After making several mistakes, the director in charge of Indigo's shoot sighed."What’s the problem, Indigo? Are you not feeling well, dear?" he asked gently.Indigo immediately apologized. "I'm sorry. I'm okay, just not feeling too well.""You know we can't delay this shoot. That would be a huge loss for us, ma'am. If you can't do it, please let me know," he said.Indigo knew he was trying to hold back from yelling at her because of her status in the industry. She had never been like this before, making several mistakes."I'll give it another try, Director. I'm sorry," Indigo said, and the director nodded.After her shoot, her assistant rushed to her with a bottle of water. She had almost been replaced because of her mood."Do I have another schedule for today?" she asked after drinking enough water."No, ma'am. The weekend is clear too," her assistant replied."Alright," Indigo said, noticing the stares of others. They quickly averted their gaze when it met hers. She knew what they
Cassius had thought about how he would punish her when he arrived. She was stubborn, disobedient, and his crazy little rebel.So many thoughts dove into his head the moment he saw her draped in just a towel. Fucking perfect.His eyes scrutinized her from head to toe. Her wet hair glued to her face made her look incredibly hot, her skin begging for his attention, and he couldn’t stop himself from kissing those wet lips that had him addicted. The thought of her driving him crazy made him kiss her harder, demanding her response.When she didn’t respond, he went to the next level, pulling up the towel only to find that she had been resisting. She told him to stop, which only added to his anger.He wanted to pin her to the bed and drive some sense into her, but that would be moving too fast.Instead, he held her neck with his other hand and whispered dirty words in her ear. She finally spilled out what she yearned for: "Please, fuck me with your fingers."He drove one of his fingers into h
While they discussed Zero, Tatiana couldn't help but feel helpless. She had thought Cassius would offer her help last night, but he never said anything."I'll go myself," Tatiana said, and the others looked up at her."I'll go with you. I’ve got some stripper moves," Stacy smirked."I'll keep watch," Jolene said, and they all looked at Parker, who sighed."I hope we're not going to die, babes. I’ve got a date with my boyfriend tomorrow, and I don’t want to come back with bruises," he said."It's not a must, Parker, you can—""I'm going too. I never said I wouldn't go!" Parker exclaimed hastily. "Besides, it'll be fun," he shrugged."Let's go get that bastard," Tatiana said, and they all nodded.Paisley’s eyes were closed as the makeup artist worked on her face. She was clad in a sexy gown for the movie project she was working on.Getting up, she went to meet the others."You look stunning, ma'am," the director greeted as Paisley flung her hair to one side."Let’s get started," she sai
Paisley's downfall went viral and became the top-searched news online. Netizens threw insults, demanding an explanation.This incident only brought more attention to Tatiana. However, the media still remained curious about the child. Just then, a picture surfaced—a picture of Tatiana and Dylan at the park."Aww, you both look so cute," Jolene commented. "I miss little lion so much. But, who sneaked up on you like this? Definitely someone with a death wish."Tatiana had always wanted to keep a low profile. It had been that way even back in the day.Even when scandals surrounded her, she remained calm and used that opportunity to build her fame. She had learned the craft of making her enemies stepping stones—until she fell in love with Nathan. She fell deeply.They were friends at first, with Nathan trying to make her fall in love until he succeeded. His dreams and hers were similar—to build a great empire in the entertainment industry, and to focus on this, she had to quit acting.Tati
Zero, a mafia underground dealer in the world of entertainment industry. His work was simple. Pay and he'll deliver what you want. He was a mafia, a drug dealer, ruthless in his ways.Staring at the strippers on stage, his eyes fixed on one particular woman. A definition of sexy. Her curve made his skin tingled with interest.However, the look on his face was unreadable as if he had something rilling in his mind."The pink haired woman," he answered his assistant, who bowed in reply."How would you like me to please you, my Lord?" The pink haired woman whispered, trailing her hand down his member. She felt it hard and ready, begging to be touched.Zero trailed his hand to her hair, his lips parted as he felt her finger rub against his bulge. "Anyhow you want it, my lady,""Shall we play a game then?" She whispered and buried her face on the crook of her neck. "I'll do the touching."Zero rolled his tongue in, and a dark smirk crept his lips."How about I do the touching?" He asked in
Jolene, who heard the shocking confession, froze, her eyes widening like the moon.“B…big B…oss?” she stuttered, her face paling.“Jolene?” Cassius’s voice sounded from her speaker. She had forgotten she had already called him. “Is everything alright?” he inquired.She couldn’t reply and just ended the call, her hand trembling. She shook her head.“That can’t be right,” her lips trembled.__Meanwhile, the room turned dead silent after a word. One could hear a pin drop.Mr. King?!Cassius King?!The father of her son?!Tatiana felt the world around her slow down as Zero’s words sank in. Her mind went haywire, her face paled, and her heart pounded hard.Not Cassius of all people! He’s lying! Zero is lying!“Your look shows you do not believe me—” Zero scoffed. “What did I expect, anyway? Of course, no one will believe the King that dominates is a devil in disguise…”“You’re lying,” Tatiana retorted, her voice barely audible. She was already tearing up. This was just too much for her to
"You've been running your mouth too much, Zade," Cassius called him by his real name.Zero laughed, even with the pain coursing through his mouth. He glanced over at Cassius."It's been a long time since I've seen your Devil. What a breath of fresh air.""You killed Isabella Wallington. Why?"Zero laughed harder, a sound that made Cassius's jaw clench with anger. He moved swiftly to grab Zero's collar."Spill it out, Zade. You’re not going to like my next move," he growled."C'mon, Cassius, I know you well. Stop pretending to be so innocent, like you've never had blood on your hands before..."In the next moment, a knife was at Zero's neck, drawing out a small trickle of blood."I don't mind adding another," Cassius glared."You know damn well you can't kill me. I won't spill, even if I die. That's just how I roll.""It must be someone pretty powerful, huh? Or are you just trying to piss me off?""Both," Zero chuckled, and Cassius let go of him."Well, that would be pretty fun. Your d
Cassius was on his way back to his mansion when Tatiana's call came in. She hadn’t called him since the day he left, and he hadn’t called either.The fact that she had thought, even for a moment, that he was behind her sister's death made his blood boil. He understood her part, but he couldn’t help the anger he felt.When he answered the call, he was greeted by Tatiana's whimper and a familiar voice: Zero.Without hesitation, Cassius tracked Tatiana's phone and saw she was close by. He sped up, parked his car in a discreet spot, and made his way to them."Your punishment just doubled, woman. Do you think he'll be that quick to save you?" Zero taunted, but a cold, deep voice interrupted him, making his heart skip a beat."I'm already here, asshole," Cassius growled, his eyes cold as he saw the blood on Tatiana's head.Zero immediately drew a knife from his pocket and swung it behind him, but it was a fatal mistake. Cassius twisted and broke Zero's arm, his eyes darkening further as he
[Four years later]Issabella spun around to look at the women in the room. "How do I look?" Nervousness was evident in her voice. She was wearing a professional outfit, her hair tied into a bun, with light makeup accentuating her beauty."Fantastic!" Tatiana responded. "You're really made for this.""President Issabella, right on track!" Jolene exclaimed, a ring glittering on her finger. She had married Jaxon last year. In her arms was little Elsa, dressed in a blue fluffy dress."Gosh, I feel nervous," Issabella exhaled, fanning herself several times."You're fine," Tatiana approached and adjusted her shirt.Jolene added, "Just be yourself.""Are you okay with this? I mean, you've been handling it for a year now..." Issabella asked Tatiana."With you by my side. You're way more capable than you think. Besides, handling it with my career is stressful," Tatiana said."Especially when Tatie won the Best Actress Award three times in a row," Jolene added."Drama queen," Tatiana mumbled."
Cassius's face paled, mirroring the expressions of the others. Jaxon choked on his drink before bursting into laughter. The others joined in, and the room erupted with laughter.After they finished eating, they all headed to the park. Cassius decided to buy the entire place for his son and wife.Jaxon stood at a distance, watching Tatiana, Cassius, and Dylan riding the carousel. Aurora stood beside him, also watching."A wonderful sight, isn't it?" she sighed. "For a fleeting moment, I thought I'd never see this. Silly me."Jaxon put his arm around her shoulder. "You'll get to see this every day." He then recalled what Cassius had said about Silence and Aurora not wanting to meet each other.He knew it was for the best, but his heart ached knowing Aurora never experienced true love... or maybe she did.She cared for her family more than anything. The smile on her face and the happiness glittering in her eyes were priceless."Aren't you going to ride with them?" Jaxon asked Jolene, who
Meanwhile, Rafael glanced at the man seated beside him with his eyes closed. He was now so used to his cold aura. "You're not going to see her? I mean, Mr. King's mother?" he asked. "I'm not going to meet her." "Why not?" Rafael asked, curious. "Can you keep your mouth shut? I'm trying to meditate here." "Says the man who used me. I'm still mad at you, you know... But weirdly, I'm glad you found me," Rafael mumbled. "So what are you going to do with me?" "Your choice. Either you stay and get the hell out of my way, or you come with me and become like me," Silence said curtly, standing to leave. He had gone far when Rafael ran to walk beside him. "You called me your apprentice. I'm going to stay that way. My place is with you," Rafael responded, and the man shot him a glare. "You wanna die? 'Cause I'm damn sure you won't last a week." Rafael laughed confidently. "Try me." Silence's lips curled up. "Fine then," he muttered, continuing to walk with Rafael beside him. "What are
Cassius gazed down at Silence, his father, his emotions in turmoil as he recalled how he had stormed into Silence's room, eyes blazing."You're helping me," he said, and Silence turned to give him a questioning look. "Helping? And what makes you think that?""Rafael told me everything. How you made him turn against his family, causing their death. You hate the Wallingtons," Cassius said, and Silence simply returned his gaze to the sky he was looking at."If you want me to hate, then just say so instead of acting like a fucking asshole."Silence shut his eyes and sighed. "You're one stubborn son of a bitch. I'll be done and gone soon. So if you're going to throw a tantrum, do it later.""Why didn't you ever show up?" Cassius persisted. He wanted to get the answer out of this man at all costs. At least he knew something-Silence wasn't an enemy."I clearly recall telling you not to bother knowing who I am.""Well, sorry, Dad... I'm going to trouble you until you spill the shit," Cassius
Horror flashed across their faces as they exchanged glances."Is this a joke?" The middle-aged man on the right slammed his hand on the desk."Do I look like a comedian?" Tatiana asked in a calm tone, her aura composed. She looked up at the guard standing behind her."Do I?" she asked him."No, ma'am," he responded."I didn't think so, so no, it's not a joke... Oh," she gasped slightly. "Maybe because I didn't explain it well." Her face suddenly turned cold, and the shareholders wondered if she was the same calm woman they had seen seconds ago.She leaned down, resting her elbows on the desk, her chin on her knuckles. "This company has been in the hands of trash-people who use innocent lives for their selfish interests. I'm here to take out that trash, starting with you."Another man stood up and roared. "You wench! Do you even realize what you're saying?! This company would collapse without us. We are the backbone of this place!""Oh really? Let's test that, shall we? I'll prove to y
"Uncle Conrad," Dylan called as he accompanied Butler Conrad in the kitchen."Yes, Dylan," Conrad answered, his voice calm."Don't you think it's wrong not to tell my parents about good Grandpa? My mother will be so mad at me once she finds out," the boy said, his tiny legs swinging as he sat on the stool."They'll find out about him soon. You don't want to spoil the surprise, do you?" Butler Conrad asked, and Dylan sighed."I don't know. Strange things are happening lately. Mom, Dad, Grandma, and everyone are so busy. I haven't seen Aunt Jojo since she left that night. A bad grandpa plans to hurt my parents, and my birthday is coming up. School's started, and I haven't gone yet." Dylan paused to catch his breath."I just hope they're okay and everything gets back to normal.""Stop worrying, kiddo," Butler Conrad said softly, glancing over his shoulder. "You'll see them soon enough.""Alright, if you say so," Dylan nodded.___'If that motherfucker turns out to be an enemy, we'll all
Hudson advanced towards Tristan. "I've been waiting for this my whole life," he said, shoving the poison into Tristan's neck. Tristan gasped as the guards released him to the floor. Tatiana watched as Tristan struggled for his life, screaming in terror, wishing the pain would end soon. She recalled how the agony had driven her to madness... but the poison used on Tristan was even more painful than what had been inflicted on her. "Make it stop!!! Arghhh!!!" Tristan's screams echoed through the room, the veins in his face and neck bulging, his eyes changing color as blood spilled from his mouth. His hand reached out, trying to grasp Tatiana's dress, begging for the antidote. "Please... Argh!!!" For the pain he had caused her loved ones, especially Issabella, who had once seen him as a father figure. For the trauma he had inflicted on so many. Tristan deserved every ounce of the pain ravaging him at this moment. He deserved ten times more. Several minutes passed, and Tristan's movem
Cassius gritted his teeth. "I'm going to destroy Maximus and his empire... And if you get in my way, I'll destroy you... Until my last breath."As the men spoke, Rafael remained silent. Mr. King was also terrifying, his aura menacing. No wonder he's Silence's son.If you look closely, they share a striking resemblance.Silence sighed. "Chatting with my grandson was way more fun than chatting with you."Grandson? Wait! Dylan?!"When did you speak to my son?" Cassius asked, a deadly warning lacing his voice."Let's just put it this way..." Silence paused and chuckled. "Your butler, Conrad. He works for me."Cassius's eyes widened.-[SPAIN]"¿Estás seguro? (Are you sure?) You've heard what the man has done and seen the traces, and yet you're going to face him? Val, my world, I... I can't lose you," Maria panicked over the phone as she paced around the room, fidgeting with her dress."My Donna, I told you not to worry. Since Silence is Cassius's father, there's a probability he might not
"I killed Leonard... I really killed my brother without a second thought... I pulled the trigger... He wasn't going to kill me, but I did it anyway... Or maybe he was going to kill me... I'm a murderer... I'm a fucking murderer who killed his own brother in cold blood... I killed someone---"Rafael panicked, running his hands through his hair, pulling at it. He was losing his mind over Leonard's death-because of him. The scene of pulling the trigger, Leonard falling with blood spilling from his chest, Leonard whispering that he didn't want to die, and taking his last breath-played on repeat in his head."I killed him... I'm a fucking murderer," he whispered again, fidgeting in his seat and pulling his hair harder. "I fucking killed him! I killed him!" he yelled, standing up and punching the wall."I killed him!" he screamed again, punching the wall over and over until his fists started to bleed, staining the floor.The door opened, and he abruptly stopped."What the heck are you doing