In a world where strength dictated success and wealth secured dominance, few stood at the pinnacle. Power was the ultimate currency, and those who wielded it bent the world to their will. Among them, one man reigned supreme—Dervin Valyron.
A man who, by his thirties, had ascended to the very heights of power, not only amassing wealth beyond imagination but bending even the most formidable beings to his will. And yet, curiously, the ones he chose to stand by his side—all women.
Some whispered that it was mere ac tof lust, that his empire was built upon lust, but those who truly knew understood the truth: Dervin Valyron's mastery was not of flesh, but of minds. His manipulation was absolute.
The Women Who Fell Before Him:
Each of them once ruled in their own right—independent, untouchable, unmatched. Yet under his hand, they were claimed, bound, and reduced to nothing more than his devoted maids, hidden behind the elegant guise of his wives.
Theresa Valyron – The woman who had stood beside Dervin since the very beginning. From childhood friend to co-founder of his empire, she was the first to fall, willingly shackling herself to him as his first wife—and in the shadows, his first maid.
Xanthe Valyron – The genius behind the world's most powerful and revered automobile empire. Once seen as an untouchable mogul, she now bore his name as his second wife, yet behind closed doors, she knelt as his second maid.
Khaelia Valyron – A scientist celebrated across nations, her intellect considered a treasure of humanity. But knowledge meant nothing in the face of his will. As his third wife, she was publicly idolized; in private, she existed only to serve as his third maid.
Thalia Valyron – A shadow among shadows, the enigmatic leader of a secret organization that controlled the flow of information itself. She once dictated the world's hidden truths, but now, in the silence of their home, she answered only to him—as his fourth wife and his fourth maid.
Lyraea Valyron – The woman who had woven her own empire, her clothing brand adorning the elites of society, her name whispered in admiration across continents. But in the end, her greatest title was not designer, nor tycoon—it was his fifth wife and his fifth maid.
Each one of them, a queen in their own right—yet in his presence, nothing more than obedient servants, their brilliance and strength utterly consumed by the man they belonged to.
By the time Dervin reached his forties, he had everything. Wealth, influence, power—there was no throne he did not already sit upon, no desire that remained unfulfilled. The world itself had lost its luster, for what was left to conquer when all was already his?
And yet, there was one thing that never failed to hold his interest—the women who had surrendered their everything to him. His wives. His maids. His possessions.
For even in a world where he ruled unchallenged, they remained his greatest prize.
But all of it—his empire, his dominion, his perfect world—came to a sudden, senseless end.
It wasn't betrayal, nor a rival's cunning scheme. No enemy had risen strong enough to challenge him. His downfall came from the heavens themselves—by the foolish blunder of a so-called Goddess.
On a night like any other, as Dervin and his devoted maids resided within the grand villa of their private island—a place untouchable by the world, their sanctuary of power and pleasure—disaster struck. A celestial force, an asteroid unlike any other, plummeted from the sky with unnatural destruction, annihilating everything in its wake.
In a single moment, the six of them—Dervin and the five women who had sworn themselves to him—ceased to exist.
Yet death was not the end.
In the vast void beyond mortality, their souls stirred once more. Summoned. Dragged from the abyss by divine hands.
Before them stood the culprit—the one responsible for their untimely demise. A Goddess, her expression laced with guilt, a deity who had made a fatal mistake.
She had not meant for them to die. The asteroid had been an accident—her miscalculation, her error.
And now, to atone for her folly, she extended an offer.
One wish.
For each of them.
A single desire granted without limitation—to rewrite fate itself.
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