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**Snow’s POV** Marcus visited our home again, just as he always does. As usual, he brought me flowers something he never fails to do every time he drops by. Meanwhile, I was being extra affectionate with my fiancé as we watched TV in the living room, simply clinging to his arm with my head resting against his shoulder. He had been busy with work and managing his business, even though our wedding was fast approaching. But I didn’t mind at all. He was a hardworking man, and I admired that about him. Aside from his business, he was also set to produce a movie project this year. "By the way, I have something for you," Marcus suddenly said, causing me to slightly pull away from my fiancé. “What’s this for?” I asked Marcus, my gaze dropping to the elegant invitation card he handed me. "It's from Dad," he answered simply. "A Masquerade Ball is happening in a few days, and he wants you there." I blinked in surprise. I had no idea that his father had planned a masquerade ball. I thought
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Oh, it was him again. Lately, Demetri had been testing my patience, slowly getting on my nerves. I tried my best not to show it. I didn’t want to make it obvious that I wasn’t particularly fond of him. After all, he was my fiancé’s brother, and soon, he would officially be my brother-in-law. No matter how uneasy I felt around him, I didn’t want us to spend a lifetime avoiding each other just because of this lingering discomfort I couldn’t seem to shake off. Mang Sed, the driver, stepped out first and opened the backseat door. My younger sister, Ice, went out. I immediately hurried to the gate to let her in. "Thanks," Ice murmured, offering the driver a small smile before walking toward me. Then, the tinted window of the backseat rolled down, revealing Demetri. His face was unreadable, his dark eyes watching me with a calm intensity. Then, slowly, he smirked. Something about his gaze troubled me, making my stomach mess uncomfortably. I quickly looked away. I turned to Mang Sed i
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My legs feel like lead, each step heavier than the last as I stumble down the dimly lit hallway. My vision is blurry, the drug they injected into me earlier clouding my mind. Every step feels like a struggle, and I have to press my hand against the cold, cracked wall to keep from collapsing. I have to escape. I have to save Ice, my little sister! My breath is coming in short, ragged gasps now, my chest tight with the weight of the panic building inside me. My feet drag across the floor as I force myself to move forward. The room where they keep the kidnapped children, the ones being groomed for horrible things... it's just ahead. But then, out of nowhere, a rough hand grabs me from behind. A scream rises in my throat, but before I can let it out, a large, calloused hand clamps down over my mouth, smothering the sound. Panic bursts inside me, the terror flooding my veins. I thrash in his grip, trying to fight, but I’m too weak. The drug has drained all my strength. I can’t fight h
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MASQUERADE PARTY **Third Person POV** After being meticulously styled by two staff of Feurene's elite glam team, she was finally ready to make her way to the Grand Hall of a luxurious hotel. Snow wore a stunning black evening gown, adorned with intricate champagne-colored beadwork that shimmered under the light. Her face was partially hidden behind a delicate Venetian lace metal mask, its dark hue accentuating the mysterious allure of the event. Though her heart pounded with nerves, she took a deep breath, willing herself to stay composed. Tonight, she could not afford any missteps not with the influential guests in attendance, and certainly not with the prestigious Sylvestre family hosting this grand event. As soon as she stepped out of the building, she was greeted by an elderly chauffeur, Mang Sed, who had been patiently waiting for her. "Miss Snow, Sir Marcus sent me to escort you to the Sapphirean Grand Hotel," he informed her politely. She hesitated for a brief moment, gla
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**Snow's POV** I excused myself from my boyfriend, telling him I needed to go to the restroom to fix my makeup. He nodded without hesitation, his warm smile reassuring me. As I walked away, I could still feel the comfort of his presence, easing the tightness in my chest. The nerves that had been creeping up on me all night slowly started to fade Marcus had that effect on me. He made everything feel lighter and easier. I let out a quiet breath as I pushed open the restroom door, already feeling more composed. Standing in front of the mirror, I studied my reflection. My hazel brown eyes, still holding a trace of nervousness, met my gaze. My lips, slightly parted, trembled faintly. I shook my head and straightened my posture, pushing away the lingering unease. A small, genuine smile tugged at my lips before I reached into my purse and pulled out my lipstick, ready to apply it. But just as I lifted it to my lips, I froze. A presence. A shift in the situation. My breath caught in my thr
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**Demetri's POV** I stared at my reflection in the mirror, my jaw clenched so tightly it ached. The image of Snow’s hand striking my cheek replayed in my mind like a cruel joke. The sting had long faded, but the humiliation still burned, searing deeper than any physical pain ever could. No woman had ever dared reject me before. Every woman I wanted, I got. They all came to me willingly, some begged for my attention, and others were willing to give up everything just to have a piece of me. And yet, she… she dared to push me away. To slap me. To look at me as if I was nothing. Rage coiled in my chest, tightening like a vice. My fingers curled into a fist, my nails digging into my palm. Who the hell does she think she is? With a sharp exhale, I drove my fist into the mirror. The impact sent fractures splintering across the glass, distorting my reflection into a maze of broken pieces. But it wasn’t enough. I hit it again, harder this time. The cracks deepened, and a few shards loosen
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Two days after the Masquerade Party... **Demetri's POV** "Aren’t we going to do anything else?" the woman beside me asked, her voice sweet and teasing. The room was dim, the scent of perfume and cigarette smoke clinging to the air like an unshakable haze. The warmth of bare skin pressed against mine, but I barely felt it. With a slow inhale, I smoke my cigarette, letting the smoke curl past my lips. A second woman shifted closer, her fingers trailing lazily across my abdomen, tracing the lines of muscle with deliberate slowness. "You have a great tattoo," she murmured, her voice dripping with admiration as she let her nails skim over the ink sprawling across my stomach. I followed her gaze, my own eyes locking onto the dark designs covering my skin. What she saw was art and what I saw were shields. Thick black ink covered the scars of a past I wished to forget. I could still feel the faint sting of old wounds, the memories of my stepmother's cruelty marked on my skin. I pulled
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**Snow's POV** I woke up to an unsettling silence. No good night text from Marcus. Last night, he dropped me off at home around 10 PM. I had been wanting to leave the birthday party of one of his friends. It had only been two days since the masquerade party, yet Marcus had already convinced me to attend another event. I hadn’t wanted to go, but saying no to him always felt impossible. No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t enjoy myself. The atmosphere was loud and overwhelming, filled with unfamiliar faces. But anyway, Marcus never left my side, making sure I didn’t feel out of place among his friends and acquaintances at the bar. He told me he wouldn’t be going back to the party after dropping me off because he had an important meeting with someone. Once he made sure I got home safely, he left, heading to meet one of his business clients. He had insisted on driving me himself, even when I told him his driver could take me instead. But Marcus was stubborn like that. He alway
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I glanced at Ice, and for a second, I wasn’t even sure she was still breathing. Her expression was frozen in utter disbelief. “So… what I’ve been doing to my Matte Matthew… that’s just pushing him further away?” she asked, her voice cracking ever so slightly as if she was begging someone to tell her it wasn’t true. Seriously? 'My Matte Matthew?' I could only blink in disbelief. Did she just claim Matte Matthew like he was hers? As if they had something real between them? They didn’t even get past the friendship phase. Our mother didn’t even hesitate. She simply nodded, calm and direct, like she’d just confirmed the weather. “No! That’s not true! He’s going to love me soon!” Ice insisted, shaking her head stubbornly like the very idea of rejection physically pained her. I was about to roll my eyes when Mom spoke again. “Do you even know what diagnosis a doctor would give you if you got yourself checked, Ice?” Ice blinked, confused. “Delusional disorder. And you’d be prescribed
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Demetri left just yesterday, and here I am now, deciding to visit my sister and mother. I only managed to visit them once last week because my schedule has been ridiculously hectic. The moment I suddenly showed up at Ice’s condo unit that day, Mama gave me a light smack on the arm, nothing harsh, but enough to say she was displeased. She asked why I hadn’t shown my face in two whole weeks. I didn’t bother keeping anything from her. Her jaw practically dropped when I admitted that I was already married to Demetri. She said I was nothing but a walking scandal, especially now that everyone knew my relationship with Marcus fell apart because of another man. And now? They’d find out I married Marcus’s own brother? She said the media would eat me alive. What kind of woman does that make me look like? My two bodyguards entered the elevator with me. They’d been tailing me for nearly two months now, and still, I couldn’t get used to, having someone shadow me wherever I went. I messaged Wren
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He moved closer, leaning in to kiss me on the lips. I let him for a moment, then pulled away just enough. “I need some good sleep,” I told my husband with a small smile. He grinned, the kind of grin that hinted he was already plotting something. “Of course… I’ll help you fall asleep quickly, honey,” he whispered, biting his lip for a brief second before kissing my parted lips again. I grabbed the back of his neck. His hands were all over me, feeling me like he hadn’t eaten in days, roughly moving across the soft skin of my neck, claiming every damn inch they touched. His lips dragged lower, scorching a trail that set my nerves on fire. I collapsed onto the bed, my body already begging, and grabbed at his hair, pulling hard as his mouth found the pulsing heat between my thighs. Even through the flimsy fabric still shielding my cúnt, I could feel the blistering wet heat of his breath and tongue, tormenting me, making me drip with want. He ripped off my lacy underwear like it was n
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**Snow's POV** Demetri’s deadly stare suddenly flashed through my mind, the way he hurt me, the way he slapped me without even a second thought. I didn’t want that monster inside him to resurface again, so with all the strength I could muster, I shoved Marcus away from me. We both stood up, stunned by the tension between us. Then my hand moved on its own, and I slapped him hard. For a moment, shock flashed in his eyes… but then he understood. He calmed himself. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that,” he murmured, regret lacing his voice. “You’re damn right. Don’t you ever come near me again,” I snapped and stormed past him. Once I was finally out of the building, my eyes caught sight of a woman leaning arrogantly against Marcus’ car. Arms crossed, eyes trained on me like she’d been waiting. I headed toward the van I rode in earlier, not intending to engage but of course, Feurene couldn’t help herself. "I really didn’t know some women could fake being all sweet and innocent, onl
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Marcus was still standing there, stunned and frozen in place, even after I walked away and headed back to where Wrent was.Demetria approached without missing a beat, walking straight over to where we were and yanking the lip tint right out of Wrent’s hand.“Bored? Go surfing or something,” she said flatly, not even sparing him a second glance.Of all the things Wrent could’ve touched, it had to be her lip tint. He was even about to go through her entire makeup kit when she smacked his hand away with zero hesitation.“What the hell, Wrent! If you’ve got nothing better to do, stop being a nuisance!” she snapped, clearly reaching the edge of her patience.“Seriously—just go away!” she added, waving him off like an annoying mosquito.Then she turned to Marcus, who was still rooted to the spot, staring at her like he’d just seen a ghost.“And you—what exactly are you doing here?” she asked sharply, her tone cutting through the awkward silence he left in his wake.“He dropped Feurene off.
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**Snow's POV** Demetria and I stepped into the elevator together, accompanied by our manager, Hugo. A few more staff members joined us along the way. When we reached the hotel lobby, two professional photographers were already waiting, their cameras ready. Outside, Marshall and Oscar stood by a sleek white van, looking sharp and unreadable as ever. “Damn, Deme’s going all-out today! Don’t tell me you’re feeling suffocated by all these bodyguards ’cause honestly, girl, I wouldn’t mind being smothered by them myself,” Sy, our ever-chatty and flamboyant makeup artist, teased with his usual playful sass. Despite his personality, Sy was one of the best in his field. Demetria turned to him, flashing an awkward smile. The staff thought Oscar and Marshall were her new bodyguards. Just then, another van pulled up. Two of Demetria’s actual bodyguards stepped out and opened the door for her. That’s when the others started to wonder. “Wait a sec, whose bodyguards are these?” Sy asked, lookin
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When Demetri and Snow finally stepped out of the mansion, the tension in the air between Marcus and Feurene grew even hotter, like a fire that had just been poured with gasoline.“This is all your fault, Feurene!” Marcus roared, his eyes full of wild anger. Every word he said was filled with hate as he blamed her for all the mess in his life.Feurene’s breath hitched, her voice trembling as she whispered in disbelief, “This... this isn’t what we planned.” This wasn’t what Demetri had promised her. He had never said anything about marrying Snow. Now, she was trapped in a whirlwind of betrayal and confusion.‘Fúck, that bastard! He used me! Like a damn snake, he lied!’ Feurene’s body gave way under the weight of the truth, and she crumpled onto the couch, knees shaking, her spirit unraveling.Marcus rushed toward her, his anger driving him like he had lost control. He couldn’t stand her anymore. He grabbed her wrist tightly, pulled her up roughly, and started dragging her toward the ma
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A small, knowing smile played on Demetri’s lips as he quietly followed his wife. Snow’s gaze shifted forward, catching sight of Feurene standing in the distance, which made her abruptly stop in her tracks. Feurene, too, noticed her and threw a fleeting glance toward her husband.With deliberate steps, Feurene began to approach. Her smile was thin, insincere like it was concealing something much deeper."What are you doing here?" Feurene asked Snow, crossing her arms over her chest.“So, Demetri... returning her to Marcus now that you’ve had your fun?” she sneered, turning to him with a smirk that dripped with mockery. Then she cast Snow a slow, deliberate glance, scanning her from head to toe, barely masking the contempt in her eyes.Just then, Marcus entered the living room and froze. The air was thick as if a storm had been caught mid-clash. His eyes landed on the three of them, standing in a triangle of tension and unspoken rage.Feurene didn’t miss a beat.“I didn’t think you’d be
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Snow gently cleaned the wounds on Demetri’s face, her hands steady but her heart full of questions. He sat slouched against the sofa, his gaze distant and lost in thought. “What really happened?” she asked softly, curiosity lacing her voice. “Don’t ask,” He answered shortly, his voice cold and sharp. “How long are you going to keep coming home like this, Demetri?” she spoke softly, her eyes looking carefully at his hurt and bruised body. “Look at yourself. Your body is covered in so many scars, they probably don’t even know where to stay on your skin anymore.” She let out a sigh. “I won’t always be here to take care of you.” “I can take care of myself,” Demetri said firmly, his tone carrying weight. “These wounds… they’re not even that painful,” he added casually. Snow rolled her eyes and, without warning, reached toward the wound on his side. “Not that one!” he flinched and leaned back quickly, dodging her touch. “I meant the ones on my face.” She couldn’t help but let o
