Prologue

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Beauty, wealth, and fame. Felize Del Valle has it all–I have it all. 

Isang simple at mapang-akit na ngiti ang siyang iginawad ko sa mga taong kanina pa ako tinititigan habang naglalakad papasok sa loob ng Valderrama Corporation. Well, hindi ko sila masisisi. I am Felize Del Valle, isang sikat na modelo sa bansa at ang babaeng hinahangaan at kinaiinggitan ng karamihan. Parang tila ay tumigil ang kanilang mga mundo nang masilayan akong naglalakad. Animo ay nakakita sila ng anghel na bumaba sa lupa. 

"An angel, huh?" I sarcastically asked myself. I'm a devil dressed up as an angel. Because I bring disaster to those who have mistreated me, not heaven.

Wearing a red spaghetti strap sleeveless cutout backless mini dress na siyang hapit na hapit sa hubog ng katawan ko and a black stilleto that compliments my long-legged legs. Halos nakaluwa na rin ang dibdib ko kaya halos maglaway ang mga lalaki sa paligid. But I don't care about those men. I just care for one person and that is– 

"Mr. Valderrama," bati ko sa lalaking nakayuko habang busy sa binabasa nitong mga papeles sa kamay. 

While leaning against the door, I just stared at the man in front of me. He dropped the papers he was reading on the table as he heard my voice calling his name. When he looked at me from head to toe, I bit my bottom lip sexually. It's as if I'm teasing him into paying more attention to me. 

Nagtitigan kami. This man really has everything that every woman is wishing for. A pointed nose and his dark hooded eyes na tila nangungusap. His dark sleek bald fade hair makes him more masculine and attractive from everyone else in this building. Nakadagdag pa ang suot nitong eyeglasses sa mata. He is so hot with those oozing muscles that is visible to my eyes kahit pa naka-long sleeves ang lalaki. Why is he so hot kahit nakaupo lang siya ngayon while examining my whole body? 

"I believe you are in the wrong room, Ms. Del Valle," he replied, his eyes landing on my face. My gaze was drawn to his protruding tongue as he licked his lower lip. I enjoyed that long tongue of his as he sucked my wet down there last month. I remember it all, I remember how I arched my back so bad because of the sensation his tongue is giving me. 

"Mr. Valderrama, we meet again," I replied as I approached him. Iñigo leaned back in his chair, I saw a grin on his face as he recalled our first meeting a month ago.

Yes, I met him before, or rather say, I planned everything for him to meet me as Felize Del Valle. 

I leaned at his table and faced him. We are a few inches away from each other's lips and my chest is slightly exposed. I saw him gulp when he saw my bulging breast. Bakit? May naalala ba siyang kaaya-ayang alaala sa dibdib ko? 

"And you also met them before," dugtong ko sabay hawak sa dalawa kong dibdib na nakaluwa na sa harap nito. 

"I've already met them–your round and pinkish tits that I enjoyed licking and sucking," he said straightly, his gaze falling on my plump breast. 

It makes me smile a little when I hear what he said. I'm trying to mask my enraged fury for this man with a phony laugh. I'm about to puke just listening to his voice. He irritates me to no end. He is completely despised by me. Three years ago, I married Iñigo Valderrama. Me as Katarina Rodriguez, her plain and boring wife. Felize Del Valle is just my new identity, ang bago kong katauhan at ang bago kong mukha. Si Felize ang siyang gagamitin ko sa paghihiganti ko sa lahat ng taong may pagkakautang sa akin, lalong-lalo na sa kan'ya–Iñigo Valderrama. 

"And I already met him also," sagot ko habang ang mga tingin ay nasa nakaumbok nitong pagkalalaki. "Hey there, my little buddy. Nice seeing you again," dagdag kong sabi at kinawayan pa ito. 

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