Diana Fallacia Cueva was born into privilege, the heiress to Dairy-Fair Cosmetics, but she refused to be defined by her last name. She dreamed of becoming a world-renowned model on her own terms, free from the suffocating grip of high society. But fate was cruel. Without her knowledge, she was sold into marriage—to Ruther Yanno Wrevco, the ruthless CEO of the world’s most powerful luxury empire. Ruther was everything she despised—cold, controlling, and dangerously untouchable. But what she didn’t know was that her marriage was not a business deal—it was an act of vengeance. Ruther Yanno Wrevco was not the man the world believed him to be. He was Dale Polo Garzias, the last heir of a fallen mafia clan, a family wiped out in a massacre orchestrated by Diana’s father. Adopted and shaped into a powerful force, he had spent years waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Marrying Diana was his final move. She was meant to be his captive, his punishment, his pawn in a game of retribution. But Diana was never meant to fall for the man who destroyed her life. And Ruther was never meant to crave the woman he vowed to break. Their passion was a war, their love an addiction. Yet when Diana discovered the truth—that the real enemy had been within her own family all along—it shattered everything. Bound by betrayal, obsession, and a love neither could control, they stood at the edge of destruction. In a world where power is everything, would they rise as lovers or fall as enemies?
더 보기DIANAI’m screwed. I lost all my senses. Lying in bed, exhaustion clung to me like a second skin. My body ached—a sinful reminder of last night’s reckless decision. I was supposed to despise this man, resist him, yet here I was, watching him, unable to look away. Ruther Yanno Wrevco. My husband. The man who shattered my resolve and made me forget who I was. His broad, sculpted back glistened under the morning light, every muscle carved to perfection as if God himself had taken his time creating him. I should be furious, should regret everything. But instead, my gaze traced every inch of him, memorizing the way he moved, the way he owned every space he stood in. Then, he turned. My breath hitched. His eyes, dark and unreadable, pinned me to the bed, making me feel exposed despite the sheets wrapped around me. “Take a rest, Diana,” he said, his voice low, smooth, almost gentle. “I won’t like it if something happens to you.” My fingers curled into the fabric beneath
DIANAThe moment we step into the private villa, I know I'm in trouble.Ruther slams the door shut behind us, the sound echoing in the dimly lit space. My back barely brushes the cool wall before he's on me—towering, demanding, his body caging me in.His dark eyes burn into mine."You think you can tease me like that, Diana?" His voice is a low growl, dripping with possessive hunger.My breath catches. My pulse skips, then races.I should push him away. I should fight back.But instead?I shudder and m*an. "Hmmmmmm...ohhhh..,"His fingers trace along my jaw, his touch deceptively gentle. His other hand—firm, commanding—trails down, grazing my waist, pressing into the fabric of my dress."Do you have any idea," he murmurs, lips barely ghosting over mine, "what you did to me out there?"I swallow hard. "W-What?"His chuckle is dark, almost mocking. "S*cking my neck like that. M*aning in my ear." His fingers drift lower, skimming the side of my thigh. "Did you want me to lose control?"I
DIANAA strong arm wraps around my waist. A solid chest pressed against my back.My breath hitches.Then—a nuzzle.Soft, slow, deliberate—his lips grazing the crook of my neck as he inhales my scent.My entire body shivers."Bro," Driz muses, watching Ruther's movements with amusement. "I like her."I don't need to turn around. I already know who it is.Ruther.His fingers tighten against my waist—hot, firm, unyielding.Driz lets out a low chuckle, stepping back. "Nice meeting you, Dia. Let's hang out sometime."I barely manage a nod before he walks away, leaving me alone with Ruther.The air between us? Heavy. Charged. Dangerous.Then, he kisses me.Not soft. Not sweet. Demanding.I gasp, pushing against his chest. "What the h*ll is wrong with you? Stop it!"Ruther pulls back just enough to meet my gaze. His eyes? D*rk. H*ngry.He growls—a deep, low vibration that sends an electric pulse straight to my core.I should hate this. I should hate him.But my body? It betrays me. The heat,
DIANASo? I'm not really escaping this bullshit.I sigh, staring at my not-so-excited reflection in the massive vanity mirror.I'm wearing a Gucci silky fitted, one-shoulder, white mini dress. My hair is styled in an elegant fishtail braid, with soft curls framing my face. My makeup? A simple, nude-fairy look—soft, ethereal, but still effortlessly stunning.I should feel beautiful. I should feel excited.But all I feel is trapped."Oh myyy!!! This is it, Diana!!!!"I barely have time to react before Heather bursts into my room, practically vibrating with excitement.Behind her, Von, my ever-dramatic gay best friend, waltzes in with a flourish."Let's go, girl!!" Von sings, dramatically fanning his face. "You are going to snatch Ruther's attention tonight. That man won't know what hit him!"Heather claps her hands like a proud stage mom. "Seriously, Diana, he's so lucky to have you."I let out a dry chuckle, my tone flat. "Yeah. Lucky."Von flicks my forehead. "Ugh, don't sound so dead
DIANAThe next day, my grandparents finally arrived from the U.S.—along with a horde of relatives.At first, I thought it was just a casual family reunion, but when my dad gave me that look, my stomach dropped.Oh no.Is this about my supposed marriage?Soon, the house was filled with laughter and endless conversations. The dining table overflowed with food—lechon, seafood platters, pancit, and desserts that made my stomach rumble.It would've been a pleasant night.Until they arrived. My five cousins. The same five who used to bully me as a child.Great. Just what I needed."Hey, there, Diana! It's true, you've changed a lot!" Clara, the loudest of the bunch, grinned as she eyed me from head to toe."I know, right?" another one chimed in, flipping her hair. "You used to be so awkward and quiet. Now, you look... expensive."I pressed my lips together. Compliment or insult? Hard to tell."Of course," my aunt cut in, beaming. "She's about to marry Ruther Yanno Wrevco, after all! You're
DIANAHaving hope of escaping this marriage is useless.There's a 0.009% chance of getting out of it.Pathetic odds.I'm 25, thriving, and still chasing my modeling dreams—not looking to be shackled to some arrogant, egotistical, walking-red-flag of a man.But fate? Oh, she's a cruel little bitch."You had a dream about him last night, Diana. Looks like you'll be eating your words again."Heather. My ever-so-supportive friend, grinning at me like she already knows my fate.I shot her a glare, my eyes practically screaming shut up. "Excuse me?"She shrugged, sipping her cocktail juice. "You always speak your mind, Diana. Just stop being so problematic."Then, as if she hadn't just ruined my day, she tapped my shoulder and smirked."You two are a match made in heaven."And just like that, she strutted off to her so-called date, leaving me alone to stew in frustration.Match made in heaven, my ass.After finishing my meal in peace at a Korean restaurant, I decided to follow up on my appl
DIANA"Hmmmm... ughhhh, Ru... Ruther... f-fuckkk," I whimpered, my voice breathy and desperate as his tongue delved into my soaked folds.I arched against his mouth, gripping his soft, tousled hair and pressing him closer, needing more. My legs widened instinctively, granting him full access.And he took it.A deep groan rumbled from his throat as his t*ngue flicked and licked, devouring me like he couldn't get enough.His large hands cupped my br*asts, kneading them gently at first, then rougher, his thumbs rolling over my sensitive peaks. One hand slipped down between my legs, his long fingers joining his tongue in their assault on my already swollen, aching pearl."Ruuu... Ruther... ughh... so... good..." I moaned shamelessly.Then, without warning, his t*ngue left me.I gasped in protest, but my breath hitched when his fingers took its place, slipping past my slick folds, stretching me.It burned. God, it burned.I had never been touched like this before. My body was untouched—pur
DIANAThe dinner had been nothing short of a performance—a business negotiation disguised as a pleasant family gathering. I played my role well, smiling and nodding in all the right places, pretending that I wasn't seething inside.But now, as I stood in the dimly lit hallway just outside the restaurant's VIP section, I could finally breathe.Until he followed me."Leaving so soon?"I stiffened at the sound of his deep, smooth voice behind me.Of course, he wouldn't just let me escape.I turned around slowly, my white dress swaying as I faced Ruther Wrevco. He leaned casually against the wall, hands in his pockets, watching me like I was some amusing little puzzle he was eager to solve."I need air," I muttered, tilting my chin up defiantly."Ah. Escaping, then."His smirk was subtle, but the challenge in his tone was unmistakable."Not everything is about you, Mr. Wrevco," I shot back.He chuckled. "I'd believe that if you weren't trembling the second I walked into that room tonight.
DIANAI wore a flowy, plain white dress, letting my hair cascade down my shoulders in soft waves. Simple. Elegant. Exactly what my mother wanted. The white heels completed the look—pure and angelic, as she put it."Look at you, dear. Mr. Wrevco will surely be astonished by your look," she gushed, her eyes glowing with pride.I forced a small smile, knowing damn well that tonight wasn't about me. It was about them. My family. Their empire. Their hunger for more power, more wealth, more control.I was just the pretty little pawn in their game.We arrived at Blackbird Makati, one of the most luxurious restaurants in the city. Of course. Everything had to be extravagant, impressive—as if Ruther Wrevco wasn't already drowning in gold.Did they really think dressing me up and parading me in this grand setting would make me excited to marry him?The hostess guided us through the restaurant to the former control tower—an exclusive VIP area. The lighting was dim, the atmosphere intimate.Appet
DIANAJust like Princess Anneliese in Barbie as The Princess and the Pauper, it is my duty to obey my parents' order. But unlike her, I don't have a Julian to help me escape this cruel destiny.'You must marry him, Diana! No buts! It's final!'My father's words echo in my mind, bouncing back like a curse. What the h*ll did I do to deserve this punishment? If this were a crime, it would be a capital sentence.I leaned back against the couch, dragging my hands down my face in frustration. I needed to forget this miserable day.I dialed my best friend's number."What now?" Heather greeted with an annoyed tone. I knew she was rolling her eyes."As usual, got another problem here, Athe. Let's hang out tonight."I heard her soft chuckle.'Whatever it is, there's only one solution, Diana. I'll buy men for you.'I rolled my eyes. Here we go again."You know, they only s*ck n*pples and l*bias, not the problem itself, Athe. So, no thanks. Keep that to yourself."Her maniacal laughter rang in my...
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