Jasmine Miller was adopted at the age of 14.She lived a life full of struggles but nonetheless was happy with the little she got. She was full of spirit and anyone who got to see her for the first time would immediately be gotten attracted to her. She was not only a beauty but a beautiful prodigy. Her heart was pure, she made those around her happy but no one knew how broken she was inside. Never did she let her guard down, only her mother knew. Except him.
After she let him in, he destroyed her forever. Her heart too broken to ever get get fixed, or that's what she thought. 

Raphael Marc De Luca, the man to every woman's dreams. The most handsome, sexiest man known worldwide. He was not only breathtaking, but also the youngest multi-billionaire. Ruthless, cold and lastly, an infamous playboy who was void of any mundane feelings. He took what he wanted, when he wanted. No one held power over him, that was until he laid eyes on a certain raven haired, violet- eyed beauty. At that very moment, he knew he had to have her as his, no matter what it took. She was light to his unfortunate dark life. She was his salvation but he didn't know it yet. He would fall in to the depths of hell once he lost her but he didn't know that yet too.

A story of a beauty and the beast, not the kind that has a happy ending, no. Hearts will get broken, souls torn apart,lives lost.A never ending battle of love and painful misery. He needs her, but if he claims her, he will bring her down with him. He loves her that much to let her go. No matter what means he uses to drive her away... No matter how painful... No matter how cruel... He has to. All for his raven angel.

You Broke Me First

"Please don't leave, not now when I need you most," I let out a heart wrenching wail. 


His beautiful dark brown eyes that once looked at me full of warmth and love were now cold stone as they stared back at me. 


"I regret the day I laid eyes on you Jasmine, my life was good before you came, I don't want to ever see your sad excuse of a face ever again." 


My heart couldn't take the pain anymore and I fell on the ground defeated as I sobbed loudly and uncontrollably. I tried looking at the man who tore my soul apart. Amidst all my crying hysteria, he still managed to look like a greek god, his face void of any emotion. No regret, no pain, no love, nothing. 


At that moment, Raphael Marc De Luca lived up to his outstanding reputation as the world's sexy ruthless multi-billionaire. He went by several names, people called him a beast, breaker of hearts, the infamous playboy and others even dared to call him the devil himself, incapable of mundane emotions. 


All the good memories we once shared flashed through my mind as I tried looking for a reason that could have possibly brought us to this current situation, but nothing came to me. There was simply no good enough reason other than I was never enough. 


He was what everyone called an icon, sexy as hell, the richest youngest billionaire ever, while I was just a simple girl who managed to live by waiting tables in fancy restaurants. 


Raphael never acknowledged me in front of anyone because he had his reputation to take care of. He didn't want his name on the tabloids in yet another scandal since he happened to be in a lot of them. I didn't mind keeping our relationship a secret as long I got to have him in the long run, or rather that's what he promised. 


We've been in a secret relationship for over 6 months and on one fateful day, I received news that turned my life upside down. 


My mum as I call her, was in involved in a fatal accident, my only guardian who took me in under foster care at the age of 14.Sarah and John, her son, have been my only family for over 11 years. 


John has never been fond of me since I came into their lives but we tolerated each other for mum's sake. 


The accident took a toll on me, my mum was in a coma and the doctor said that there high chances she wouldn't make it out alive. My mum was dying and there was nothing I could do to help. I felt miserable, her insurance , mine and John's savings couldn't cover all the hospital bills. I was stressed and drained but I still dragged myself to work the next day, ready to find solace in Raphael. 


I busied myself with work but as soon as I was on break, I went up to his suite. 


I knocked and as soon as he opened his door, I ran into his arms and cried all my troubles out. He didn't hug me back and a part of my heart broke there and then. 


There he was, all solemn and closed off. When I asked him what was going on, he just stared at me. After a long stretch of silence, the words that came out of his mouth were my downfall, an impromptu introduction to hell. All the dreams, all future plans, all hope, broken into a million pieces, a mirrored reflection of my heart. 


Apparently, he was getting engaged to a Victoria Secret model, Ciara Williams the following week. 


When I asked him how and why this was happening, his response was like a straight dagger to my already damaged heart, all he said was, 'it was good while it lasted, thank you for your service but it's no longer needed, show your way out please,' and with that, the door was slammed shut on my face, leaving me shattered and broken.


Prologue