That night, Maya stared at her husband's handle on social media. He had posted a picture of them smiling at each other. Maya was wearing a long-sleeved yellow gown, and her husband was in a suit.
Fans wished they could have a marriage like hers. The post had millions of likes and thousands of comments. As she checked out his old posts, Maya heard the return of her husband, Mason, and quickly headed downstairs to welcome him. "You're back," she smiled and took the bag from him. He didn't reply; it was something she was used to. Mason headed straight to his room to freshen up, and Maya went to the kitchen to serve his meal. Her nightwear covered almost every part of her body except her face. After serving, Maya waited for Mason until he returned. He entered the dining room, still not uttering a word to her. Opening the meal, his gaze darkened. "Honey, what is this?" Mason asked, his voice laced with anger as he gazed at the dinner table. "I specifically asked for the famous chicken parmesan, and what do I see? Vegetable stir-fry and soup!" Maya trembled, her eyes wide with fear as she took a step back. "I-I thought it would be a nice change of pace, dear. I didn't mean to upset you. It's cold outside; the soup will warm you up." Mason's jaw clenched. "A nice change of pace? You know I hate vegetables! You're always doing this, Maya. Always disobeying me, always disappointing me." "I'm s-sorry, Mason. I'll go make the chicken parmesan." Mason's eyes narrowed, his voice menacing. "The fuck? Do you think I'm going to wait?" Maya's breath halted as she stared at him, her face contorted in fear. "Come here," he ordered, and Maya's heart skipped a beat. "Mason, I..." "Just do what I ask, goddammit!" he roared, and Maya shrank, still not able to move. Seeing this, he stood and grabbed the soup, pouring the hot content on her arm. A loud, painful scream resounded through the four corners of the room as the soup burned her skin. Maya staggered and crumpled to the floor, hitting her head on the table behind her. Mason's eyes widened seeing this. "Shit!" he cursed, running to her. He grabbed her face and observed it closely; the fall had inflicted a small bruise on her forehead, which made him hiss. Maya shivered on the floor, her delicate skin stinging badly as tears streamed down her face. "Bitch," Mason mumbled. "You know that face of yours shouldn't have a mark. Are you trying to piss me off today?" He grabbed her hair, and she winced. He punched her stomach, and her breath seized. His hit added more pain to the wound that had been there before. "You fucking old hag, I told you I hate hitting you, but you keep getting on my fucking nerve," he growled and punched her again in the same area. Blood slipped out of her lips, and her eyes turned blurry. Mason released her hair, and her head slumped forward. He sighed, gazing at her with no remorse, his lips slowly curving up like a devil's. "Get your ass upstairs in twenty minutes. I need that hole of yours to fuck. If I don't see you, I'll use that pole of mine. It won't be a bad idea to use it on you tonight." He grumbled, and Maya began to sob hard. He left her sitting weakly on the floor, her body aching badly, but she forced herself up using the table as support. Slowly, she headed upstairs to the room where the man monster was waiting for her. --- [KING'S COMPANY] Cassius's sharp gaze remained on the morning's latest news. Tatiana's return had caused quite a stir. She had left without a trace after tarnishing her marriage. Then returned after her sister's suicide incident. His eyes squinted, reading the comments about her. Many netizens called her names; they said she wouldn't be any different from Isabella and would end up like her. Her reputation was definitely bad even if she wanted to return. Cassius recalled the moment he had with her. Her skin, radiant and flawless, her eyes hazel-green, her nose a delicate slope, her lips a rosebud's promise, full and inviting. She looked even more beautiful than in the past. "Hey!!!!!!" He heard an insane scream accompanied by the fast, loud stomping of feet approaching. "Fuck," he muttered, knowing who it was. His office door flew open, revealing his crazy assistant, Hudson. He was breathing hard with sweat all over. "Did you see the news?! Did you see the news?!" he yelled at Cassius. Cassius took a deep breath, snapping, "I'll fucking kill you if you ever barge into my office like that!" "Tatiana is back! My idol!" he yelled again. "Must you get on my nerve every day? Yes, I saw the news about the idol you kept rambling about years ago," Cassius grumbled. Hudson wouldn't stop talking about her years ago. He talked about her movies almost all the time, and Cassius showed no interest in her or her appearance. It turned out Hudson's idol was the same woman he had a night with. Hudson doesn't know that yet; only one of his spies knows about it. "Gosh, all her movies were awesome! She only acted in five, and they were all hits years ago. It's sad she left, gosh, I miss her so much," he squealed. Cassius tapped his finger consecutively on his table, his expression blank. "I wonder what's with the crazy scandal all around her. She definitely isn't that type of lady..." "What date did her marriage tarnish?" Cassius suddenly asked. Hudson's smile dropped. "Ha.. I heard she broke up with the CEO of Stardust company, Nathan Redmond. It was around September twenty-second, the day, yunno, the day your mother had an accident." Hudson swallowed, knowing Cassius hated that discussion. Cassius didn't look upset; instead, he stared into space. That was the same day his mother had an accident, and he tried to distract himself with a woman. A twist of fate happened, and Tatiana showed up that night instead. Nathan Redmond, the CEO of Stardust Entertainment Company. Stardust Company is like an ant compared to his. --- [STARDUST COMPANY] Nathan sat in his black, shiny chair, his lips curled up into a dark smile, staring at the news. Tatiana is back, how interesting. Flynn came into his office and bowed. "Sir, you called." "An old friend of mine just returned," he stated and faced Flynn. "I saw it too, sir. There's no entertainment company that would want to take her in due to her scandal. Her name is tarnished beyond repair." "Hmm," Nathan chuckled. "We should give her a warm welcome then," he grinned, his pupils dilating with excitement. --- "Shit," Jolene cursed as she remained seated before Tatiana. "What's wrong?" Tatiana asked. "The company I told you about just withdrew. They don't want to sign you in anymore. How dare they!" Jolene snapped. Her temper was something else. Tatiana had expected this already, so she wasn't surprised. "We should try another company. I'm sure one of them will accept. We'll just keep trying," Tatiana stated, and Jolene nodded, even though both of them knew there was a slim chance of getting one. "I'll work on it," Jolene said, but a message popped up on her email. She froze and blinked several times just to make sure she wasn't seeing things. But as reality dawned upon her, her eyes widened, almost popping out of their sockets. "Tatie," Jolene called, and Tatiana gave her a questioning look. "What?" "You got an invitation." "Really? From who?" "From Stardust Entertainment Company," Jolene replied, and Tatiana's face turned pale. Nathan invited her. That asshole! But before she could react, Jolene saw another message and screamed, standing to her feet. Other customers gave her a questioning look. "What is it?" Jolene blinked several times before replying. "King's Entertainment company sent an invitation too! What in holy hell!"An invitation from two men that defined her past!It took a while before Tatiana could digest Jolene's words. The King's Entertainment Company invited her? That is a huge shock!Nathan definitely sent a contract just to remind her that he is still superior and that she will forever remain under him. Accepting such an offer from him would give her a chance to dig out his secret, but knowing what kind of devil Nathan is, that would be a death wish, especially when she has no one backing her.As for Mr. King, that would be a huge blow. Every netizen would definitely throw insults at her and try to dig out how she managed to get herself in.They'll find out about Dylan, and that would cause an uproar. She doesn't want to drag Dylan into this; she wanted him out of this war she is about to face. Also, she doesn't know Cassius's intention towards her.He is engaged, he despises her, and yet he wants her under him as his artist. It was just so confusing."Tatie?" Jolene's voice snapped her
"What's with the long face, darling?" Nathan, Tatiana's fiancé, whispered as he placed a stunning silver necklace around her neck that matched her wedding gown. "Nervous?" he asked, and she nodded with a small smile. His words sent a shiver down her spine. "Yeah, me too. I can't believe you'll be my wife in the next hour. It means the world to me, my love." Tatiana's father, Mr. Wallington, a powerful business tycoon, saw his daughters as mere tools for building his empire. Every word he spoke was final, and even her mother had no say against his wishes. Despite being bound to Nathan, the CEO of Stardust Entertainment Company, by her overbearing father for the past five years, Tatiana had grown to love Nathan. He was sweet and charming. After Nathan left, Tatiana's smile faded. It was her wedding day, but she felt conflicted. Lately, Nathan's suspicious behavior had left her puzzled. Part of her felt this was all wrong. Her phone buzzed; it was a message from Jolene, her assista
Tatiana quickly lay on the bed, pretending to be asleep. Her heart beating fast, threatening to jump out of its ribcage. "What are you talking about?" The man’s deep, rich voice sounded, and Tatiana felt a chill run down her spine. Oh heavens, what is she going to do? She peeked at him just to see how he looked but only saw his back view. A tall, imposing figure, definitely not old or crippled, but incredibly hot. He was speaking with someone on the phone. "I thought you promised to send someone. What the fuck am I supposed to tell her when she wakes?" he asked the person on the other side. Tatiana frowned. He had been expecting someone to sleep with last night. He was probably one of those rich men who paid to sleep with women. She clenched her jaw. ‘I’m not a whore,’ she thought to herself. He ended the call, and Tatiana shut her eyes again. She heard his footsteps fading and the door shutting. He had entered his dressing room. Tatiana sprang up from the bed, put on her cloth
The room fell silent; one could hear a pin drop. Tatiana forgot how to use her mouth and only stared at her son."Is Father a bad man?" Dylan asked innocently. He didn't look upset but worried."Dylan," Catelyn cut in."No, he is not a bad man. He is a wonderful man that you'll meet someday. But now is not the right time, dear, but I promise, you'll meet your father," Tatiana answered, and Dylan's smile returned."I bet he is as handsome as me," he chuckled."He sure is," Tatiana agreed, and the room returned to its cheerful atmosphere.After putting Dylan to sleep, Tatiana went to grab a glass of water, trying to control her breathing."Tatie," Catelyn called behind her."I just promised him that he'll meet his father soon when I don't even know who he is, what he looks like, or what kind of personality he has. What if he hates me and Dylan? What if Dylan hates me? What if...""Relax, Tatie, it's not the end of the world," Catelyn held her hand."I don't know what to do," Tatiana whi
As Tatiana stood before Isabella's grave, it felt like a nightmare. A nightmare she didn't want to believe. Her desperate voice over her voicemail echoed in her head.She blamed herself for not being there when Isabella needed her help. She hated herself for leaving this monster den of a country in the first place.Tatiana wished she had tried to stop Isabella from going into the entertainment industry, but her sister was determined, just like her.She would find whoever was behind this and make them wish for death. She would destroy each and every one of them."Tatiana," a familiar voice snapped her back to reality. She turned to see her older sister Maya. She was dressed in black, just like her.Only a few people attended Isabella's burial; their father, stepmother, and stepbrother were not among them.Maya walked to stand beside her, sadness swirling in her gaze. "I'm so sorry."Tatiana scoffed. "Isabella would never kill herself, you know that. And yet you let Father suppress the
"Huh?" She raised her brow."You think you can just leave without a trace after what happened that night?" His hands still pinned hers above her head, his piercing blue eyes boring into hers."W-what do you mean?" she stuttered, his scent reminding her of that night—the night that changed her life completely."What do I mean? Are you seriously asking me that, woman? If your brain can't recall how we burned together on that bed, how about I remind you right here?" His face was dangerously close as he growled into her ear.Her eyes widened. He meant it. Every single word. He was the king of the entertainment world, after all."Let me go," she demanded stubbornly, her voice barely audible. He let out a low, dark chuckle that sent a chill down her spine."Let you go? Oh, I'll let you go, Tatiana. But not until you understand the consequences of crossing paths with me."Her pupils dilated as she remained frozen, not scared but shocked with the realization that Mr. King was the man she had