CHAPTER 5
Author: AL Farwa
last update2026-06-15 01:51:53

Carina leaned her entire body weight against Darius as they walked toward the brightly lit club exit. Her heart beat incredibly fast against her chest. She realized his hidden identity was far more complex and terrifying than she ever imagined. He was not just a rich businessman. He was a supreme king of the underworld. She completely admired his silent immense power. She knew she had to win him over tonight.

"My head spins so much." Carina wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. "Please take me back to my hotel room."

"I will call a driver for you." Darius held her waist carefully to keep her steady.

"No driver." Carina pressed her soft cheek against his dark coat. "You must take me upstairs yourself."

In the dark corner of the VIP lounge, Gina watched them leave. Gina narrowed her eyes in pure utter disgust. She grabbed her expensive phone quickly. She dialed Caroline immediately.

"What do you want?" Caroline held the phone to her ear with absolute freezing coldness.

"Your pathetic loser husband is here at the club." Gina watched the front door with a mocking smirk. "He is dragging some drunk woman out right now."

"He is absolute dirt." Caroline rolled her eyes in sheer disgust. "He cannot even afford a decent meal without my money. Who would want a useless piece of trash like him?"

"It looks exactly like Carina." Gina shook her head in complete disbelief. "Why would a successful woman touch your dirty servant husband? He truly belongs in the street garbage."

"He is probably begging her for a cheap menial job." Caroline examined her flawless manicure under the bright light. "He knows I am divorcing his worthless self. He is a pathetic parasite looking for a new rich host to drain."

"Are you seriously letting him roam around the city?" Gina took a slow sip of her bright red cocktail. "People will think you tolerate this pathetic behavior."

"Everyone already knows he is a useless loser." Caroline tapped her expensive shoes on the marble floor. "I only married him to please my grandfather. He has always been a cheap maid in my beautiful mansion. Now he is acting like a stray dog begging for scraps."

"He definitely looks like a dirty beggar." Gina pointed her glass toward the empty hallway. "He was holding her like he had never seen a real woman before."

"Because he is a completely repulsive creep." Caroline gripped her phone with pure venomous hatred. "He disgusts me. He is literal dirt beneath my expensive shoes. He is nothing compared to Lorenzo. Lorenzo is my absolute first priority and a true king."

"Should I follow them to the hotel?" Gina tapped her sharp shiny nails on the glass table.

"Do not waste your precious time on a loser." Caroline waved her hand with utter cruel indifference. "He is completely dead to me. Just let the trash take itself out."

The heavy hotel room door clicked shut loudly. Carina pushed Darius roughly against the solid wooden wall. She did not look drunk anymore. Her eyes burned with intense fiery desire. She wrapped her arms around his broad strong shoulders. She pressed her lips passionately against his mouth.

Darius froze completely for a single brief second. Three years of cold rejection and absolute misery clouded his tired mind. He finally felt wanted by a beautiful woman. He closed his eyes and kissed her back deeply.

"You are so incredibly perfect." Carina unbuttoned his dark coat with eager trembling fingers. "Caroline is a complete blind fool to throw you away like useless garbage."

"You drank way too much tonight." Darius held her bare arms gently but firmly.

"I am completely sober in my heart." Carina kissed his warm neck with intense burning passion. "I want to be yours tonight."

Darius ran his hands down her slim soft waist. His rationality slowly slipped away in the heated heavy moment. Carina pulled her expensive designer dress down her smooth shoulders. The soft fabric dropped completely to the carpeted floor. Darius let his heavy coat fall right next to her dress. The quiet room filled rapidly with their heavy fast breathing.

Suddenly, a loud obnoxious ringing noise pierced the silent room.

Darius stopped moving instantly. He recognized the specific custom ringtone immediately. It was his cold wife. His burning desire vanished completely in a single quick heartbeat.

"Ignore it completely." Carina pulled his handsome face back down toward her eager lips.

"I need to answer this call." Darius stepped back quickly and picked up his phone.

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