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The Dragon Lady

The Dragon Lady Qalif Loward is a man filled with good manners and dark secrets. His charm laid on his gentle features and green warm eyes. He was the kind man you would not expect to work under the most ruthless, powerful, and fiercest business woman in the industry. He was the man who stood behind Merrylia Selene Desilvia, the woman who hacked her way to the top with her terrifyingly intelligent mind, manipulative ways, and bold braveness. She dominated with an iron fist, making men and women alike quake before her dark eyes. Step by step she is making her way to her rightful throne while a waging war surfaced before him and her. They both had their secrets, and its bound to catch up with them. . . . . . . Merrylia Selene Desilvia is the epitome of intimidation. She was richest and most powerful young billionaire who conquered the business world by storm. Her past is a mystery and so is her enemies. Trust is a rotten meat on her tongue, a word she would not apply to anyone as she fought her way to the top, not even to the gentleman who calls himself a secretary. Qalif Loward is an open soul with a closed past. Behind his gentleness is a dark memory he tries his best to hide, even when it's catching up to him as he devotes himself to his work as a secretary; a seemingly harmless job. Qalif is about to realize that the world of trade doesn't limit itself in the four corners of the office. There is more to business than files and lunch meetings, and he might just end up being the nightmare he had once been and worked so hard to avoid. "We both have a dark past, mine just started even before I was born." - Qalif Loward

Jamie · perkotaan
Peringkat tidak cukup
54 Chs

43. Devil's Heart

They all stared at her, mouth open and eyes wide. As Qeira studied her mother's face, she could see the lines forming near her eyes. There were already strands of white in her otherwise jet black hair. But her eyes, it remained the same. Dark and spine chilling to those who were a stranger to her, but warm and welcoming to those she loved. Her mother sank in one knee and wrapped her children on vice tight hug. It was all too familiar to her and nostalgic to Xyra and Reina. Tears streamed down Qeira's face as she wrapped his arms on her mother's waist. It had been so long since she held her like this and still felt the same.

"M-mom..."

All the while, Quentin continued to stare slack-jawed at the scene in front of him. Is this real? Is this another one of his illusions. Slowly the woman who had the same face of his wife stood up and and walked closer to him before kneeling. Quentin's green eyes met her black orbs and a warm feeling pooled in his stomach.