Thrown into a crossfire between secret underground organizations, Alyssa, an Assassin of the Bloodthorn Organization is sent on a crucial mission to infiltrate the wealthy elite Devon family, which away from the eyes of the public, secretly held the power of the underground Mafia group dangerously known as the Shadow organization. Alyssa's perfect plan was to intrude as the perfect daughter-in-law. But what happens when she ends up with the youngest heir when her schemes were meant for the leader himself?
Deep pants and heavy breaths eroded the dark and lonely street, accompanied with that came the incessant footsteps of emergency.
It appeared it wasn't just one.
A palm laid an unexpected grasp on the dim street lamp, whose light fluctuated eerily, giving off a creepy vibe to the desolate area.
A slim silhouette who was struggling hard to clutch onto the grasp of life, panting hard, finding difficulty in catching her breath.
With a hand on her chest, and the other, holding strongly to the street lamp's pole.
Unfortunately, luck appeared to not be on her side.
"Hurry, this way!"
The voice of the men chasing behind her echoed fearfully.
Making her gasp in shock with dread painted vividly in her wet eyes.
Even in the dark, just one look and one would be able to spot the sweat dripping through her face, the fear of an innocent girl in her eyes.
Having not much time, Alyssa withdrew her clamp fingers from the pole and began sprinting for her life.
Praying to whatever God there is that she shouldn't end up as prey to these horrendous wolves after her life.
Luckily for her, due to her petite figure, she was able to outrun them with a measurable distance despite the warning waves of fatigue and exhaustion that seems to be taking a toil on her puny body.
It has been exactly an hour and some minutes that she had been trying to evade these groups of dangerous men constantly chasing after her.
She didn't know what they wanted, or who they could be.
Perhaps thieves?
Worst was that, she isn't in possession of any valuable thing that would warrant them to chase her, she isn't even holding a bag!
Furthermore, the way they pursued her without giving up, only led her to one single conclusion; they were definitely after her life!
Alyssa struggled to increase her pace knowing they were catching up to her, but her strength failed her.
Her dark eyes were already moist with tears, and her ragged figure already exhausted.
Deep down she knew she couldn't go further.
Her step slowed down as the thought of giving up crossed her mind.
She's powerless against these five burly men. What could she do except submit?
Her breath turned heavier, she couldn't muster the strength to move her feet any longer.
It was in the middle of the night, was she really going to die this way with her lifeless body found in the dumpster by the next morning?
She couldn't help but sob.
"Get her! Hurry up! We shouldn't flunk this, or else we are goners!"
Despite her detoriating senses, she heard the words of the gangster loud and clear.
Which roused her suspicion, it was indeed as she had thought.
Someone wanted her!-either dead or alive.
This only grew Alyssa's fear, her weak body spasmed with a shudder just thinking about it.
What is she supposed to do now?!
A sudden will to be alive overwhelmed her, and she thought; she couldn't let whatever wicked plans these people, or the mastermind behind the scenes, had, succeed.
Pulling the last ounce of strength left in her body, she ran faster, picking up her pace again.
"Catch her! She's going away!" the dangerous voice sounded aggravated.
Just ahead, her line of sight came across a hollow beam of yellow light in the dark.
Her heart sped.
All this while, she never looked back, scared that she might be intimidated by their nearness, and somehow lose her courage to escape.
But now...now was different.
Alyssa took a peek behind her, and to her dismay, they were rapidly closing in on her.
Faster than she had imagined.
Rather than being intimidated, it worked the opposite way.
She paced for her life, heading towards that little light that seems to be screaming 'safety.'
Finally!
Her mind went a tad calm when she approached the heavily fixed metal door.
By then, the footsteps of the men where already resonating at her back.
"Oh no, oh no," her demure voice shook in fright.
Her heartbeat pounded erratically with every step and shout she heard closing in.
Unclamping her soaked palms, she held onto the door handle, her eyes closed while she muttered incoherent sentences that sounded like prayers.
Taking a leap of fate, she pulled down on it and to her greatest surprise, the metal door produced a rumbling sound as it slided open.
Alyssa exhaled, without wasting a second she intruded right into it, but it was too late to shut back the door-the men were already at her neck.
"She's getting away, grab her!"
It appeared to be an underground parking lot.
More surprisingly, tons of luxurious and expensive cars filled the space.
Alyssa thanked her stars for this, and hurriedly ran to a corner to shield herself.
Unfortunately, her tiny silhouette was spotted easily underneath the dim light the lot exhumed.
She was being chased mercilessly and had begun to feel the impact on her body.
"Quick, spread out and get her!" the one who seemed to be the big boss amongst them ordered, and in no time, the other four didn't hesitate to execute his instructions.
Alyssa had met a dead end!
Behind her was a sturdy wall of the vast parking lot.
Opposite, assembled the brawny men, looking down at her like a prey worth wasting energy on.
The smug smirk the leader of their gang administered to her, made her spine freeze.
"Little lamb," he called out mockingly.
"there's no place to run to anymore."
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
"Because of her stepsister’s tricks, Christine Stock had hated her husband, Franklin Brook, for so long. Whenever her husband tried to get close to her, she felt like being teased by a bastard. It’s not until almost the last moment of her life that she suddenly realized that her husband was the only person who loved her truly and sincerely in the world. She was so regretful about what she did to her husband, but she had left her husband alone. Fortunately, she got a chance to restart her love. At a business banquet, she met her husband Franklin again. Franklin, who is the CEO of a large company, is still handsome, gentle and humorous as he used to be. Immediately she saw him, Christian made a decision to win him back...as well as her title of Mrs Brook."
Renea was trying the wedding dress, when suddenly the man rushed in the dressing room and held her neck tightly... “Bitch! Are you still trying to pretend innocent!” Jasper said as he tightened his grip on her neck and choked her harder. Then he used his other hand and took out the phone from his suit pocket and played the video of two people having sex in front of Renea… However, what was even more shocking, was that the woman in the video was, Renea Morris, however, the man in the video was not Jasper. Renea struggled to take a phone away from Jasper’s hand and tried to explain, “Jasper, it was not what you think… I… I can…” Jasper looked at Renea with his eyes full of disgust, as he said, “Let’s call of the wedding. I can’t marry a woman like you.” After saying that Jasper walked out of the shop Renea chase after Jasper... But then she sees Jasper passionately kissing her sister Kailey. And she hears everything, that her sleeping with strange men was all a plan of the vipers of the last two days, and that their goal was to get out of this stupid marriage. Even her adopted parents were also involved in this matter... They all do this with her because of the inheritance left by her grandfather... Renea heart was filled with anger and she wanted to expose their true colors to the public... However before she could do anything, Kailey had pushed her in front of the car and she got killed... However, when Renea open her eyes, she found herself sitting in the car with Kailey... She realized that she was reborn and went at the time when everything started... Renea looked at the people who had hurt her in her previous life and her lips curled up in a cold smile... She was back... However, this time... she was back for revenge...
In their three years of marriage, Chelsea had been a dutiful wife to Edmund. She used to think that her love and care would someday melt Edmund's cold heart, but she was wrong. Finally, she couldn't take the disappointment any longer and chose to end the marriage. Edmund had always thought that his wife was just boring and dull. So it was shocking when Chelsea suddenly threw divorce papers at his face in front of everyone at the Nelson Group's anniversary party. How humiliating! After that, everyone thought that the formerly-married couple would never see each other again, even Chelsea. Once again, she thought wrong. Sometime later, at an award ceremony, Chelsea went onstage to accept the award for best screenplay. Her ex-husband, Edmund, was the one presenting the award to her. As he handed her the trophy, he suddenly reached for her hand and pleaded humbly in front of the audience, "Chelsea, I'm sorry I didn't cherish you before. Could you please give me another chance?" Chelsea looked at him indifferently. "I'm sorry, Mr. Nelson. My only concern now is my business." Edmund's heart was shattered into a million pieces. "Chelsea, I really can't live without you." But his ex-wife just walked away. Wasn't it better for her to just concentrate on her career? Men would only distract her—especially her ex-husband.
Life was perfect until she met her boyfriend's big brother. There was a forbidden law in the Night Shade Pack that if the head Alpha rejected his mate, he would be stripped of his position. Sophia's life would get connected with the law. She was an Omega who was dating the head Alpha's younger brother. Bryan Morrison, the head Alpha, was not only a cold-blooded man but also a charming business tycoon. His name was enough to cause other packs to tremble. He was known as a ruthless man. What if, by some twist of destiny, Sophia's path were to intertwine with his?
When they met again, Jason cast aside his paranoia and pride, warmly embracing Chelsey. "Please, come back to me?" For three years, she had been his secretary by day and his companion by night. Chelsey had always complied with his requests, like an obedient pet. However, when Jason declared his plans to marry another, she chose to stop loving him and to let go. But life took unexpected turns. His unyielding pursuit, her pregnancy, and her mother's greed gradually pushed her to the brink. Eventually, she endured tremendous suffering. Five years later, when she returned, she was no longer the woman she once was. Yet he had spiraled into five years of chaos.