chapter 3

Diana turned to Charles, her blue eyes softening as she tilted her head, a sweet, apologetic smile gracing her lips. Her manicured fingers traced along his cheek with practiced elegance.

"Sorry, baby, I can't go out with you tonight," she cooed, her voice honeyed with false regret. "You know how soft-hearted I am—I have to help my poor, helpless fellow."

Charles arched a brow, amusement flickering in his dark eyes. He knew Diana well enough to see through her act, but he played along, his lips curling into a small, knowing smile.

"No problem," he murmured, his voice smooth.

Diana grinned, pleased with his response. Looping her arms around his neck, she leaned in, her glossy lips parting slightly—

Only for Serra to snatch her wrist mid-air. "Let's go, my Lady Diana," Serra drawled, and her hazel eyes twinkling with mischief.

Diana huffed in irritation, but for the sake of keeping her ‘graceful’ image intact, she let herself be pulled away. Still, she turned back to Charles with a dazzling smile, blowing him a playful kiss. "Bye, baby! Sweet dreams!"

Charles watched them leave, his arms crossing over his chest, his expression unreadable. His gaze lingered on Serra's retreating figure, a flicker of something unreadable passing through his eyes.

Almost as if sensing the weight of his stare, Serra glanced back for a brief second—

But Charles had already averted his gaze, his face cool and composed.

And yet, a slow, knowing smirk tugged at his lips.

Serra exhaled, shaking her head before disappearing into the hallway, completely unaware of the glint in Charles' eyes.

[In the Room]

Serra plopped onto the bed, stretching her arms before reaching for her phone. Her lips curled into a smirk as she opened Jane's inbox.

Jane's message popped up instantly. "Serra, don't tell me you're actually going to sleep with her?"

Serra's gaze flickered toward Diana, who was standing by the mirror, inspecting the room like a queen choosing her throne.

Her smirk deepened. "Of course, Jane. Best sleep of my life tonight. 🙃" Her fingers flew across the screen as she typed.

[At a Restaurant]

Jane groaned, tossing her phone onto the table with an exasperated sigh. "This girl is impossible."

Across from her, Nicholas raised an eyebrow as he sliced into his steak with calculated precision. "What now?"

Jane shot him a look, her emerald eyes narrowing. "As if you don't already know."

Nicholas chuckled, shaking his head. "I'm just here for the morning entertainment. I can’t wait to see what Serra does to ‘Lady Diana.’"

Jane rolled her eyes, crossing her arms. "Not Diana. It's The Lady Diana," she corrected, mimicking Serra's exaggerated tone with perfect drama.

Nicholas smirked, tapping his fork against his plate. "Tsk. Okay, don't ruin your mood over it. You know Serra—she can handle herself." His voice was light,

but Jane caught the slight edge in it. She let out a slow breath, her expression darkening. "I just don't like Charles for her, Nick."

Nicholas leaned back, studying her with an unreadable look. "Yeah, he's got plenty of flaws, but if Serra doesn't care, what can we do?"

Jane clenched her jaw, frustration evident. "She's our friend. More than that—she's family to me. Of course, I'm concerned."

Nicholas' eyes softened slightly. Noticing the tension in her posture, he reached across the table, his warm hand covering hers.

"Jane, don't stress over it," he murmured, giving her fingers a reassuring squeeze. "Just enjoy your meal. I heard this place has the best steak in town."

Jane hesitated, her lips pressing together. Then, with a sigh, she finally picked up her fork. The moment the juicy, perfectly seasoned steak hit her tongue, her eyes widened in delight. A pleased hum escaped her. "Okay... this is good."

Nicholas' grin widened, satisfaction gleaming in his gaze. "Told you."

[introduction of characters]

Seraphina Calderon/Serra– The paradox of fire and ice

At 25 years old, standing 5'7, she was a striking contradiction of an innocent face masking a rebellious, untamed soul...

She wasn't the kind of woman who followed rules—but a rule breaker...!!

Black wavy hair streaked with brown framed her face perfectly, but it was her hazel eyes, encircled in black, that held an intensity impossible to ignore. And that tiny mole just below her lips? It was an unintentional invitation, a silent mark of effortless allure.

Leather jackets, ripped jeans, and combat boots were her armor, but it was the fire in her soul that truly set her apart. With a sharp tongue and a sharper mind, she walked like she owned the world and fought like she feared nothing...

Tomboy to the core clashed with undeniable curvey frame. she found freedom in speed—whether it was racing down the streets on her skateboard or dodging past obstacles with effortless precision. The thrill of the ride, the wind in her hair, and the adrenaline coursing through her veins—that was her definition of peace.

An only child of the Calderon family, she carried herself with the confidence of someone who never needed saving. Love? It was complicated. She had her heart tangled in a reckless crush on Charles Voden, yet fate had other plans...

And then there were her habits…

A Smoker who found solace in nicotine and a terrible liar, betrayed by the way her fingertips instinctively rubbed the tip of her nose whenever she bent the truth.

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Jane Finlay– the definition of soft warmth

Wrapped in an unshakable heart, aged 24 with 5'2 height. Her long, caramel-brown waves framed a face that could soothe even the most restless souls. And her emerald green eyes, circled with a dark ring, held a depth of kindness that was rare in a world so harsh.

Loving. Caring. Selfless.

She was the type to put others first, to heal wounds—both seen and unseen.

Despite being an orphan, Jane never lets the absence of a family make her bitter. Instead, she built her own—with Serra, Nicholas, and those lucky enough to be in her life.

She was not just Serra's best friend—she was her home..

And when it came to Nicholas? Her love for him was deep, unwavering, and filled with the kind of purity that made it impossible to ignore.

But don't mistake her softness for weakness. She wasn't afraid to stand up for the people she loved.

And if you hurt them? Well, even the sweetest souls have their limits...

Nicholas Jones– soft yet fierce

Kind, loyal, and effortlessly charming. At 25 years old, standing 6'1", with a   unique shade of ash-blonde hair, stormy gray eyes, and a chiselled jawline, he carried both strength and warmth with effortless grace.

Born into wealth but valuing loyalty above all, he is Serra's best friend and Jane's devoted, caring boyfriend—a steady and loving presence everyone relied on.

But beneath his easy smile lies an unshakable will. Nicholas isn't just a lover; he's a fighter—a man who would stand against the entire world for the woman he loves. Whether it's offering a comforting hand or becoming an unbreakable shield, he will fight, endure, and protect without hesitation, and can leave any throne for his Love without giving a second thought.

Charles Voden– playboy fox

Charming, arrogant, and rich spoiled brat he was born to be.

24 Years old hunk with 6 feet height and With thick, jet-black hair, a clean-shaven jaw, and long black lashes framing his dark eyes, he was used to people staring, and low-key he enjoyed it making him more prideful...

Flirty and effortlessly confident, and collecting admirers like trophies.

and of course, Serra's crush, but Diana Webber’s boyfriend...

Diana Webber– a cunning beauty

A walking definition of allure and arrogance. With platinum blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, and flawless porcelain skin, she was impossible to ignore...

At 5'8, she carried herself like royalty—graceful, confident, and always in control.

As Charles Voden's girlfriend, Diana knew how to play the game. Manipulative, sharp, and always in the spotlight, she wasn't just admired—she was envied. Attention was her oxygen, and power was her obsession...

That's all with the main cast.

Thank you for reading my story.

Xoxo 😘

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