An innocent girl named Yara is trapped in the dark world of Damian Devatra, a cold man who rules under the shadow of evil. Initially trying to save her mother, Yara accepts Damian's offer to be a servant for a year but never expected to become part of Damian's plan for revenge. Between hatred and manipulation, Yara must endure Damian's cruelty while he struggles with his dark past and growing feelings. Will Damian succeed in avenging himself on Yara when he begins to love her?
View MoreDamian stood by his mother's bedside, his eyes still fixed on her pale face. However, his reverie was broken when his cell phone vibrated in his coat pocket. With a quick movement, he pulled out the phone and looked at the name on the screen. One of the servants at the mansion. "What is it?" Damian's voice was cold, slightly impatient. "Sir, it's an emergency," the servant's voice sounded panicked. "Miss Yara... she's not at the mansion. We've searched the entire area, but-" Damian immediately gripped his cell phone tightly. "What do you mean no one?" "We believed she was still in her room since morning. But when we checked again, it was empty. It looks like she ran away, sir." Damian's breathing became heavy. His jaw hardened. "Asshole. That little girl is really looking for trouble."Without another word, Damian immediately switched off the call. His hands clenched into fists, his temper peaking. "Hugo," his voice was sharp and deadly. Hugo, who was standing in the
Yara only realized something was wrong when her breathing became heavy. Her vision began to blur, her head felt unusually dizzy. She tried to move her legs, but her body relaxed instantly. She raised her hand to her neck, feeling something strange. "You... What are you doing...?" her voice was soft. The man smiled wryly, his eyes flashing triumphantly. "I'm just helping you rest for a bit, Miss Yara." Yara tried to back away, but her body was losing strength. The world around her began to spin. The man was still looking at her with a triumphant gaze. "Damn..." That was the last word that escaped her lips before everything turned dark. ***When Yara came to, her head felt heavy, her eyes hard to open. Slowly, she tried to move her body, but something held her back. Both her hands were tied behind the chair, as well as her legs. She gasped, immediately opening her eyes. The room was dark, lit only by a dim lamp in the corner. The smell of dust and iron filled her nose. Her
Yara was now walking carefully through the city streets. She managed to get out of the mansion without being spotted. Yara still wanted to find information about Felix Lucano. Although the man was like a shadow-not easy to find, as if the man had deliberately eliminated his traces. Yara sat on a park bench after almost two hours of searching for information. Her hands were busy on her phone, typing Felix Lucano's name into a search engine, but nothing came up. All that came up was old information about his company, Lucano Group, with no news of his current whereabouts. "Where should I look for you, Felix," she muttered in frustration. Yara bit her lip, resisting the urge to give up. After all, this was about the past of the man she said was her biological father. Yara closed her eyes for a moment, recalling how her mother had always avoided talking about Felix. If only her mother wasn't sick anymore, maybe Yara could have urged her mother to tell her about Felix Lucano. Someon
That morning, Damian and Yara sat at the dining table, enjoying breakfast. Yara seemed calm, occasionally stirring her coffee while glancing at Hugo who seemed busy with his cell phone. However, the calmness did not last long. Hugo's face suddenly turned serious after receiving an incoming message. He read the message carefully before finally raising his head, looking at Damian who had just arrived and sat in his chair. "Sir, we have news about Mrs. Dania.Damian, who was pouring coffee, immediately stopped his movements. He turned his head with a sharp gaze. "What?" "She was found in one of the hospitals outside the city. She is still in a coma," Hugo explained in a calm voice, but there was tension in his tone. The cup Damian was holding almost fell over, but he managed to control himself. "Who's taking care of her?""A man named Ferdo," Hugo continued. "He paid for Madame Dania's care all these years."Damian narrowed his eyes, his mind instantly filled with suspicion. "Fe
Damian was silent.His eyes lingered on Yara's face as she stared at him with conviction. She had just said something he shouldn't have heard-something he had been avoiding. "What did you say?" his voice sounded flat, but his eyes held a lot of emotion. Yara looked at him without hesitation. "I love you, Damian," she repeated clearly. Damian blinked once, then suddenly chuckled. His laughter sounded faint, like something he didn't really enjoy. He looked at Yara as if she had just said something ridiculous. "Love?" Damian repeated the word, as if to make sure he hadn't misheard. "Little girl, you don't know what you're saying." Yara kept her gaze on him, undaunted. "I know exactly what I'm saying." Damian smiled wryly. In an instant, his hands were wrapped around Yara's waist, pulling the girl closer. Before Yara could react, Damian's lips were already crushing hers in an intense way-full of passion, but also with frustration in them. Yara was surprised, but didn't resis
As the bedroom door closed, Damian looked at Yara with questioning eyes. "What do you plan to do now, my little girl?" Yara smiled meaningfully, then quickly pulled Damian's hands above her head. "Shhh... this time, let me take back control." Before Damian could protest, Yara had already tied his wrists with the tie she had just removed. Damian stared at the girl with raised eyebrows, a faint smile forming at the corner of his lips. "You want to play like this?" his voice was low, full of interest. Yara just smiled, then without hesitation she lowered her head, letting her lips trail gently down Damian's neck. "I wonder what it would be like if King Mafia couldn't do anything." Damian chuckled softly, but his breathing grew heavy as Yara continued down, her lips trailing along his jaw, then to his collarbone. Her free fingers brush against his skin, creating a tantalizing sensation that makes Damian stiffen. "Yara..." his voice trembled slightly, not from fear, but from th
In Damian's office, it was nine in the morning. Damian sat in his chair with an unpredictable expression. Hugo stood across the desk, looking at his boss with a meaningful gaze. "Mr. Damian, you've been sighing since earlier. Is there a problem?" asked Hugo as he folded his arms across his chest. Damian twirled the pen in his fingers, his gaze blank. "I don't know, Hugo. I think I'm going crazy." Hugo frowned. "Crazy how, sir?" Damian sighed again, longer this time. "I feel like I'm falling in love with Yara." Hugo looked at him with an incredulous expression, then shook his head. "Oh my, Mr. Damian. Do you realize what you just said?" Damian leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling. "I realize. And it sucks." Hugo chuckled, though there was a sardonic tone in it. "What about your grudge, sir? Have you forgotten your original purpose?" Damian was silent for a moment. His eyes hardened, but there was conflict in them. "I haven't forgotten, Hugo. I want him to f
Damian had just entered the mansion with calm steps. After a full day of dark business, his body felt a little tired, but his mind was still sharp. Hugo followed behind him, giving a brief report before finally leaving Damian alone. As Damian entered his room, his gaze immediately fell on Yara who was fast asleep on the bed. Her breathing was regular, her face looking peaceful under the light of the nightlight. Damian stood at the edge of the bed, staring at the girl unconsciously flashing a small smile. "Damn, why am I getting attracted to her?"Damian sighed, rubbing his face for a moment. Sure, Yara was originally just a tool for his revenge on Felix. But now? With each passing day, he became more and more unsure of his original intentions. She had wanted to wake Yara up, wanted to pull the girl into her arms, wanted to feel the warmth that had recently become addictive. But seeing Yara sleeping like that, he couldn't bear it. Damian finally moved to leave, but just as he t
Seven o'clock in the morning. Damian sat in his chair with a cold expression, staring at Yara who was busy spooning food onto her plate. Yara pretended not to care, although she could feel Damian's piercing gaze. The servants stood in the corner of the room, waiting for orders, but they could feel the tension between their Master and the girl who was now the center of his attention. Damian finally opened his voice. "Don't ever do it again, Yara."Yara, who was chewing bread, immediately stopped. She swallowed with difficulty and then looked at Damian with a confused expression. "What does that mean?"Damian put down his knife and fork with a sound loud enough to make some of the servants flinch. "Never leave the mansion in secret again. Let alone disguise yourself as a servant just to trick the guards." Yara was silent. She knew this would be discussed. "I'm just bored, Damian," Yara tried to defend herself. "I'm not a prisoner, but I'm treated like a bird in a cage. I need f
"Yara, someone's looking for you!" shouted her friend, who worked as a cashier.Yara frowned, wiped her hands on her green apron, and walked towards the door. However, her steps were halted when a tall man stood right in front of her. She didn't recognize the man."May I help you, sir?" she asked, smiling kindly at him.The man didn't answer. Instead, he grabbed Yara's arm quickly."Wait, what are you doing? Let go of me!" cried Yara, trying to pull her hand away, but the man's grip was too strong.Without a word, the man dragged Yara out of the shop. Sarah could only look on in fear, not knowing what to do.Yara was forced into a luxurious black car that was waiting outside. Despite her cries for help, the car sped away from the small street where the flower shop was located.After a few minutes of traveling in suspense, the car stopped in front of a large mansion with a high fence. The car door was opened, and Yara was dragged back inside."Let go of me! What do you want from me?" y...
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