Olivia is in charge of the nightclub, but at the same time, she is one of the members of the organized crime. She leads a double life to avoid being discovered. During the day, Olivia is a simple pastry chef, but at night, she transforms into an untamed woman with a dark aura. Noah is the typical wealthy, handsome, and intelligent man. However, he is not as perfect as everyone thinks; he has more than one secret that only a few know about.
+OLIVIA+
"Destiny or life always take care of surprising you... Longing for something you can't have is a failure, because you have what you have because you choose to have it, and I don't say this because it bothers me, I say it because one has the power to have what they want and not what they dream of, since a dream vanishes at the same time as a puff of smoke or the ticking of a clock. The night is my sweet friend, darkness my loyal companion, and my destiny... my great enemy!
"Excuse me, ma'am," I stop just steps away from the exit of the nightclub. "Rest, because you'll need it, as in a few hours it will be the night of the games and... the secret guest's night." I glance at him, and his malicious smile doesn't surprise me.
"I don't see why you're so happy," I exclaim arrogantly.
Ponky is one of the workers at the club, a bootlicker, and even more so with the people he finds convenient. I despise people like him, but I have to tolerate him because he is respected when it comes to leading.
"But ma'am, it benefits us because the great secret guest is the right-hand man of our master, Lobreguez," he says, and I roll my eyes upon hearing the master's name.
"Ponky, don't be a blabbermouth, remember that we can't mention the master," I mutter under my breath, turning around to meet his gaze. "We can't name the master because he is darkness itself, and he knows everything; one of the things he abhors is being mentioned when we don't need to."
"I'm sorry, ma'am," he softens his voice and lowers his gaze.
"Close the club, and don't forget that the girls have to come an hour earlier," I ordered, piercing him with my cold gaze. "Everything will be under your responsibility."
"I assure you they won't fail," he nods, and that ends the conversation for me as I decide to turn around and leave.
In this job, one cannot afford to have a flexible character because nobody will give you the respect you deserve. Arrogance is one of my hidden attributes, and it satisfies me when I put someone in their place. In this dark world, friends don't exist, and even less so do confidants. One guards and protects their own skin because whoever seeks trouble finds death.
Ah, exhaustion welcomes the dawn with open arms, and a wave of cold air makes me shiver. I walk through the streets of my beautiful city, Auckland, and I have no fear that something or someone will cross my path because I am the path. Over and over again, the endless whisper of the streets penetrates my mind, asking over and over again, who am I and what do I want.
I am Olivia Clark, a girl who leads a double life. One side of me presents the face of innocence to humanity and society, while the other is an arrogant, imposing, and controlling woman. My conscience reproaches me for the double life I lead, but my daytime personality is a façade to hide my true identity, which only a few should know about.
During the day, I am the unsuspecting girl who wants to survive with the sole purpose of making ends meet and paying the rent. The only way I can do that is by baking homemade cookies and selling them at nearby cafés. The only person who knows about my childhood and the innocent part of my life is my friend-sister.
Norma is my friend, sister, and ally. Yes, I can sleep peacefully with her, but always with the mask on, as I can't confess the other side of Olivia to her. My life is like Russian roulette, with danger lurking and fluctuating.
The first thing I do when I step into the building where my small apartment is located is go to the restroom near the entrance, the same restroom the security guard uses. It's all to change my clothes and put on a sports outfit.
Ah, I know this is tiring, but it's a way to maintain two lives in one. Everything can be difficult, but never impossible. The idea is for my friend to believe that I have a daily exercise routine.
At night, I open my eyes when she closes hers, and before proceeding with the change of mask and identity, I have to make sure she's in a deep sleep and that the sleeping pills will help until the next day.
While she sleeps, Olivia Clarke comes to life as an unruly lady. The security guard receives a monthly payment with the agreement that he won't say anything and certainly won't ask stupid questions.
Sometimes I think it wouldn't be a bad idea to buy an apartment where I could have everything that Norma can't see and thus hide my belongings, my attire, and the lady's mask.
My excuse for having elegant clothing in my closet is that it's borrowed and all I do is wash and iron it to earn some extra money. Norma buys the story and is happy because it's an additional income for the apartment.
Every day, when I enter the apartment at the same time, Norma gets up to get ready and go to work at the café two blocks away from here.
When she finishes her work shift, she comes straight home to have dinner, complain, dream, and take a pill to sleep like a good girl.
"Good morning!" I shouted after closing the door.
"Olivia... I need you," I dropped the bags I had in my hands and ran towards the source of the screams.
"Norma," I entered the room and stopped in my tracks as I saw her going through my closet.
"Why haven't you taken her clothes?" she said, pulling out one of the dresses I wore three days ago.
I took a deep breath and let go of my nervousness.
"Norma, ah," I slapped my forehead, "it's just that Mrs. Gabriela asked me to keep her fine clothes for a few days," I hesitated, and she looked me up and down.
"That old lady should pay you more because this apartment is not a dry cleaner," her annoyance was evident. "Besides, she doesn't pay you enough to have all her things in your closet," she ranted.
Oh, if only you knew that everything you see, and desire, is nothing more and nothing less than mine.
"Please, Norma," I softened my voice, and every word that came out of my mouth was one plea after another, "I can't afford to be arrogant and let go of this small job," I took a step forward. "It doesn't bother me to have Mrs. Gabriela's things," I made a sad face emoji, "besides, she just told me I can take whatever I want, and she might even raise the price of each item a little."
I just hit the jackpot, and I know she's drooling over wearing all those clothes in the closet.
"No... No, or rather, yes, but at the same time, no," she contradicted herself and struggled with her own thoughts.
"Come on, Norma, choose the dress you want to have," I pointed to the closet.
Emily Brow is a girl with a lot of life ahead of her, "literally". At the age of twenty-two, she has achieved many things, one of which is being an exemplary daughter to her parents. However, for herself, she is a lie disguised as a saintly virgin, as her personality is that of a rebellious girl yearning for her freedom. Her parents take care to support her in whatever she decides, as Emily is their only daughter, Daddy's princess! Her level of grades in university gives her all the trust she needs; study leaves, money, luxuries, and unconditional love. Even though she knows she is a fraud, her conscience always repeats that she deserves everything her parents give her because they only expect a daughter who excels in studies, and that's what she does. "Being one of the top achievers at the University of London." She has disguised her mischiefs, late-night studies are an illusion, a disguise for her parents, as the true scenario is going out partying with her friends and getting drunk. And to this day, Emily's mischiefs have not been discovered, at least not by her parents, but the same cannot be said for her friends. The nocturnal streets of London bear witness to Emily's pure fun and all the encounters she has with the night lover, "the Russian mobster." Nikolay is the Russian she met that night of partying and whom she can't help but see now. Nikolay came to London for the organization's business and ended up staying after meeting that girl who he can't get out of his mind today. It started with a "hello," then a dance, and they ended up sharing a kiss that marked both of their hearts. + "No, please, don't go with him," Emily's friend drops to her knees to catch her right leg, preventing her from taking a step. "Your parents and your friends need you, please, that man..." "Shhh, that man is the one I love, please, I want you to respect my decision." "But... my brother." "Don't talk to me about your brother, he doesn't even know what he wants. Promising me love! Ha, why make promises when he has a pregnant woman." "I don't want to defend him, he cares about you a lot and..." "And you're doing it again. I'm sorry, but I have to go." Emily slowly lowers herself to the same level as her friend. "I love you, and I want you to always remember that. That man you're afraid of is nothing less than the man I love and want for the rest of my days. I don't care how much danger I'm in or what I have to leave behind." The pain and words of Emily are so sincere that it was very difficult for her to make the decision to distance herself from her family. For her, Nikolay is not the man who gives her the love that any masculine man can offer. What kind of qualities should the perfect man have for Emma? Simple! She has always desired a rugged, strong, protective, romantic, thoughtful, daring, and faithful man.
Leo arrived at the Kosvolk mansion in desperation, and unintentionally stumbled upon the woman who would be his contracted wife. However, his eyes were met with a regrettable surprise upon meeting the only daughter of the mafia boss Dimitriy. Leo determined that he would never commit himself to a spoiled, pampered, and indulged girl, as it would be an insult to him and the Novikov name. Little does he expect that the mafia boss's daughter has her own tricks up her sleeve, including the power of seduction. Will he be able to resist the charms of the girl who has it all?
He screamed in despair, furious about the small clause in Müller's will (marriage) that had halted what was already destined, after waiting two years to determine who would be the owner of everything. Adal Müller had to desperately search for the perfect candidate who could help him achieve his goal of "completely obtaining the inheritance." With great desperation, he asked his secretary to marry him, assuring her that it would be temporary. However, she refused and confessed that she would marry her boyfriend and was not interested in his lucrative proposal. But all was not lost, as she came up with the great idea of introducing him to a friend who would be willing to accept his proposal in exchange for money. Who is she? Who is Gisela Fischer? Would she accept to marry the great magnate Adal Müller? The secretary continued to sweet talk him, promising that her friend would accept and that both would win; one would gain the entire inheritance and the other would receive the extra money she needed."
Harry Green is a dominant, handsome, and seductive man. His egocentric, cold, and responsible personality is and will be apparent to society because respect is one of his attributes, while at night his daring and dark side comes to light when one of the mall employees discovers her boss's great secret. Alexandra Morin is the girl who drives the unbreakable Harry Green crazy.
The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart-divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance-not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life-one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is... Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?
“You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don’t we get married?” Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful tycoon. Jayden thought Elyse only married him for his money, and planned to divorce her when she was no longer of use to him. But after becoming her husband, he was faced with a new dilemma. “She keeps asking for a divorce, but I don’t want that! What should I do?”
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .