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　　Charlotte, an elite hacker, accidentally triggers a transcendent [Otome System] and is thrust into the multiverse. Her role? The notorious villainess, the cannon fodder destined for a gory end. 　　The system's directive is simple: Make every male lead fall hopelessly in love with her and dismantle the original protagonist. 　　"A villainess script? Please, I was born to be the Main Character." 　　From a framed idol trainee to a disgraced werewolf outcast, she uses her genius intellect and lethal charm to hard-hack the plot of every world she enters. 　　"I’m going to flip the script and change the ending." 　　Whether it's the cold, repressed CEO, the fiery younger idol, the obsessive Werewolf King, or the two-faced screen legend — they all lose their minds for her. 　　(The obsessive CEO): "Don't you dare look at anyone else. You are the only one I see!" 　　(The Alpha King): "You can't flee my territory. Your blood? It belongs to me." 　　Just as the male leads' affection levels max out, the system demands a final choice. Will she… AUTHOR'S NOTE Daily Drops: 9 AM & 9 PM (UTC+8) The Promise: 16 Immersive Worlds | Exclusive Bonus Chapters for EVERY Male Lead! Join Charlotte and let the heart-hunting begin!

Branded as a defective omega and abandoned all her life, Clarissa finally discovers the truth... She is the lost daughter of the Alpha and Luna of Green Pack. But the happiness she dreamed of never comes. On her eighteenth birthday, she is accused of being a fraud and cast out as a rogue. Only later does she learn the betrayal was planned by someone closest to her… even before she was born. Five year later, Clarissa returns... not as a discarded daughter, but as the most important figure in the Empire. And this time, she wants revenge. "Those who cast me out… those who abandoned me… Now, I return, I'll make them pay.” ... Meanwhile, Richard Black, the Alpha’s eldest son with defective eyes, rises as one of the three candidates for the next Lycan King. His only wish is to reunite with the girl he loved. Clarissa. But when he finds Clarissa again, she is no longer the same. “No matter how you’ve changed, you are still the woman I love. And I will do anything to protect you.”

Feared by his kingdom, feared even by himself. One touch from him is death. Every woman Draven has ever cared for has died by his skin…turning desire into a weapon he can never control. Until he met her. Selin, a human village girl with nothing to offer but her stubborn will to survive, crashes into his world by accident, touches him…and lives! Now the man who has sworn never to love again can’t stay away from the one woman who should have died. His curse is weakening around her, or evolving into something far worse. Forbidden desires, and hidden enemies begin to close in, and a girl who should be dead survives a king who cannot touch her without risking her life.

A literal ‘red flag’ in a world that sees her as a threat. Excerpt: “You shouldn’t be here,” Zenon growled, his voice low, eyes dark with conflict as he leaned away. Elira looked up at him, lips parted and swollen. “Then why did you kiss me?” “I couldn’t resist you.” His arms tightened around her waist instead of letting go. “Then don’t,” she said, without breaking the gaze. “Remember, you asked for it.” Zenon’s eyes darkened with desire as his lips found the perfect spot on her neck. --- Elira Shaw was never meant to shine. Born an omega to a once-respected Beta bloodline, she’s lived as a ghost in her uncle's home, the acting Beta of the Ashfang Pack. After her parents' mysterious deaths when she was thirteen, Elira became little more than a servant to her aunt and cousin, Regina, the flawless Luna-to-be, groomed to marry one of the Alpha's sons. With no rank, no power, and no name worth remembering, Elira has long accepted her fate. But her fate transforms on her 18th birthday — the night of the grand mating ceremony. Not one, but the wolves of all three of Alpha Cyprus Ashford’s sons recognize her as their mate. The pack erupts into chaos. Regina's engagement plans crumble in fury. And Elira, the despised orphan, is suddenly the most important wolf alive.

"Was that a dream?" she whispered to herself, her voice trembling. Ariel sat up slowly, her teary eyes scanning the alien surroundings. The cave she found herself in wasn't of this earth—it shimmered with an ethereal glow. A gentle stream flowed nearby, the water reflecting silver light, and the chirping of unseen birds echoed like a celestial symphony. Her gaze shifted, and she froze. A heart-shaped lake stretched before her, its surface glimmering with liquid starlight. Around it, glowing rose petals floated and scattered, bathing the cavern in a soft, otherworldly luminescence. Night ruled here, painting everything in shades of magic and allure. A deep, resonant voice suddenly sliced through the serenity. "You're finally awake." Ariel's head whipped around. Standing before her was a man with piercing hazel eyes, arms crossed over a broad, muscular chest. He wore a long black hood that draped from head to toe, yet even in the shadows, his chiseled face glimmered with striking intensity. He smirked, his voice laced with mockery. "Look at you… such a frail thing. You look like you've been crying for years, tsk." Ariel's chest tightened with fear, yet something in his presence demanded her attention. She managed to whisper, "Wh—who are you?"

[A DARK FANTASY WEREWOLF NOVEL.] [COMPLETED.] [Sequel of Beast King’s Crippled Mate.] After being casted out of her pack for being a wolfless runt and refusing to be the sex slave for the Alpha of her pack, Odette finds herself strayed in the forbidden forest, all alone and in danger, ready to face her death. Until a seven-feet tall man wearing a skull wolf mask suddenly appears in front of her, and sweeps her by her feet. He imprisons her in a mysterious place called the Kingdom of Hollow Beasts in the far north. As the Alpha King of the kingdom, he showers her with lavish gifts and gentlest care, but forbids her to leave. Facing the strange behavior, Odette questions the Masked Alpha’s intention, only for him to stare at her with glowing red eyes, saying; “You can have anything you asked for, except for freedom. You shall never leave me. Not for the hundredth time.” * Join Odette as she uncovers the secret of the Masked Alpha and their past, watch her awaken her unique power as Moon Goddess’ favorite and restore the Masked Alpha’s hollow heart. - This is a Werewolf novel, as the Masked King is an Alpha who rules over all beastmen species. Weak-to-strong, amnesiac female lead x doting Alpha male lead with traumatic past. - Official Commissioned art by @Durudara Follow me on Instagram: @ForeverPupa Other book: Beast King's Crippled Mate [Completed.]

Their wolves know the truth. Their hearts feel it. Their minds refuse to believe it. Eric believes he’s cursed, his wolf buried so deep it barely exists. Sera believes she’s human, her wolf dormant to protect her life. He doesn’t know she’s his mate. She thinks he is an insane pervert. But the pull between them is undeniable—dangerous, burning, wrong… and yet impossibly right. When Eric is forced to mate the girl born on the night of the Blood Moon to break his curse, he shatters the fragile bond neither of them understands. And losing Sera almost destroys him. Now their wolves stir in the dark, desperate to reunite. If they awaken, they’ll find each other. If they don’t… they’ll lose the only love fate ever intended for them. From the author who brought you: 1. The Vampire's Luna 2. Undressed by his Arrogance 3. Defying the Rogue Alpha

They once called her daughter. Adopted into the Falcon pack as a baby, Andria knew only love until the day her adoptive mother gave birth to a "real" daughter. Overnight, affection turned into neglect, and her sister Lena made sure lies poisoned the last shred of love left for Andria. Framed, humiliated, and punished for countless sins she never committed, Andria finally walks away. Changing her identity to Aria Wolfsburn, she hides her past and the truth of what she is: a vampire raised by wolves. At Moonstone Academy, an elite werewolf school, she thought she could just… disappear. Upon arriving at the academy, she encounters the three powerful, arrogant Alpha Successors, all sons of the kingdom's stronghold families, and her vengeful ex. As if that was not enough, on the night of her 18th birthday, she was shocked to discover she wasn’t just a vampire, but also a werewolf… a hybrid. Meeting them after that, an irresistible bond forms between her and the Successors, including her ex, revealing all four of them as her fated mates. And fate isn’t done with her yet. After bonding with her ex and the three Successors as her fated mates, chaos erupts when the king himself handpicks her for a marriage alliance… making him the fifth Alpha drawn to her. Now caught between fate, duty, and dangerous desire, Aria must make a choice… Will claiming her power mean choosing one of them… or losing them all?. You can chat me on discord @refulgent26_32700

MASS RELEASE: Jan 1 - 3 On the night her fated mate rejected her for the destined heroine, Violet didn’t cry or beg. She smiled. “Congratulations, Alpha. I hope she is worth our severed bond.” Everyone thought she was the weak and pitiful omega who couldn’t shift. No one knew she was the last heir of the ancient bloodline of wolves born of the Moon and Sun, hunted to extinction. Now after returning back in time, Violet wants nothing to do with mates or pack loyalty. But fate has other plans. Three Alphas want her. One for power. One for redemption. And one whose wolf howls her name in every dream.

Raised by a necromancer with glowing green eyes and a questionable moral compass, Harry grows up mastering the art of death—literally. Horcrux crafting? Check. Conversing with ghosts? Easy. Questionable life choices? Well, he’s pretty sure he turned out alright. The Wizarding World isn’t ready for this version of the Boy Who Lived.

It was quiet and peaceful when the sky suddenly tore open. It began as a tremor in the fabric of existence... a faint vibration that rippled through the air, through the oceans, through the bones of every living thing. The world felt it before it saw it. A hum that resonated deep within the Earth, a sound that was not a sound but a pulse, a heartbeat of something vast and ancient awakening. Then came the light. The Veil's Breach appeared without warning, a jagged wound across the skies, stretching from horizon to horizon. It shimmered with colors that defied comprehension, hues that no human eye had ever seen. The air itself seemed to bend around it, warping reality as if the world were being rewritten. From that wound poured Aether–the raw essence of creation, unbound and untamed. It cascaded into the atmosphere like a storm of living light, flooding the world with energy that defied every law of nature. It was beautiful. It was terrible. It was the beginning of the end to every living being or so they thought. At first, humanity watched in awe. The skies glowed with radiant colors, the oceans shimmered with strange luminescence, and the very air hummed with power. Some called it a miracle. Others called it judgment. But whatever it was, they never knew. Within days, the miracle or judgment turned to madness. The Aether did not bless nor did it judge; it consumed. The first storms tore through the world with impossible fury. Lightning of violet and silver carved scars across continents. Winds howled with voices that were not wind. The seas boiled, the ground split, and the stars themselves seemed to flicker in fear. Civilization collapsed in weeks. Machines failed as Aetheric interference devoured power grids and shut satellites. Cities burned under skies that rained liquid light. The old world, the world of science, order, and reason... was gone. And from the chaos, new horrors were born. Creatures emerged from the Aether storms; beings of flesh and crystal, of shadow and flame. They were called Aetheric Beasts, though no name could truly capture what they were. Some resembled twisted reflections of Earth's animals; others were shapes that defied logic, their forms shifting like smoke. They hunted by instinct, drawn to the pulse of life, and wherever they walked, the land itself changed. Forests turned to glass. Rivers glowed with liquid fire. Mountains floated, suspended in the air like fragments of a broken dream. Humanity fought back, but the weapons of the old world were useless. Bullets melted midair. Missiles detonated before launched. The Aether warped everything it touched. And yet, amid the ruin, something extraordinary happened. Some humans began to change. They survived the storms, their bodies adapting to the Aether's touch. They awoke with strange abilities, powers that defied explanation. They could conjure flame, bend metal, heal wounds, or move with impossible speed. They were the first Trait-Born, the children of the new world. The Trait-Born became both saviors and threats. Some used their gifts to protect the remnants of humanity. Others succumbed to the madness of power, becoming monsters no different from the Beasts they fought. In time, the survivors gathered. They built walls of steel and light, powered by the very energy that had destroyed their world. These bastions became the Aether Enclaves–fortified cities shielded by shimmering barriers that repelled the storms and the Beasts alike. Within the Enclaves, humanity endured. Generations passed. The chaos outside the walls became legend, the Descent was a story told in hushed tones. The Aether storms still raged beyond the barriers, but inside, life found rhythm again. 1500 years after the Descent, a young boy who was a null, rose from the lowest tiers and will make a change in this new found world

Shadows stir in a world ruled by werewolves and haunted by vampires. Secrets walk among the living, and power is a danger no one dares to claim. Elara Moonveil knows the price of being different. The last of her line, she moves unseen in a castle full of whispers, where every glance could betray her and every shadow hides a threat. When a shadowed prince of the werewolves returns from distant lands, hearts will ache, loyalties will waver, and a single choice could change everything. In a realm where love is forbidden and danger lurks in every corner, surviving is only the beginning and the most perilous secret may be what lies within the heart.

Abandoned on the Altar, my Mate to be chose my twin sister over me, and just when I thought it was over, he came to my rescue. "Be my Luna!" His voice echoed, "only in that way can you exact your revenge." I am Tessa Sinclair, I never bow to anyone but I found myself succumbing to his proposal. One thing was certain, he was my pack enemy and the very rival to my Mate to be. But I needed revenge and he seems to be the only key to getting it. But will I be able to survive in this proposal, which clearly states- "No EMOTIONAL INVOLVEMENT!" Now the whole world is trying to figure out who I am but I am trying to figure out who he is and I hated it! [MATURE CONTENT WARNING]

At the school gala, Athena made her grand entrance in the black net dress Rhydric had bought for her. The gown clung to her like a second skin, sheer black net layered over a fitted underdress that hugged every curve without apology. The neckline dipped dangerously… only half her boobs are hidden. The attention shifted the instant she entered. Head turned. Conversations died down immediately. Athena didn't care one bit, instead her eyes scanned the hall, searching for her four handsome men, and she found them already staring. No, not just staring. Devouring. Eryx let out a low breath. “Fuck you, Rhydric,” he muttered, eyes glued to her. “Why would you get her a dress like that?” Rhydric didn’t answer right away. He moved, setting his glass down on the table with an annoying calm. A slow, satisfied smile curved his lips. “That's because, I know what suits my girl best.” he said smoothly, clearly pleased with himself. "Corrections...our girl." Azrael corrected as he drank from his glass. Rhydric ignored his brothers and ignored the countless stares…some stunned, some jealous, some openly resentful. Rhydric closed the distance between them. His hand slid up, and his fingers curled possessively around her neck, without warning he crashed his lips onto hers. Athena gasped, the sound melting into the kiss, and then she smiled against his mouth. Rhydric’s kiss was dark and possessive. It wasn’t gentle at all. In fact, it's the opposite of that. His lips moved hungrily against hers, like a man starving for years. Azrael looked away. Then back again. He shouldn’t be jealous anymore. He knew that. Still…he couldn’t help it. Theodore, on the other hand, smiled, fully satisfied. Waiting patiently for his turn. Eryx rolled his eyes so hard they almost fell out of his head. When the kiss still hadn’t ended, he strode toward them, voice low, almost a growl. “Alright... you've had enough.” Rhydric kissed her a little longer, just to be cruel, before finally releasing her. Athena was all flushed and breathless. Her lips were swollen. Eryx didn’t give her a second to recover. He slammed his lips onto hers, one hand gripped her waist, the other grabbing her ass without hesitation. Athena moaned into his mouth, but the loud music swallowed the sound whole. Eryx pulled back slightly, just enough to smile against her lips, utterly satisfied. He knew she was going to make him pay for that later. And he was all in. Azrael watched, jealousy twisting sharp and unwanted in his chest, but the sight was so damn hot that he felt his little brother twitch. And that was it. His patience snapped. He stood, crossed the space in seconds, yanked Eryx away from Athena, fisted his hand in her hair, and kissed her hard. Athena thought she might actually die. Her knees nearly buckled. She was already dripping wet. Her panties literally soaked. Oh…Fuck them. Fuck them all. Around them, the students stared. Jealousy burning through them. Azrael kissed her until he was satisfied, then finally pulled back. Athena was red as a tomato. He smirked. “You look wrecked...Viper." She slapped his chest and glared up at him. “Shut up...That's all of you fault.” Rhydric and Eryx only smiled. She pushed Azrael back slightly and looked past him. Then she saw Theodore. He was sitting on the table, legs spread wide. One hand tapped lazily against the surface, the other resting on his lap. When their eyes met, he smiled. But beneath that smile, was barely restrained hunger. The three of them had already ruined her enough. He hadn’t wanted to add to it. But, Athena didn’t like that at all. She’d been waiting for his kiss too. So she walked toward him instead. Theo’s jaw clenched the moment she got close. She climbed onto him without hesitation, sitting directly on his little brother. He groaned, arms wrapping around her waist. Before his lips met hers, he murmured teasingly, “Fuck Athena..." without warning he slammed his lips on hers. discord: thaymi_1

As an illegitimate daughter of the late Count Rotschild, Vivianne's life has been a living hell since her father's death from the accident, along with her mother. Forced to live as a servant in the Rothschild mansion, Vivianne's fortunes take an even darker turn when her powerful stepbrother, the current Count, arranges for her to marry the tyrannical emperor, Dietrich Erengrad. However, Dietrich rejects Vivianne as his mate due to her unique pheromones, which continue to attract other alpha werewolves even after he marks her. Tossed aside without protection, Vivianne becomes trapped in a nightmare, unable to control her own heats as she is mocked, used, and treated as a mere lust object by the lustful alpha wolves of the imperial palace. After enduring three years of this living hell, Vivianne sees no other choice but to take her life. In her final act, she curses those who have abused her, praying that if she is ever given another chance at life, her tormentors will experience an even worse fate. Miraculously, the gods hear Vivianne's plea and grant her a second chance, sending her back in time three months before her horrific ordeal began. Now, Vivianne is determined to escape this cruel destiny by any means necessary, no matter the cost. And to save her life this time, she turned into the famous Grand Duke of the North, the one people called a monster. Roxanne de Borgia is an alpha female with a powerful lineage from the werewolf royal family and the strongest demon king of the demon race.

Oliviana Miller was never meant to survive. Hunted by wolves and betrayed by blood, she should have died in the Abyss— he saved her, cloaked in darkness and feared by gods. A boy whispered of in legend. A boy feared even by kings. The most powerful being the realms have ever known. But fate is cruel. Alpha Prince Cole Nicolas Wolf desires Olivia with a fire that defies law and instinct. She is his weakness. His choice. Yet the Moon Goddess has already bound him to another—Hailey, his fated mate. Trapped in a deadly love triangle of obsession, destiny, and forbidden desire, Olivia must decide who she truly belongs to: The prince who loves her but is chained by fate… Or the boy from the who darkness whispered his name and would burn the world to keep her. a wrong decision and the worlds would burn. --------------------- A sharp sound of breaking glass shattered the silence. I knew who it was. In the dark chamber, I heard slow, deliberate footsteps approaching me—measured, unhurried. Yet I dared not turn back to face him. Fear rooted me in place. A strong arm suddenly snaked around my waist, pulling me in. “Let me go!” I protested, breaking free as I spun around to face him— And froze. My gaze met cold, burning eyes—violet, like a bloodstorm swirling with unspeakable power and… hurt. “What are you doing here, you monster?” I cried. “I don’t want to see you!” His pink lips curved into a deadly smile, a low chuckle slipping free. “Why are you lau—” I began, but his voice cut through me. “Did he kiss you?” His tone was dark, strained, as though he was barely containing something violent. I blinked and lowered my gaze, guilt flooding my chest. His chuckle deepened—darker now. Dangerous. He stepped closer. Instinctively, I stepped back. Again. And again. Until my back hit the cold wall, and there was nowhere left to go. We stood inches apart, his presence suffocating. “Y-you…” I stuttered. “What are you doing?” His slender fingers lifted my chin forcefully, forcing my eyes to meet his. Before I could react, he leaned in and crushed his lips against mine. The kiss was intense—burning, possessive, filled with raw desire. It claimed me whole. I struggled, but his other hand clamped around my waist, pinning me completely, leaving no escape. When he finally pulled away, he slowly licked his lips. “You’re so sweet,” he murmured. Tears streamed down my face. “You monster! How dare you!” His gaze flickered briefly to my neck before he spoke again, voice low and dangerous. “Little rose… he kissed you,” he said quietly. “And you let him.” His eyes darkened. “I kiss you,” he continued, his voice edged with something cruel and wounded, “and you cry.”

BLURB “I’m not going anywhere!” Elodie yelled. “Yes, you are. You’re going whether you like it or not, and that’s final!” Her father retorted. That's Elodie's world. Sold by her Alpha father to repay a debt. She becomes the new price and is bought as Luna for the infamous Alpha Ryder Drakos of the DarkFlame Pack. Known as a ruthless, dominant, and a man shrouded with shadows, Ryder wants absolutely nothing to do with this new “bride” that has been pushed upon him. Still, the harder he pushes her away, the harder fate seems to pull him toward this woman through their hate, desire, and redemption. Ryder is haunted by the spirits of his past and the heritage that he can't shake. Elodie, desperate to be free, is the spark that reignites the man hidden by his scars. However, this marring union attracts the interest of other wolfpacks, as well as the ancient wolf council, who are fascinated by the heritage present in Elodie's bloodline, a heritage believed to be long extinct. A world dominated by alphas, their iron claws extended, their omegas mere pieces in their game of politics, Elodie is faced with a decision: submit her heart to the monster that owns her, or be the Luna that will bring him down. What will she pick? Read on to find out?

Natalie & Zane: Love Beyond Lives Shunned by her pack as the Traitor's daughter, Natalie Cross—a werewolf without a wolf—has endured more pain than most could imagine. Forced to bear the mark of a ruthless alpha, rejected by her destined mate, and ultimately banished, she finds herself alone and unwelcome among her kind. With the Alpha's scent branding her as untouchable, no other pack will take her in. Desperate and discarded, Natalie hides among humans, scraping by in a world that doesn’t know or care about her true identity. But everything changes when she crosses paths with an adorable wolf pup—and its enigmatic, wealthy owner. The man offers his help, something no one else has dared to do. Yet, kindness feels like a foreign concept to Natalie. Can she trust this stranger who harbours secrets as deep as her own? Or is his generosity just another trap, promising a fate darker than the one she’s already survived? Cassandra & Sebastian: A Forbidden Love A rogue werewolf and assassin, Cassandra is sent to kill a rare-blooded vampire—only to discover her target is Sebastian Lawrence, a powerful businessman with powerful friends. Sebastian turns out to be her fated mate. Torn between duty and an undeniable bond, she hesitates, sparking a deadly game of deception and desire. As Cassandra uncovers the dark truth behind her master’s orders, betrayal becomes her only way to save Sebastian. But her defiance marks them both for death. Now hunted by darkness itself, they must fight together to break her chains and defy fate itself. Will their love survive the war that threatens to consume them—or will destiny tear them apart forever? Easter & Jacob: Worlds Apart Easter's life is a prison—trapped in a loveless marriage to a man twice her age, tormented by a past she cannot escape. Guilt weighs heavy on her heart, a burden she has carried ever since a single lie cost her everything. When she meets Natalie, an enigmatic schoolmate who claims to have a solution to her suffering, Easter is skeptical. But Natalie doesn't just offer help—she hands Easter over to her brother, Jacob Bartholomew. Known as Mist, the Wolf Spirit, Jacob is no ordinary man. He is the legendary father of all werewolves—an ancient, powerful being wrapped in the illusion of a youthful, effortlessly charming man. From the moment Easter lays eyes on him, she is spellbound, drawn to him in a way she cannot understand, let alone control. But she knows better than to dream. How could someone as extraordinary as Jacob ever love someone as broken as her? Yet, Jacob sees her. Sees her pain, her strength, her fire. And what if his feelings run even deeper than hers? Bound by destiny yet divided by worlds, can a god and a mere human defy fate and find a way to become one? Or will the shadows of Easter’s past—and the forces that govern Jacob’s existence—tear them apart before they even have a chance?

Yin Lie has always been an outsider in the glittering, rain-slicked canyons of Nocturnal Shadows City. He navigates the metropolis like a phantom, his true nature—a dangerous combination of heightened senses and a chilling aura—kept under a tight leash. His life of concealment ends in a hail of gunfire at the Old Docks. When a mysterious, energy-filled case cracks open, the dormant power within him erupts with devastating force. Two conflicting mutations awaken and declare war for his soul: the savage, instinct-driven strength of a lupine predator and the cold, orderly power of cryokinesis. This is the curse of the "Frost Wolf"—a lineage that promises immense power at the cost of one's humanity.

All her life, Emira wanted only one thing. Freedom. Born as an Omega, her life in Moonville Pack was nothing but endless pain and humiliation. All she wanted was a chance to breathe without fear. So, she waited and bided her time, planning her escape every minute. Once she turned eighteen, what little protection she had, would be gone and she would be forced by her pack to mate with the highest bidder. Like hell, she was going to do that! So she made a plan. Just one. Run. Disappear and don’t look back. If she succeeded in breaking up with her pack, then she would live a normal life. But fate was never kind to girls like her. Before she could escape, she was seen really seen, for the first time. Not with kindness, not with care, but with cold, possessive purpose. The enforcer from Stormhold Pack, the most feared pack in the world, took one look at her and claimed her… as a slave. But that was not the worst part.... There was more... She was to be a slave not just to him... He was one of the triplets. And that meant, she would belong to three masters…