Diana Williams, a girl scarred due to an incident that happened when she was younger becomes the cold secluded CEO of the Williams enterprise until she comes across Richard Camefolt, the media sensation also known as the Nation's prince. Despite her trauma her walls were unknowingly let down with him by her side and slowly she falls for him only to discover he is a transmigrated soul in quest for revenge, at the peak of their Romance. Derek's original body recovers while Richard broke their deal sending Derek out of his body, and continued on with fooling Diana. With no idea of his real identity, Diana is left to find whom she really fell in love with, Richard or Derek.
"Mom, I'm off to work and I will be heading back home late tonight as I am working overnight. Don't wait for me." Derek talked with his aged mother who sat on the chair, looking at his face. She gently grabbed his hands, "I'm sorry you have to juggle jobs all the time just to afford my medicine and I know my request may sound ridiculous, but can you not go to work today. I have a bad feeling about it, please don't go." His mother said with a shaky voice as she struggled to talk.
"Mom, you worry a lot. Nothing will happen to me. As you know, you gave birth to a strong and able child. Nothing can ever harm me." Derek said with a puffed chest in bid to reassure his mother.
"Okay, but remember to be careful." she said, patting his head.
"Okay, okay now stop doing that, I am not a child anymore." He said as he stood up to grab his shoes before heading out.
Derek has been the one taking care of his mother ever since his dad left with another woman claiming his mother was old and soggy. This led to his mother constantly relying on drugs because she could not take the blow.
On getting to work, Derek saw a familiar figure at the entrance, making him frown. He thought of going through the back door but later decided to approach. Avoiding it would only make him look weak.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, annoyed at the intruder's presence, "as long as I remember, this is a public place, and you can't stop people from going and coming." Angela said, flipping her hair backwards.
Derek furrowed his brows with annoyance. He and Angela had dated each other before, and he could have brought the moon down for her, even though her family, the great Donald family, disagreed with their relationship, he still did everything in his power to please her, until the day he caught her pants down with a another man in her apartment, he was so depressed that period and all she could tell him was that he was not rich enough to her standards.
"Suit yourself." Derek snorted before entering the restaurant.
When he got in, he was called by his boss to go deliver some goods, which he happily accepted because he could not stand being stared at by that irritating bitch. The thought alone irked him.
After he left on his delivery scooter, Derek noticed an upcoming trailer heading for him. He shifted from his lane to another, but the trailer followed him as he moved, and the same circle was repeated over and over again.
Derek was sure someone was after his life but before he could swerve again to the other lane, it was already too late, the trailer had already collided with him.
Derek noticed a blurry figure step out of the truck heading towards him, "In your next life stay away from what is not yours," the figure sneered at him. Derek could recognize the voice as the guy with Angela that day.
Derek sincerely regretted not staying at home like his mother said. Maybe he would not have died in such a manner. His mother, he wondered how she would react to the news, he thought, before taking a deep breath and closing his eyes. He opened his eyes again to see a strange stylish roof over his head, making him confused. This wasn't his house, nor did it look like a hospital.
Derek stood up to walk around, then headed to the bathroom, he stood at the door stupefied. Everything there was made of gold and white and was sparkling clean.
Passing the mirror, Derek paused before turning back once more, his mouth hang open in shock as he held his face feeling confused.
This is Richard's face, the idol of country A, Derek stared at the mirror wondering what he was doing with Richard's face and why his eyes were so puffy.
"You died and entered my body, idiot! I can't believe out of all bodies in this world you had to pick my handsome body, and with the way you gawked at my bathroom, I'm sure you're a poor boy. Oh my God! do you know skin care routines? My skin is too delicate not to be taken care of, go back to your body now, you piece of shit. " A voice rang inside Derek's head.
"Who are you?" Derek said with confusion, "I'm the one and only Richard, who else??" The voice said, then two and two pieced together as Derek understood it all.
What only happened in books and movies had happened to him in reality, but why was his so different? Why didn't the spirit of the previous owner vanish completely?
"You wish, I could hear your thoughts, you know. " Richard snorted rudely.
"I didn't know you were such a talkative and curser.'' Derek stated, marveled at this idol's new behavior.
"Well, you have to give the people what they want to see. That's how it works in this industry, but now that you are controlling my body, I can curse as I like. " Richard replied smugly.
"Why Is your eyes this puffy?" Derek threw another question, curiously touching Richard's face.
"Well my fiancée cheated on me with my older brother, and you expect me to be happy, they are even getting married soon, and they want me to give them my blessings, like what the hell! Dude how can I bring myself to bless those that brought me pain?'' Richard explained in a sad voice.
"Sorry, but what are their names though?" Derek asked in a daze, feeling genuinely sorry for Richard as he too had gone through the same pain, "Angela Donald and Joseph Camefolt." Richard replied, with hate in his voice.
"I think I know why we were brought together into the same body. It's because the same people had betrayed us. I was dating Angela before she cheated on me with a guy just because I couldn't afford a bag she liked for her, but I didn't expect her to be such a bitch as this." Derek explained with clenched fists, as he gritted his teeth with anger.
"So it is settled, we are getting our revenge on them." Richard exclaimed, feeling joyful that he would be finally able to get back at those who hurt him.
"I would help you on one condition," Derek stated seriously.
"What?" Song Li asked, wondering what made Derek's mood change.
"You would allow me to go to my body when this is all over, or you would leave if I am already buried." Derek answered. He knew it sounded selfish, but he had to.
"I choose whether or not I'll leave, but if you have not been buried I will go to your body. I need a break from celebrity life." Richard replied in a tired voice.
"Okay then, let's go get our revenge." Derek said, staring straight into the mirror with cold gaze.
For a man whom she has spent 7 years with, married for 3, infertility was enough for him to cast her aside, replacing her with his mistress whom was already pregnant. But maybe getting cast aside was a blessing in disguise, Elisa returns home to regain her rightful place as the heiress of the Gilbert's house, and what follows after is the continuous regret of her Ex-husband. After all, the saying goes this way: You don't know the value of what you have until you lose it.
Whips, bruises and welts were all that Dora got in her daily life of living in her pack. But then she was sent out, banished into the human realm, where she knew no one, but who thought that she will end up in the most ruthless Mafia lord hands, the most mysterious and cold-hearted person among all men. Extract Whispers went around the room as they stared at the girl who looked scrawny before them, "auction price begins from 500 thousand" the auctioneer said, hoping to sell out the girl. "1million." Someone said, raising his panel up, causing Dora to look up with teary eyes unknowingly appealing a deadly predator. "I bid her 100 million." He said with a smile on his face as he had found a new prey to hunt daily.
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
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