Some stories start off like a fairytale.
Some start off mediocre.
Phoebe's started with untold tragedies.
With a burning desire for freedom.
A father who hates her.
Where she’s taught neglect and abuse is love.
She will stop at nothing to escape and reach her dreams.


Taeyung was a boy raised to be a monster.
A man with a deadly obsession.
Where power through fear and blood became a second language.
Her fire, her bite, her strength.
It was a trap and he fell right in.
Consumed by a desperation to own her.
He’d burn the world for her.
Tear down empires.
Nothing will stop him.
He would have her or no one else would.

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*This is a slow burn, enemies to lovers, Cinderella story with a kick ass female lead, who breaks through your typical narrative. The male lead is toxic and has a lot of growth to make but he does grow! So give him a chance, he may impress you*

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I stood in front of our bedroom mirror, trying to decide if I looked too dressed up.


I was wearing a deep emerald, green dress that fell just below my knees, fitted around my waist before flowing slightly at the bottom. The sleeves were long and slightly sheer, with delicate lace around the cuffs. The neckline wasn't too low, but it showed just enough to make me feel pretty without feeling like I was trying too hard.


I paired it with black stockings and black heels.


My hair was curled loosely around my shoulders, and I had put on a small pair of gold earrings Omoni had given me.


I stared at myself for another few seconds.


I still wasn't used to dressing up for family dinners.


Especially family dinners where I was actually considered family.


I heard the bedroom door open behind me.


Chapter 224 - Confrontation