The curtains of her chambers swung open as Clarissa stormed in, her heart pounding with a furious rhythm, her eyes red and swollen from tears that had yet to dry. Her fists were clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white. She scanned the room with a wild gaze, her breath hitching when it landed on the one person responsible for the storm raging within her "Who...who is there?" Estelle stuttered, her hands fumbling on the bed as she tried to find her staff. Fear gripped her voice. "You!" Clarissa shouted her voice pierced the silence, raw and full of venom. She advanced towards Estelle, who was struggling to rise, her movements unsteady and hesitant, like a deer caught in a hunter's sights. "Lady Clarissa? ...is that you? Please help me with my staff," Estelle asked, confused and desperate. Her clumsy attempts only fueled Clarissa’s rage. Without warning, Clarissa slapped Estelle hard, making her stumble. "My lady!" Estelle cried, holding her face as tears welled up. "You whore! How dare you touch what belongs to me!" Clarissa screamed, her voice shaking with anger as she slapped Estelle again and again. Estelle collapsed in tears, raising her hands to protect herself. Clarissa grabbed her hair, forcing her to look up. "Speak! Say something!" Clarissa demanded. her voice cracking under the weight of her emotions "My lady, I would never touch what’s yours. I am only but a slave" Estelle sobbed. "Really? Well, I would have to say you're one ambitious slave" Clarissa spat. "I treated you well, and you stab me in the back? You dare to look at King Arauna?" She yanked Estelle’s hair harder. "Though, how could you? You’re blind. Still, you managed to seduce the king!" she shrieked, pulling Estelle up by her hair only to strike her across the face once more. Estelle's cries grew louder, her hands clutching at her hair, shaking her head in frantic denial. Just then, the curtains flew open again, and the regal figure of the Queen Mother entered, her presence instantly commanding the room. Clarissa’s rage interrupted. "What is this, Lady Clarissa?" the Queen Mother asked coldly. Clarissa’s anger faded, and she lowered her gaze. "Your Majesty," she greeted quietly, still gripping Estelle. as if the action alone could justify her behavior. "You don’t seem yourself today," the Queen Mother observed, her gaze sharp. "Your Highness, please forgive me. I am merely showing this slave her place," Clarissa replied, though her voice lacked the earlier fire, now tinged with uncertainty. "You tend to forget that this is my palace, and you are no different from this slave. In fact, you are pulling the hair of your future queen," the Queen Mother declared, her tone laced with both authority and warning. "Pardon?" Clarissa released Estelle’s hair in shock. "This slave lured the king—my husband-to-be—and I, the future queen, demand her head!" Clarissa said, desperate now. The Queen Mother only chuckled. "My dear, you are only right about one thing: this slave laying with the king. But as per our tradition, a man is to marry any woman he defiles. So, dear, this slave will be your queen," the Queen Mother narrated, her voice carrying the weight of finality "What?" both Estelle and Clarissa gasped. "The king would never allow this!" Clarissa protested weakly. "Well, I have the final say in this kingdom, so the king's words matter not. Take the slave and prepare her for her wedding!" the Queen Mother ordered, her voice brooking no argument. Her escorts moved forward, seizing Estelle and leading her away, leaving Clarissa standing there, her world shattered in an instant. Do you believe in magic, it's a question most people who say no to That is estelle an unfortunate slave born in the times of the medievals. Lived a sad pathetic life and there is Amaris the daughter of a billionaire born in the twenty first century, what happens when these two extremely different world meet. This meeting could only grantee a huge turn in estelle life one that would leave everyone bewildered.

One little favor was all it took to unravel Adria’s life. As the second twin of Aurora, she never imagined that helping her sister elope with her lover would lead to unimaginable consequences. To buy her sister time to escape, Adria assumes Aurora’s identity for just one day, deceiving Aurora’s psychotic, blind billionaire husband. But when this vengeful man discovers the twins' ruse, he’s determined to make Adria pay the ultimate price for her sister's betrayal. Now a captive in his twisted world, Adria faces a relentless tormentor who thrives on her suffering. Will she find a way to escape and tame the beast, or will his thirst for revenge consume them both? After all, a man with a wounded heart is as dangerous as an untamed lion.

I rushed into his office after making sure no one saw me, I went to his table rummaging through the piles of documents hoping to see something " come on there must be something incriminating here" I muttered, I was so busy that I didn't notice when the door flew open "Who are you?" A deep husky voice echoed through the room, I stood still backing the intruder, actually, I was the intruder, backing the owner of the office I was searching. My mouth went dry, and my palms sweaty fully aware of who I was dealing with. " turn around!" The voice ordered, I slowly did as he said giving the most genuine smile I could muster. " Emery?" He asked, his eyes softened as he came closer "Uncle!" I echoed a little too excitedly " what brings you here" he said staring intensely at me before taking notice of the paper in my hands, he snatched it and dropped it on the table raising his brows, I guess it's my turn to speak " What a lovely, surprise what are you doing here " I asked still holding my smile " I should be asking you that, this is my office," he said in the most lowest and dangerous tone I have ever heard " come on can't I pay my uncle a visit anymore?" I said on my tip toes placing my arms over his shoulders "Uncle?" He asked removing my arms from his shoulder and holding it tightly as I winced struggling, " well...isn't that what I call you..." I stuttered, did I make a mistake I mean that was what I saw in Emery's dairy she calls this idiot her uncle. "Who are you?" He asked his eyes dark in anger, I swallowed as my heart increased in pace, and I began to contemplate on how to stop this man from suspecting me, one thing was for sure, I couldn't be caught else I would be dead meat and I certainly do not want to die in the hands of the most dangerous mafia boss in Italy. *************CLAIRE********************** After being bullied by her classmates and cousin, cheated on by her boyfriend, and witnessing the brutal death of the man who tried to protect her, Claire's life takes a dark turn. The same people who vowed to make her days at Rome High International School a living hell leave her disfigured. However, Claire returns transformed—with a new face, a new personality, and a new perspective. She is determined to exact revenge and seize power from those who once wielded it over her. As she embarks on her mission, Claire grapples with lingering feelings for her ex-boyfriend, Andrea, and the complications that arise when Luca, a new love interest who happens to be a mafia boss and Andrea’s uncle, enters her life. Torn between her quest for vengeance and her undeniable attraction to these two men, Claire faces a tumultuous journey. Will Claire accomplish her mission, or will her emotions and the influence of these powerful men weaken her resolve? .