AARON“Sorry, can you repeat that again. I didn’t catch it the first time.”“You want to do what?” I looked at the woman in front of me—someone I called my sister—the way one would look at a lunatic.“I want to replace Valeria as Ria.”“You can make it work, right?”Okay. So my hearing was perfectly fine. I had heard her correctly.The way she put it—so casually, as if it were the most reasonable request—left me utterly befuddled.Is Vanessa… in her right mind?Genuinely puzzled, I blurted out the question before I could stop myself.I expected her to get angry at me, undeniably insulting as my question was, but to my surprise, she didn’t.‘I guess she also knew how crazy she sounded,’ I mused.“You only have to tell me whether you’re willing to help me or not,” she leaned forward, stubborn determination in her eyes.My answer was just as resolute, ”I won’t.”“I don’t know how you got this idea or the delusion that you can make it work, but I have no intention of going along with or p
VALERIAPa! The sharp sound reverebrated through the living room.Due to the sheer force of the slap, my head was tilted to the side involuntarily and my ears kept on ringing.Time seemed to slow for me at that moment and I instinctively reached to touch my stinging cheeks while trying to process what just happened.On feeling the burst of pain coming from the part I touched, I belatedly reacted."You hit me?" I asked, my voice tinged with incredulity as I directed my gaze at the culprit—my mother."Just because I helped Nessa in escaping this damned marriage? A marriage that shouldn't have even existed in the first place?!" In response to my outburst, I saw a flash of heartache in her eyes but before I could barely manage to convince myself that she hadn't meant to really hit me, the words spoke next instantly broke apart my self-deceit. "You shouldn't have helped your sister in escaping the marriage! Now what happens when the subordinates of that man arrives to bring her away, uhn?
"Yes! How did I not think of that? !" The woman I called mom was the first to stand up and clapped her hands in excitement. Her eyes that shone brightly as she stared at me only served to make me feel disgusted since they made me feel the same way as a dog would look at a piece of fleshy and delicious bone.The description could be considered very disrespectful, especially when the person in question was my biological mother but that was how I felt.I heard her continue saying, "Nessa and you hapoen to be identical twins and most importantly, when we made the agreement with that man, we never specified which daughter it would be!""Shut up!""Mom!"The moment my mom finished saying the.last sentnce, my dad and Aaron both shouted simultaneously at her and for some reason, their reactions made my heart sink.If I hadn't seen it wrong, they seemed afraid and amxious...But afraid of what?Those two weren't people who would lose their composure normally..Wait!What had her mom just said?
Even if I were to die in his hands someday, at least it was better than staying in this den of snakes and scorpions that I call family.After making a decision in my heart, I calmly wiped away the tears on my face before standing up to face the three of them and then I couldn't help but thinking. How was it that I did not realize how selfish, hypocritical, detestable and mercenary these people I called family were all this while?Let's start with mom. She appeared to love her children very much but in fact she loved the luxurious life that only my dad could offer more. Therefore, she would never allow anyone, not even us, her children to disrupt or hinder it. And as for the man in question, he seemed like a stern and loving father normally but was in fact an hypocritical bastard who wouldn't hesitate to sell his daughter for glory as long as it brought enough benefits.As for Aaron... Like the others, today has made me realize that the brother in my memories who always had a warm and
AaronIt should be said that the issue that was hanging over their heads like a sword had been resolved however I knew that none of us who were still in the living room felt completely relieved about it. Myself in particular had a heavy heart as I gazed in the direction which Valeria had disappeared to with mixed feelings in my heart. Unable to completely understand what was really going on, I turned to my dad to talk to him about it but before that, I noticed my mom's fidgety appearance first. I didn't even have to make use of my brain cells that much to figure out what was on her mind, especially when she seemed not to be able to take her eyes off the direction of the stairs - wasn't she just worried and panicked about Valeria's dismissive attitude towards her? To be honest, sometimes not even me myself could figure out the exact kind of person my mom was even with how smart I consider myself to be. But as far as I had observed, she was a person who seeks only what benefits her an
VALERIAUpstairsInside my bedroom, I was busy stuffing my clothes and other necessities into the suitcase when I heard the door open. I looked over casually and the shadow of my mom's shrinking figure reflected in my eyes and on seeing that it was her, I disinterestedly withdrew my gaze and continued with what I was doing. Only then did I ask in an emotionless voice, "What is it that you want?"Behind me, I didn't see how my mom's face instantly fell after I said that but she probably thought of why she was here in the first place and instantly forgot or rather set aside her dissatisfaction with my attitude."Valeria, I... I had no idea that that was what they were planning from the start If I had known I would have... would have...""You would have what?" I turned around and asked in a tone literally dripping with sarcasm. "You would have risked the anger of the man who held your financial lifeline in his hands and the man who would also have that power in the future and told me
VALERIANot long after Mrs Hale left, one of the helpers around the house came to knock in the door. She told me that the people sent by the man I would be marrying were here. I wasn't surprised to hear that my to-be groom himself didn't come since I didn't consider myself important enough to make him who had never shown his face do so now.Honestly, I would be lying if I were to say that I wasn't nervous or apprehensive about the fact that I would be marrying a man I knew virtually nothing about. Nothing except for what the public generally rumored him to be - Ruthless, Vicious, Heartless.There were more, but they all roughly meant the same thing - that my groom-to-be wasn't exactly what you would call a good person.But thankfully, I had a trump card in my hand and planned to use it to negotiate with him. Initially, the trump card was meant to be used to negotiate with my dad to exchange for my freedom when the time came for him to choose me a husband that would help the family's bu
ZANELooking at the woman apologizing sincerely in front of me, I felt close to nothing in my heart. My only concern at the moment was questioning if I had been too rash in making the decision to marry Valeria Hale. True, she might have saved my life a year ago but there are many ways to repay her apart from marriage, no?While I might have no feelings for her nor plan to do so in the future, I however have no intention of being cheated on as long as she still held the title of my wife. And judging from how she had lost her composure just by how I supposedly reminded of whoever she meant, that person definitely held a special place in her heart.For some reason, I couldn't help but think back to a line in the document that recorded the information on her investigated by my men....has been in the relationship only once.Therefore, a good guess was that the person she was referring to was most likely that ex-boyfriend of hers.I was deep in thought when a hesitant 'sir?' entered my ears
AARON“Sorry, can you repeat that again. I didn’t catch it the first time.”“You want to do what?” I looked at the woman in front of me—someone I called my sister—the way one would look at a lunatic.“I want to replace Valeria as Ria.”“You can make it work, right?”Okay. So my hearing was perfectly fine. I had heard her correctly.The way she put it—so casually, as if it were the most reasonable request—left me utterly befuddled.Is Vanessa… in her right mind?Genuinely puzzled, I blurted out the question before I could stop myself.I expected her to get angry at me, undeniably insulting as my question was, but to my surprise, she didn’t.‘I guess she also knew how crazy she sounded,’ I mused.“You only have to tell me whether you’re willing to help me or not,” she leaned forward, stubborn determination in her eyes.My answer was just as resolute, ”I won’t.”“I don’t know how you got this idea or the delusion that you can make it work, but I have no intention of going along with or p
VANESSAThe moment I stepped into class, I sensed something was off with the atmosphere and the way my classmates looked at me.Excitement. Curiosity. Gloating. Disdain.I stopped abruptly at the entrance, instinctively pulling back.The first two, I could understand and even welcomed, but the last two?What the hell was that about?My gaze swept across the room, and with each glance, my irritation deepened.Unable to stand being kept in the dark a second longer, I shot a look at Hannah and Paige—my friends, or rather, my minions—and gestured for them to follow me outside.In the empty classroom next door, I crossed my arms and narrowed my eyes at the duo standing in front of me, “Why were they looking at me like that?”Hannah and Paige exchanged a nervous glance, fueling my frustration.“Spill it,” I snapped.They flinched, but still hesitated, testing the limits of my patience.Especially with those looks—the gloating, the disdain—replaying in my mind and chipping away at my compos
DAMIANAs the warm water hit my skin and ran down my body, a subconscious sigh of comfort escaped my lips.After pulling an all-nighter for three days straight and finally closing a headache-inducing business deal in the early hours of the morning, I was beyond exhausted.All I wanted after getting out of the shower was a good sleep before my flight back home.But I had barely taken a step out when I heard a knock followed by my secretary, Vivian’s voice.“Come in," I said lazily after a brief pause, fastening my robe more securely in the process. Vivian might be married, middle-aged, and have been around me for a couple of years, but I still wasn't comfortable showing her too much of my skin.“Is there a problem?” I asked as she entered, for I had made it quite clear that I was not to be disturbed until it was time for my flight.“I apologize for intruding, but there’s a situation online that I think you ought to see.”With half-lidded eyes, I found my way to the sofa and took a seat
VALERIAIt was a girl in ponytail.Seeing everyone look in her direction, there was no embarrassment on her face. Instead, to my foreboding, the excitement in her eyes became more intense as she stared at me.The words she spoke next proved that I was right to feel that way.“The paparazzi revealed the true identity of Ria! Hurry and take a look—her identity would knock your socks off!”Upon hearing this, i wasn’t too panicked, after all, there have been so many fake reveals prior to today.‘This time is probably no different,’ I thought to myself.However, when I accidentally locked eyes with the girl and caught the fervor in her fixated gaze, I couldn’t help but take a step back silently. At the same time, the sense of foreboding in my heart grew stronger.Something… does feel different this time.‘To be on the safe side, I’d better make my escape while everyone is still distracted,’ I decided as my gaze swept around the crowd busy with their phones.Without a moment of delay, I ste
VALERIA“What's there to be unsure about? Slander or lies only exist if what's said isn't true. But tell me, Valeria—what part of it isn't?”“The part where you are married? Or the part where your husband is an old man?” Jenna shot back, her smile brimming with confidence.I remained unbothered, crossing my hand over my chest as I spoke, “You sound so confident that I'd find it a shame not to indulge your curiosity.”Jenna's grin widened in triumph.“To start with, you are right about one thing—I’m indeed married.”The crowd erupted in a flurry of gasps and murmurs .‘What the h*ll!’‘She’s really married?! Does that mean…?’‘She got married so early?’‘I guess she did marry for money after all.’‘Ugh, i can’t believe I used to admire a gold-digger like her. What a disappointment.’‘I have a hunch there might be a plot twist ahead, so I'll wait and see how things unfold.'‘Hold on... If she’s married, what about Chris? i thought they were an item?’Their comments came loud and clear,
VALERIAZane didn’t return home last night.This unsolicited tidbit was provided by Arlo while I ate breakfast this morning.Honestly speaking, the thought of asking for Zane's help when I saw Jenna’s post yesterday did cross my mind. After all, nothing could quash the rumors better than a clear picture of my so-called husband. But that thought lasted only a moment..First and foremost, our relationship was meant to be strictly business—a performance for the eyes of those who mattered. What's more, Zane had put up with years of being mischaracterized by the public as an old, dying CEO, which spoke volumes about how much he valued his privacy.With what reason or standing could I possibly ask him to make an exception for me?More importantly, after hearing him reiterate the true nature of our relationship yesterday, I can no longer bring myself to seek his help. The last thing I want is to be labeled or misunderstood as opportunistic.Fortunately, thanks to Sarah, I had other ways to d
ZANEHis eyes bloodshot and filled with remorse, Mason laboriously spat out another apology.But the sight wasn’t enough to soothe my anger—nor the overwhelming disappointment.As my trusted right-hand man, he knew better than anyone the things I detested most. Yet, he dared to suggest the one thing that topped the list.Releasing him, I rose from my seat and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. Gazing at the sprawling city below, I asked, “Do you still remember Eric?”I didn't need to look back to see the blood drain from his face. The name and the person had long become an unspoken scar for both of us. One time could never heal.“Of course, you remember. How can you not, when he was the one who took you in?” My tone softened slightly, though a trace of sadness crept into my heart.Eric was my best friend. Back then, godfather took both of us in at around the same time. We trained together, fought together and did everything side by side.He was the closest thing I had to family—so
VALERIA“I’ll take the legal route.”“Dealing with her through the law is indeed a good idea, but don’t you plan on confronting her first?” Andy asked.While tucking a rebellious strand of hair behind my ear, I replied nonchalantly, “I’m taking the legal route precisely because I don’t want to waste my time on pointless things. Besides, would confronting her change anything?”“No, it wouldn’t. it would only make things even more unpleasant than they already are.”“You do have a point,” Andy nodded in agreement as realization dawned on him. “But even if you don’t plan to, after she receives the court summons, she will definitely come find you.”“Then let her come,” Chris, who had been silent all along, interjected.His tone was plain and ordinary, nothing that should cause unease. Yet, for some reason, I found myself grabbing his sleeve with urgency, “Don’t do anything, Chris. Please.”He paused, his dark eyes flicking to mine with a flash of unclear emotion, before a familiar teasing
VALERIA“So is the Jenna you two talking about really that bandmate of yours?” Sarah once again interrupted my thoughts.“Yes, that’s her. She’s no longer a member of the band though. Or rather, our band is now disbanded; we’ll make an official announcement on our page later.”“That explains it then.”It was yet another enigmatic statement, which made me unable to help but wonder when Sarah developed a habit of speaking in circles.“That explains what? Can you explain more clearly?” I asked, my tone laced with no small amount of helplessness.In response, she scooted closer to me and then said in a conspiratorial tone, “Before I say anything, let me make this clear first—I’m definitely not trying to speak badly of her, since this is practically basic knowledge to those in the know.”“Note taken. Go ahead.”“So the thing is...,” she scooted even closer, “Jenna has always been jealous of you.”Noticing the dubious look I threw her, she didn’t panic and continued speaking, “I know you wo