I stood in a quiet bathroom, staring blankly at my reflection in the mirror. My pale face seemed to reflect the confusion in my mind. Mela's confession was still playing in my head, confusing and surprising me. Faghri's worried voice could be heard outside, "Luna, have you finished talking?" "Yes, just a sec," I said, my voice slightly trembling as I tried to calm my racing heart. I took a deep breath, attempting to shake the call from my mother about my father's debt that had been weighing on my mind. "That guy, how could he gamble away another million?" I mumbled to myself, feeling angry and disappointed. It was a cruel irony, given that he once sold me for a million dollars and is now in debt for the same amount. I came to a halt, staring at my tense face in the mirror. "When will he ever learn?" I sighed bitterly. My family, which should have been a source of comfort and joy, was instead a source of pain and disappointment. I felt like a tool to them, not a beloved member
Sighing deeply, I stepped out of Faghri's gleaming sports car. We parked right in front of the towering gates, the grand entrance to Rafe's palace.Rafe, my friend known for his cold demeanor, made even these steps feel heavy, as if burdened by dark forebodings in my heart.Rafe was already there, his gaze piercing and icy as he watched us. It felt like the onset of a tense episode."Move aside," he commanded in a tone that allowed no argument.I obediently moved a bit to the side, my heart pounding, reminiscent of the tense moments before a storm."What do you want?" I asked, my voice betraying a hint of nervousness.Without warning, Rafe quickly approached Faghri, his hand raised for a forceful strike. Incredibly, Faghri caught the blow with stunning agility.His movement was precise and practiced, resembling a dance they had perfected through many rehearsals.Now, they stood face to face, their gazes locked in an intense standoff. "Rafe, Luna isn't only yours," Faghri stated, his v
I reclined on the soft sofa and inhaled deeply, appreciating life's simple delights. "Ah, the joys of life," I whispered and stretched out, attempting to dispel the shadows of the distressing news from Rafe. Amidst somber thoughts, I discovered fragments of simple joy. This contract marriage has drawn me into a never-ending vortex of problems, yet I persist in seeking peace amidst uncertainty. Anxiety has become a constant companion, making me vigilant to every emerging possibility. I held the remote and switched on the television, returning to a long-forgotten drama. My gaze fixed on the screen, I followed a plot that had spanned hundreds of episodes, still shrouded in mystery. "How can a writer craft such a complex tale?" I pondered, mesmerized by the boundless creativity on display. My mind wandered to another drama, having reached over 2000 episodes. "It's been on air for six years," I mused, astonished and reflective. Quickly, I refocused on reality. Rafe had requested tha
I'm still not sure what to say in response to what Rafe said about the shocking fact. His clear words showed that Aline's father told Rafe to marry her, which is something I never thought would happen."Are you serious?" I asked for you to confirm. I'll be honest: I'm still nervous about hearing Rafe's answer.Hearing Rafe's nod made me feel a lot of different emotions. I'm not sure if it's anger, jealousy, disappointment, or sadness. These feelings are coming together into one."So, are you going to marry her?" When I asked, Rafe agreed again."Why?""Aline's dad has a lot of power. "He is also friendly with my dad," Rafe said.I know that rich people's friends and family are unpredictable and sometimes don't make sense.Again, there was silence, and I didn't know what else to ask.You should know that I'm only Rafe's contract wife. He set this up to protect me."Are you okay?" I said yes when Rafe asked again.That was all I could do, even though this choice made my heart feel stran
I picked up the phone the number I knew so well and had called a few days ago. "Hello?" I asked. It was my father's number and at first I assumed it was my mother using the phone again. But apparently I was wrong. "Luna can you hear me?" it was my father's voice. The voice of an asshole man whose only thoughts were gambling and money. I bit my lip trying to hold back the emotions that suddenly surfaced. Memories of his screams and the smell of alcohol that always accompanied them filled my mind. "Sorry I didn't hear anything" I said my voice cold trying to hide the pain that had returned. "Luna please forgive me" his voice trembled full of regret. I laughed sarcastically. A few months ago he called his voice full of threats and hatred. Now he was pleading as if all his sins were forgiven. No! I will never forgive this man. "Luna please listen to me. Something serious is happening" he said again his voice sounding worried. It was exactly like how my mom had called a few days ag
Tonight I wake up in complete silence lying on a luxurious bed that usually promises sweet dreams but not a single second of sleep has arrived.My thoughts wander to my father's words on the other end of the vibrating phone this afternoon in the darkness of the luxurious room.No it's not pity for my father or mother that haunts me; it's fondness for my childhood home which has now been cracked by the earthquake.I attempted to change my sleeping position in search of the comfort that would transport me to dreamland but my efforts were futile. My closed eyes couldn't stop the flood of sadness that washed over me.The house was not only where I spent my childhood but it also served as a silent witness to a collection of unforgettable memories and stories. Although my parents were not perfect parents my memories with my grandmother in that house left a mark of beautiful memories that time could not erase."What should I do?" I asked myself in the middle of the night.The question was re
The morning flew by, despite the fact that Rafe and I were chatting beneath a sky filled with millions of stars only the night before.Everyone at Rafe's house seemed to be working on something today. When I peered over the fence, I saw that the entire road was carpeted in red."Wow, is this what wealthy people can do?"It appeared like Rafe did something really special to welcome Aline's father. Due to its opulence, onlookers might mistake it for a wedding celebration. The sole purpose of it was to welcome Aline's father.When I went outside, I saw that the workers were extremely busy. I was slightly taken aback that Rafe hadn't shown up just yet."What's happening with Rafe?" I wanted to know what was happening. I then made up my mind to go up to Rafe's room and knock on the door."Rafe, aren’t you up yet?" My question was one of utter surprise.After our stargazing conversation last night, Rafe appeared to be quite tired, despite the fact that we both went to bed at nearly the same
Rafe appeared to notice and immediately looked up. A motorcade with security guards arrived. "Is this how a President is guarded?" I was thinking to myself. How could I not, the secret service agents seemed to be following? Luxury cars were heavily guarded, as were several heavily armed men. This demonstrated how different my world was from Rafe and Aline's. Their world was one of wealth, whereas mine was one of poverty. It didn't take long for a nice, shiny black car to appear. Rafe went downstairs right away, assisted in opening the car door, and someone got out. The first person I saw was the current president, whose picture I recognized. But what followed took my breath away: it was Aline, the President's daughter, who had nearly killed me several times. I stood back and watched, not daring to ask questions or make comments. I had no idea how to greet such a high-profile visitor. "Rafe, you look handsome," the President remarked as he patted Rafe's chest, who only smiled. Al
"You know, Miss Luna has made significant contributions to the rural communities of Borneo by establishing numerous educational institutions," is a statement that captures the essence of local discussions. Luna's charitable efforts, known throughout the region, have had a significant impact on this large Asian island.In her own words during an interview, Luna expressed her desire to give back to the community that has supported her, saying, "My life has been greatly enriched by the people here, and I feel compelled to return their kindness. Luna's motivations go beyond this singular sentiment, however.Known for orchestrating various charitable activities, Luna has a reputation for building not only schools but also hospitals and actively participating in various humanitarian endeavors.A recent event illustrates her prominence: a throng of journalists gathered around her, each eager to ask their pressing questions. In the midst of the crowd, one reporter took the opportunity to ask
The long awaited day has finally arrived. Today is the wedding of the son of the richest man, a prominent business tycoon. The atmosphere is one of joy and celebration, enhanced by a clear, sunny sky that seems to bless the couple's union.As they stand before their loved ones, Rafe looks lovingly into Luna's eyes and vows, "I accept your love and promise to love you for the rest of my life. Their love, pure and strong, resonates with everyone in the room.The crowd erupts in cheers as they witness this sacred bond being formed. But amidst the jubilant atmosphere, a lone figure stands in a corner of the party room, tears streaming down his face.Recognizing him, Luna calls out, "Faghri," but quickly corrects herself with a respectful tone, "Ah, I mean Mr. President. Her smile is bright and inviting.Faghri, overwhelmed with emotion, returns Luna's smile sincerely, his tears a testament to the depth of his feelings on this momentous occasion.It was obvious that Faghri still harbored s
We visited my grandmother's grave and found the place unkempt. As Rafe had mentioned, her grave had remained intact, contradicting my belief that it had been torn down due to the surrounding new construction."Luna, come on," Rafe urged, leading me to the cemetery.I grabbed some tools and started clearing the overgrown grass."Why hasn't this cemetery been torn down?" I asked, aware of the ruthless business tactics often employed these days, where even homes are not spared for the sake of profit."The company that owns the adjacent property is having financial difficulties," Rafe informed me.Then he added, "I plan to buy all that land," leaving me stunned."Thank you," I said, realizing that expressing gratitude had become a habit for me. I truly appreciated all that he had done.After tending to the grave, Rafe and I decided to dine at a nearby restaurant. Its simple charm was refreshing, a reminder of how much I missed such unpretentious places.Having spent the past month indulgi
I never thought it would end. The last few months have been really exhausting for me and I'm glad they're finally over."Luna, what are you going to wear?" Rafe asked as he approached me with a group of people behind him. They seemed to be famous fashion designers."What do you think would look good on me?" I replied, bringing out Rafe's playful side."Anything looks good on you, Luna," he flirted, earning nothing more than a playful flick of my tongue in return. Rafe laughed heartily, his demeanor so different from before.He seemed much more alive and approachable now, almost like a new person."Did you hear about Faghri? He's going to run for president," Rafe announced, taking me completely by surprise. Faghri, once notorious for his ruthless ways, had transformed himself into a respectable figure, and now he was eyeing the presidency."Rafe, you're serious, aren't you?" I asked, looking for confirmation in his expression. He nodded solemnly, confirming the surprising news."I'm se
That morning, the shocking news reverberated across all media platforms, sending waves of disbelief around the world. Television programs, newspapers, and online outlets all carried the same headline: "Assassination at the President's Office: President Etas fatally shot by trusted aide". The uniformity of the reports, which all followed the same chronology, was striking, with not a single source challenging the narrative of President Etas' untimely demise.In stark contrast to this grim news, a more personal story was unfolding in an old but grand home. Here, Rafe and Aline were seen in a tender embrace, their affection evident in front of Rafe's parents. The atmosphere was one of familial warmth and impending change."Rafe, have you decided who you are going to marry?" inquired Rafe's father, a hint of expectation in his voice. Rafe's answer was a nod, followed by a frank admission, "Legally, I am married to Luna. But in matters of the heart, not yet." His words revealed a complicate
The presidential palace was eerily quiet that day, a stark contrast to the tightly secured perimeter outside. Inside, however, the atmosphere in the President's private chamber was anything but calm.Aline's father, the President, was visibly seething with rage. His face was contorted with rage, the veins on his neck were pronounced, and his body tensed as if ready to spring into action. The anger inside him had reached a boiling point."Bastards! I'll kill them all," he roared, the words thick with raw emotion.The tragic death of his daughter Aline had devastated him. Ironically, he had denied her Secret Service protection out of respect for her wishes to engage in something illegal, a decision he now bitterly regretted."I swear, everyone involved will pay," he bellowed, his tone dripping with vehemence.In a fit of desperation, he threw a paper across his desk, his demeanor mirroring that of someone lost in a terrifying episode of unbridled madness.At that moment, there was a ten
On the other side of the picturesque park where love once blossomed, next to a quiet street, Faghri sat alone, lost in thought."It seems I took too long to realize it," he murmured to himself, reflecting on his past mistakes.It was a moment of deep regret for Poria. He lamented that he had not met Luna earlier and thought about a different fate."If I had met Luna earlier, would I have been the one she loved?" Faghri wondered aloud.He sat brooding in solitude, struggling with a fate that seemed inexplicable and unfair."Never mind," he finally sighed, trying to accept what he couldn't change.As tears trickled down his cheeks, Faghri quickly wiped them away, trying to regain his composure.Looking back, he noticed that Luna and Rafe had returned. They seemed to have reconciled and returned to normal. Faghri watched them, a mixture of relief and sadness in his heart."How was it? Was the curse finally lifted?" asked Faghri, trying to maintain a calm and undisturbed demeanor regardin
Luna chased Rafe to the edge of the highway, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and determination. Rafe stood dangerously close to the edge, his eyes a lifeless gray that reflected his apparent resignation to ending his life."Rafe!" Luna's voice broke through the tense air, a mixture of fear and relief coloring her tone.Rafe turned, his expression one of disbelief. "Why are you here?" he asked, his words laced with disbelief.Without a word, Luna delivered a powerful punch to Rafe's cheek, leaving him momentarily stunned. Her voice, trembling with a cocktail of emotions, scolded him, "What's the point of us surviving all this time if you're just going to throw your life away?"As Rafe looked at her, his eyes changed, darkening with a resurgence of hatred. "Luna...go away. I don't want to kill you," he said softly, his voice strained with the effort of suppressing his darker impulses.It was all because of the Alpha Oath that Rafe harbored a deep-seated desire for revenge agai
I opened the letter Faghri had just given me. It was a letter written directly from Rafe, who was nowhere to be found.**To Luna,I know I've caused you a lot of trouble. I selfishly planned to save us both from this terrible fate, but now I realize that may not be possible. It seems that one of us must make a sacrifice, and I have chosen to be the one to do so.Luna, perhaps we will meet again in our next reincarnation, hopefully free of this curse. Before I met you, I lived a lonely life, but your presence brought color to my world.For you, Luna, I cannot break the Alpha Oath. After Aline's death, my desire for revenge has grown. I am torn between wanting to hurt you and loving you.You no longer need to look for me. If my father asks, please give him this letter. I do not want to bring suffering to anyone, so I have decided to end my life.I believe the waves will take me to the next life.Thank you, Luna.**The message ended with my heart racing wildly. This message was a clear