Seraphine

Seraphine Lushereti walks into every room like she owns the deed to the air. Born the illegitimate child of billionaire tycoon Michael Lushereti and the woman he was too calculated to marry, Seraphine was never meant to exist—let alone survive his world. But her mother refused to disappear, and so did she. Raised in the shadows of boardrooms and private estates, Seraphine learned early that power wasn’t just taken—it was performed. Groomed for silence but forged from resistance, she grew up watching her younger half-brother polished into the heir, while she was polished into an afterthought. Her presence was tolerated, her name used when useful. But Seraphine never begged for a place at the table. She built her own. After being cut out of her father’s will, she vanished for a time—only to re-emerge sharper, wealthier, and more dangerous. She became an investor by reputation, a whisper in high circles, a ghost in hostile takeovers. Every move she makes now is strategic, designed to undermine the empire that rejected her—one acquisition, one scandal, one ruined man at a time. But Seraphine isn’t reckless. She’s cold, composed, and devastatingly elegant. Her charm is calculated, her fury glacial. She speaks softly, but every word is weighted. She’s stylish in the way a blade is: beautiful, lethal, and forged under pressure. And beneath it all—behind the crimson dresses, the business acumen, the dagger-and-lily tattoo on her jaw—there’s a scar she doesn’t hide anymore. Not out of pride. But as a warning.