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After a long day, miss purple went back home, ate like a glutton and slept as early as 7pm. On the other side, Natasha was celebrating her wedding function and it felt like the happiest day of her life but for Zain, it was the worst day of his life...he couldn't even hide his displeasure for a second. "Honey, why do you sit all alone here, come lets dance...i mean everyone expects the new mr and Mrs williams to dance" Natasha said excitedly with her big belly. Zain treated Natasha like thin air, completely ignoring her. "Come on, its our wedding day, will you ignore your wife like this?" Natasha spoke again.

All that matters is saving her sister at any cost. Picking up her bag, Natasha took one last look at herself in the mirror. Light makeup with cherry painted lips. She gave herself a bright smile. Even though she fails tonight, it should be on record that she tried. After checking herself and making sure she was fully covered, she walked out of her room. Tiana's mouth fell open when she saw Natasha walk out of her room. She gave her a thumbs up. “You nailed the makeup.” Natasha smiled at her and hugged her before leaving. She hailed a taxi to Ice five-star hotel where the party for the rich was taking place. She has to thank Tiana again for helping her get an invitation.

When Arthur Vaughn suggested the marriage, she believed it was her chance: to belong, to start a family. But promises can turn into cages. Two years later, all that was left were quiet dinners, cold nights, and a marriage of empty routine. And always, Natasha Fairfax. Natasha, the woman plastered on every magazine, the face of Atheria’s high society. A model, a socialite, a name people chased. Born wealthy, raised to shine. Celeste’s perfectly polished daughter. Gideon Fairfax’s prized heir. She carried beauty and status like weapons. Wherever Sebastian went, cameras caught Natasha right beside him.

By the afternoon, Lena had tracked her down—some fancy rooftop lounge in the city. Typical of her. Natasha was the kind of woman who needed to be seen, to be adored. A parasite who thrived on status, feeding off the power of the man she latched onto. And I had let her ruin me for far too long. I arrived at the lounge in a sleek black dress, my chin high, my confidence unshaken. The hostess led me to Natasha’s table, where she sat sipping champagne, draped in designer clothes. She smirked the moment she saw me. "Well, well. If it isn’t the runaway wife."

Today because of Cathy, she almost got into trouble that irked her to no end. 'I played many games to survive as Charles White's wife. I won't, anyone, destroy this happiness,' Natasha mumbled with a vicious look in her eyes.

She did not tell Jacob that she is coming home today because she wants to surprise him. Jacob, Natasha’s boyfriend, is the CEO of Mavro's company, he is a well-known bachelor and a lot of women wants him. He is rich, handsome and he has everything a woman dreams for. He becomes a billionaire in such a young age and everyone looks up to him for that.

QUEEN NATASH, the most powerful woman in Los Angeles and the boss of NATEL casino where all the games take place. Natasha Garcia was born to the family of Smith and Helen Garcia. Me Smith worked as a driver for a very influential politician, but one day he witnessed a murder scene that cost him his life and that of his wife. Little Natasha had to grow up alone in the street eating from the waste and she grew up desperate for a way out of poverty. She was finally scouted by Mrs. Cruz who took her into her casino. Her job was as a stripper who had to tend to all the needs of their clients.

She asked. “She went out with the girls to welcome the guests. Who knows if they would find a rich handsome dude for themselves tonight,” she said with a scoff and they both laughed again. “Adrian has no friends. Only some of his business partners will be here. Everywhere is going to be filled with Mateo’s friends,'' she said with a smile. “That’s true,” Maiden acknowledged. Just then, the door opened and Natasha walked into the room. She was beautifully dressed in a long black fishnet dress that flowed down her toes. Her face was glowing in expensive makeup with her short black artificial hair, hanging on both sides of her face.

As he kept on driving, his organ of sight caught the attention of something he had rarely seen, and that immediately reminded him of Natasha. Natasha is a nice, beautiful woman who was twenty-four years old as of the past year. She was Gavriel's fiance, and she really loved him, but Gavriel did not love her back to the extent she loved him. Things were going well between them until a night before their marriage when Natasha came home wasted as a result of being in a drunk state in her bridal shower and threw up on Gavriel, and he called off their marriage.