flash since I arrived here in the Capital City as Zane Michaels, no, Zane Harrison's wife. Even up till this particular moment, I still haven't completely digested the fact that the man I thought to be Mr. Devil's assistant, the man whom I find myself fiercely attracted to, the man I had... kissed was actually Mr. Devil himself.Who would have thought?Towards this shocking news, I actually didn't know how to feel exactly.Should I be happy, after all, I no longer have to worry about morality or whatsoever since the person I was attracted was in the end, my legal husband.Or should I be feeling stupid at how I had been deceived thoroughly by him?But then when I thought about it carefully, the signs were all there. I was just too distracted to notice.Was it his manner of speaking that literally ooze of authority despite him trying to make himself seem like a gentleman?Once, I had even thought about it jokingly about
VALERIASeeing him acting that nonchalant, as if he wasn't the one who had literally caged me in here, I really felt an urge to wipe that annoying smile off his face.And I did exactly that.By jumping off my bed and running over to give him a slap on the face, or at least tried to...With his eyes squinted dangerously, he held up my outstretched hands, "Grumpy much?""What do you think?!" Not to be outdone, I asked back with equally squinted eyes.He didn't reply immediately. Instead, he took the opportunity to yank me closer to him.Then, he released my hand to wrap his arms around my waist."What the hell are you doing?!" Being tightly held against him to the point where I could clearly feel the outline of his body, made me panic for some reason, so I subconsciously raised my voice to question him."I thought I already made it obvious enough that I was taking 'liberties' with my legal wife."I heard him say in reply, with a deliberate emphasis on the word 'legal'.He was reminding
ZANEWatching her attempt to change the subject so clumsily, I was unable to stop myself from chuckling in amusement again.Somehow, Valeria Hale was quickly becoming someone I am not able to resist.I however didn't plan to call her out. My woman was shy, what else can I do but accommodate her?Readjusting my sitting position to be more comfortable, I took a stand of her hair, twirled it around my fingers and then slowly began to answer her question."I told them not to let you go out for your own sake.""For my sake? Explain what you mean by that because it seems that my own understanding of what is 'for my sake' seems to differ from yours."Of course, I could hear the dubiety and subtle sarcasm in her voice but I paid no mind to it and continued speaking."You might be unaware of this, but the position of my wife happen to be a very coveted position.""Meaning what? That I should be thankful that you took fancy to me?""Stop being so impatient, will you? At least, let me finish what
ZANEAfter a passionate and long smooching session, I finally separated from Valeria.While helping both her and myself smoothen out our wrinkled clothes, my eyes disobediently wandered over to her ruddy lips and flushed cheeks.It made me unable but help think to myself if it was still possible to go for another round?Of course, in the end, I had no chance to act on that thought since I heard Valeria complained softly how her lips was feeling numb and tingly.'Let's forget it today. We'll continue another day.'"I am sorry for not controlling myself but who made your lips so... sweet. They make me reluctant to part from them."My words no doubt made Valeria blush furiously while I watched in fascination."You are so... vulgar! I must have been blind to think you were a gentleman in the first place", she stammered out as she sat upright on the bed while looking at me defensively.A deep chuckle escaped my throat and I asked with subtle incredulity, "You thought I was a gentleman? Me,
VALERIAThe following day, I woke up to the sound of constant knocking on my door.After dawdling for a while, I groggily got out from bed and walked over to open the door. Seeing it was one of the housekeeping staff outside, I asked as I leaned my head on the door, "What is it?""Good morning, ma'am. Sir asked me to call you down from breakfast."The moment I heard her say that, all hints of sluggishness immediately disappeared from my face and I stood upright to ask in surprise, with a tinge of joy that not even I had noticed mixed in my voice."He is back?""Yes, ma'am", The female staff replied politely with a faint smile on her face."Oh... then, tell him to give me a few minutes.""Okay, ma'am. I'll relay your message to Sir", She bowed slightly and subsequently turned around to go.Suddenly, I remembered that I still didn't know her name and stopped her."Wait. I still don't know your name?"She was obviously stunned for a moment there as she stood still for a while. Then, she
VALERIA Ater we were done with breakfast and the staff came over over to remove the dishes from the table, I looked at Zane who obviously still had no intentions of standing up and asked in puzzlement, "Aren't you going to work?" However, instead of answering my question, he gave a mystifying instruction. "Why don't you go and get dressed?" Not quite understanding what he meant, I asked with deepening confusion, "Get dressed? For what?" But then, after asking, I thought of something and looked at him in surprise, "You wouldn't mean I should get dressed for the banquet, right? But I thought you said it was in the evening? Or did I remember it wrong?" "No, you didn't. I just want to take you out to play", Zane said in reply. "Take me out to play? What does that mean?" What answered me was a chuckle full with amusement, "What do you think it means? The literal meaning of course." "I know how stuffy it must have been to be forced to stay here all alone, without a single familiar p
VALERIAA YEAR LATERI reclined on a lounge chair by the swimming pool, my body and mind completely at ease.I was on vacation with Zane in another country—an escape he had tricked me into.After graduation, I had taken over Treasure Media, and the relentless workload barely left me time to breathe. Yet, as much as I hated to admit it, he had been right. I needed this.Time really flew by.I gazed up at the clear blue sky, the events of last year playing through my mind. My lips curled slightly as I recalled Vanessa’s spectacular downfall.She had gone live, sobbing and claiming I had stolen her music to gain fame. She even accused me of staying mysterious out of fear—fear that she would expose me. And the netizens, ever eager for drama, took her side.After all, between a music major at one of the country’s top conservatories and a business administration major, the former seemed like the more credible artist.So, I let the rumors spread. Let her think she had won. Let the scandal f
“Long time no see, dear twin sister.”A woman appeared on the screen.She looked almost identical to my mother, but younger.With a calm, almost amused expression, she adjusted the camera.I glanced at my mother. Her lips trembled, her face ashen as she stared at her twin in horror.I frowned.What the hell had they done to her?My curiosity returned full force, clawing at me. I needed answers.So, I ignored mom's almost desperate pleas for me to stop watching and continued.Then I learned the ugly truth.Charlotte and Catherine Sinclair were twin sisters, born into a family that used their daughters as bargaining chips to secure ties with wealthy and powerful families.But unlike most twins, they weren't close.Charlotte—Ria's mother—was withdrawn and stubborn. On the other hand, Catherine—my mother—was sociable and a sweet talker. Naturally, the parents and relatives favored the latter.While Catherine was pampered and adored, Charlotte was treated as nothing more than a tool—mistr
DAMIANMONTGOMERY HOLDINGS — CEO’S OFFICE.Reading the report Vivian brought me, I fell into stunned silence.“Ria’s mom is my mom’s twin sister?”I looked up at her, nearly laughing at the absurdity.“My mom has a twin sister? How come I, her own son, have no idea?”I asked as I threw the report another glance.“Only madam knows the answer to that question. But I’m sure she has her reasons,” Vivian answered respectfully.“Of course I know she has her reasons!” I snapped, agitation rising within me. “But it makes no sense that I never heard even a whisper about it until now. They’re identical twins, for goodness sake!”I ran a hand through my hair, my thoughts in a mess, “Because she never spoke of her family, I and my siblings naturally assumed she was an orphan. And now, out of nowhere, I find out that not only does she has a twin—my aunt—but also a cousin who looks almost exactly like her and Eve?”I took a deep breath, trying to steady my emotions.“Tell me, Vivian, if we hadn’t f
CHRIS"No."I refused the moment Val told me about the so-called solution Zane had proposed.We were in my office at Treasure Media, seated across from each other—them on the small sofa, me in an armchairTurning to Zane beside her, I gave him a cold stare. "Have you considered the consequences of going public? You know better than anyone how much it would affect her, don’t you?"I didn’t spell it out, but I knew he understood exactly what I meant.Sure, revealing that he—Zane, the young and powerful CEO of Blaze Corporation—was Val’s husband could work PR wonders.But!That was only if he wasn’t also the leader of AMETHYST, a fearsome force active in the underworld.Exposing Val’s connection to him would only make her a target.“I already told her about it,” Zane said, glancing at Val before looking back at me.I frowned, not understanding what he meant.“Told her about what?”“About AMETHYST.”Shocked, my gaze snapped to Val, seeking confirmation.She nodded slightly, “Yes. He told
VALERIA After our moment in the study, Zane insisted I take a nap, claiming I’d had a rough day and needed to recharge. In return, I made him lie down with me. The dark circles under his eyes hadn't escaped my notice—he looked utterly exhausted. Clearly, he had been so busy that he'd forgotten to rest. That would explain why he hadn't made it home yesterday. .... By the time I woke up, the sun had dipped lower in the sky, filling the room with a warm glow. As my eyes fluttered open, Zane’s face was the first thing I saw, just inches away from mine—his sharp features were peaceful and his breathing steady as he slept. For a moment, I just stared. Then, it all came rushing back. He had confessed to me. He said he loved me. A sweet smile crept onto my lips as I propped myself up on one arm, gazing down at him. Without thinking, my fingers reached out, tracing his features—the curve of his brow, the straight slope of his nose, his thin lips. I had just barely brushed his lips
ZANEWhen I closed my first deal.When I put a bullet into someone’s heart for the first time.I hadn’t felt nervous. But as I squatted in front of Valeria, about to say the words I’d held back for so long, my voice trembled with nerves.I could only hope that she didn't notice.Looking up at her, I took a deep, steadying breath and said solemnly, “I love you.”Not like—love.Because ‘like’ felt like a weak, flimsy word compared to what I felt for her.My vision blurred slightly as my thoughts driftedActually, even I pinpoint when it started, but somewhere along the way, she had become irreplaceable. Maybe it was at Atlas Resort.Maybe it was in the Hale’s living room.Or maybe it started with a glance, a touch, or that kiss we shared.It didn’t matter anymore. All I knew was that I wanted her by my side—forever.I refocused, anticipation bubbling in my heart as I studied her expression.How would she answer? I wondered, only for my heart to plummet in the next moment.She looked…
VALERIAThe drive back to Harrison's mansion was silent. Upon arriving, I headed straight for the study, with Zane following close behind.Once seated, I wasted no time. “Is what you said true? About Chris’…”I swallowed hard, suppressing the nausea threatening to rise. I didn’t finish my sentence—I couldn’t—but I knew he would understand what I meant.Zane’s gaze remained steady. “I said it back there, Valeria, and I’ll say it again—I never lie.”I wasn’t doubting him. In fact, I believed him, if not I wouldn't have reacted that way. But I still felt the need to hear it again.Now that I had, there was nothing left but a deep, visceral revulsion toward that family. As a matter of fact, I wanted nothing more to do with them.Before, even after demanding the severance letter, I still held onto some attachment. After all, they were my direct blood relatives—people I had spent most of my life with. Cutting them off completely wasn’t easy as it sounded. But now? Just the thought that th
ANDYToday was truly an ‘exciting’ day. So exciting that I never want to experience it again.First, I was caught in a real-life car chase. Then, I witnessed the live-action version of a shura field, something my Japanese PUBG friends often mentioned in our chats.And now...As if that wasn’t enough, Valeria’s contract husband had just dropped a revelation that sounded nothing short of a bombshell.What?The Hales' first-choice marriage candidate for Val was James Leone? Chris’ father?They had planned to make the son’s best friend his stepmother?It was so ridiculous that my first instinct was to deny it outright.I glanced at Val, whose face was frozen in disbelief, then at Chris, who had lunged forward, grabbing Zane by the collar. Clearly, I wasn’t the only one who thought this was insane.“To absolve yourself, you would even lie about something like this? Have you no shame?” Chris gritted out, fury burning in his eyes.My gaze shifted to Zane's face. His expression remained unre
VALERIAWhy is Zane here?I wondered, feeling as though I were sitting on pins and needles between him and Chris on the sofa.Thinking back to a few minutes earlier—when he pulled me toward him and asked if I was okay in that unbearably soft, affectionate voice—my heart started racing all over again.It had taken considerable willpower to pull away from him in that moment. If I had stayed even a second longer, I was afraid I might have melted into his embrace.Clearly, I was still not immune to his voice.Arriving at this conclusion, my heart twisted in a mix of bitterness and frustration.I had warned myself not to have any illusions and to stick to being his contracted wife. But who knew that all it would take was one smile from him for my defenses to nearly crumble?I am truly hopeless.Lowering my gaze in self-disappointment, I failed to notice the pleading look Andy sent my way.It wasn’t until he cleared his throat that I finally looked up.The atmosphere is freezing. Do somethi