The only granddaughter of Alister Cassius, Viviana, meets a tragic end at the hands of her treacherous boyfriend, Nico. Her seemingly perfect life shatters in an instant. But fate isn't done with her yet. Viviana wakes up not as herself, but as Liora-a girl forced to disguise herself as a boy to survive. Desperate to reclaim her former life, Viviana faces insurmountable odds. On one side stands Magnus, a ruthless mafia boss determined to see her dead. On the other is Argon, a cunning businessman whose charm hides a dangerous agenda. Both men are sworn enemies, yet fate has entwined their paths with hers in a dangerously romantic twist.
8th November was the date when Viviana Cassius's private jet landed, marking the end of yet another extravagant weekend abroad. Her trips were always special, punctuated by lavish shopping sprees in the most exclusive boutiques around the world. Everything about her screamed opulence and exclusivity.
Viviana's outfits were masterpieces, handcrafted by the finest seamstresses after being designed by top designers in the industry. Her jewellery was out-of-this-world unique, with accessories customised for her. But it wasn't just her lifestyle that turned heads; her beauty was equally striking. Though she was naturally pretty but she still made sure to ggo under the knife several times to get that flawless look that was unmatched.
Luck had been on Viviana's side since childhood and at times when it was not by her side, she simply bought. Life was that simple for her, as the sole heiress of Alister Cassius, an old and immensely wealthy business tycoon. Alister owned a chain of companies under the trademark of Cassius Inc, He held shares in every major industry in the country and was named the richest man of the country a few hundred times in several magazines. If he wished, he could practically name Viviana the queen of the country, and no one would dare contest it.
Awaiting Viviana's arrival was a long line of sleek, black cars, a testament to the protocol that ensured her journey back to the mansion would be smooth and undisturbed. As she descended the jet's steps, she surveyed her surroundings through her designer sunglasses, perched perfectly on her freshly sculpted nose. Behind her, a line of servants struggled with her mountain of baggage, the fruits of her latest shopping spree.
"Miss, welcome back," greeted a neat man in a black suit, his gloved hands clasped in respect, head slightly bowed. "The chairman is waiting for you at lunch. This way, please."
Viviana clicked her tongue, giving him a condescending look. "I have a meeting with a friend. I will see him tomorrow," she said, brushing past him.
"Miss, the chairman is not feeling well. He really wishes to see you," the man insisted, stepping in front of her to block her path.
"How dare you stop me? Do you wish to die?" she screamed, her face contorting with anger.
"Miss, these are orders from the chairman. He really wishes to see you. It has been a month since he last saw you. Please, Miss," he almost begged.
"Get out of my way," Viviana's voice dripped with icy resolve, her forehead veins popping as her fury peaked. The man didn't move from his spot as they were orders from her grandfather.
Viviana stood for a moment, glaring at him before snapping her fingers at her secretary, who was following closely. Instantly, her secretary handed over her phone. Viviana dialed a number, her lips pressed into a thin line.
"Hello?" A weak, shaky voice answered after a few rings. "Vivi! My child, I heard you landed. I sent some men to pick you up for lunch. I have your favorite food ready."
"That man! Fire him," Viviana demanded.
"Huh?" Alister paused, not understanding.
"What do you mean? Did something happen?" he asked, worry lacing his tone.
"He stood in my way! I am so angry I feel sick! Just fire him already!" she screamed. The man's face paled at her words, knowing speaking up would only make things worse.
"Okay, I will do as you say. Just come home," Alister pleaded, hoping to calm her.
"I am not going home today. I have plans with my friends. I will meet you tomorrow or so. Bye!" she said curtly, ending the call and handing the phone back to her secretary. She walked away arrogantly towards the airport's entry gate, leaving the cars and servants deserted. Her secretary followed closely, handing her a cup of cold coffee as they walked into the crowded terminal.
"Miss, your coffee," she said, giving it to Viviana, who paused to make another call.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the waiting area. A fragile boy, not older than fifteen, rushed through the crowd, slamming into Viviana and spilling coffee all over her. She fell backward, hitting the floor hard.
"Ack!" Viviana shrieked, grabbing the back of her head as excruciating pain shot through it. Though she had just fallen back, she clutched her head as if it had suffered a severe impact. Tears sprang to her eyes almost automatically. It felt as if someone had bashed her head with a heavy vase, causing it to split open, and she imagined blood spilling outwards. Her vision blurred, and her ears rang. She saw a bizarre vision: a few buttons of an elevator, blood on the floor, and some deceitful words. The pain persisted, and it was a scene she had never seen before, so it couldn't have been a memory. Yet, it was undeniably her in the vision. Time around her seemed to dilate, her ears ringing with bells of warning. Her own breathing became too audible to her. The pain grew more intense, and Viviana's grip around her hair tightened. Only when she felt a harsh jolt on her shoulder did she snap out of the painful vision and back to reality.
"Miss! Are you okay? Miss?" Her secretary's voice pierced through the fog.
Viviana blinked rapidly, trying to clear her vision. The faces of concerned onlookers came into focus, and the reality of the situation dawned on her. She was on the cold, hard floor of the airport, surrounded by a growing crowd.
"I... I'm bleeding," Viviana stammered, still holding the back of her head, finally letting out a breath that echoed in her head.
"You are?" The secretary's voice was filled with concern. "Where?"
"My head is bleeding! Can't you see that?" Viviana's chest heaved with panic, tears streaming down her cheeks. She glanced toward the boy who had caused the commotion. He was now trying to stand, his face bruised, his eyes dark and hollow.
"Miss, you're okay. You're not bleeding," the secretary reassured her.
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I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. "It's time to reveal your true identity, darling."
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.
When they were kids, Derek saved Norah's life. Years later, after Derek ended up in a vegetative state from a car crash, Norah married him without a second thought and even used her medical knowledge to heal him. For two years, Norah was devoted, seeking his affection and looking to settle her life-saving debt. But when Derek's first love returned, Norah, faced with divorce, didn't hesitate to sign. Despite being labeled as forsaken, few knew of her true talents. She was a race car driver, a famed designer, a genius hacker, and a renowned doctor. Regretting his decision, Derek begged for her forgiveness. Just then, a charming CEO intervened, embracing Norah and declaring, "Back off! She's my wife!" Taken aback, Norah blurted out, "What did you say?"
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"