He slowly reached behind my back and unhooked my bra with one hand. "Ares! Stop it!" "Make me..." he whispered into my ear. Kianna Myst Saavedra, the eldest daughter of a wealthy family, thought she had it all until a drunken night and a failed relationship led her to agree to a two-year marriage contract with Ares France Vuertalejo. But little did she know, Ares is a wealthy CEO who has been keeping his true identity hidden. As secrets and lies unravel, Kianna and Ares must confront their pasts and fight for their love. Will they overcome the odds or will their journey come to a crashing halt?
KIA
Have you ever laughed at yourself while believing in love? The kind of love that makes you blind when all you see are signs. When you are confronted with reality, you may believe that you are the one who is wrong, that you are missing something, and that this is why he is looking for someone else. There are a lot of questions wandering in my head, like: Is it really necessary to be stupid when you're in love? How long was it actually going on before I found out? Why didn't he just dump me if he was going to cheat? How could he just look me in the eyes every day and lie? Did he not feel any sort of remorse? What did I do wrong?
All I did was to love him unconditionally, but I guess loving a person isn't enough...
My name is Kianna Myst Saavedra, and my boyfriend, or should I say fiance, cheated on me with my sister, just like all the other cliches in the film. Yup! My younger sister! half-sister, to be precise. The toughness of people's faces. My sister is the one he chose out of the vast number of women on the planet. While my snake sister chose my fiance from the dynamic number of males in the world. Isn't it lovely? My boyfriend, as well as her boyfriend,
Cute, matchy!
Do you think that's the end of the story? No! Because this is where everything begins. I drank away my sadness and met a man. Oh, wait-everything that transpired was completely unexpected! Don't pass judgment on me beforehand. First, listen to my story.
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I was set to surprise my fiancé at his condo just an hour ago. Today is our anniversary. We had a fight last night, and I was busy surprising him in order to reconcile. However, I did not anticipate being startled. I had just parked and was ready to leave when I noticed him entering his condo building with his arms around my stepsister... I followed them in secret and witnessed the most awful sight of my life.
I never thought such a dramatic story would happen to me! My 5 years of love! all fucking wasted!
I'm currently pouring a bottle of Carlo Rossi California Red, hoping that the wine will help me forget about him and the misery he has given me. However, why is this the case? Why am I in more pain now? Why am I being forced to do this? Is it right to hurt me? Is he cheating on me because I'm not good enough for him? Why does it appear like nothing matters anymore, including the time we spent together?
Here I am again... My tears are betraying me. They are deliberately taking the lead in falling...
I'm currently in the hotel's corridor, seeking the nearest restroom. I've gone around here before and have gotten lost since the doors are very identical. It's the same when I turn around.
"How come it's the corridor again?" I said to myself. I think I'm lost.
Sob...
My world seemed to be whirling slowly as I lost control of myself. My stomach seems to be changing. I'm in desperate need of a restroom. I can't just puke here. When other people and hotel employees watch me suddenly vomit somewhere, it's embarrassing.
It's starting to feel strange... I've been roaming around the hotel for hours but have yet to meet anyone. Could someone just show up and lead me to the restroom?
When I started to feel dizzy, I grabbed the door in front of me. I just closed my eyes and leaned against the door for a few moments. I'm dizzy to the point where I can't stand it any longer. I was sliding in when the door, on which I was leaning, opened unexpectedly. I ran into a man who appeared to be around 5'11 tall.
He asked, huskily, "Are you all right?" I raised my eyes and saw the heavenly face. Shit! What a fallen angel! Is it possible that I'm in heaven?!
I straightened up and moved away from him. "Oh, I'm sorry. I got lost. I-I didn't intend to break in..." I mumbled. I awoke feeling horrible again. I felt like the food that I had eaten earlier was starting to rise. I need to pee as well. I desperately need to use the restroom. "Ah - do you mind if I use your restroom?" I asked, embarrassed. I even focused my stunning eyes on him, making a pity expression. I'm not sure what I'll do if this doesn't work out.
He simply fixed his gaze on me. Did I say something wrong? Does he not want me to use his restroom? This man seemed to melt me. "Excuse me, you are?" he suddenly asked.
"Kianna... Kianna Myst Saavedra," I said while stuttering.
He scoffed at me after suddenly blushing. What exactly is this man's problem? He's acting strangely. I'm a little afraid of him. He makes me think he's insane. Oh my God! Maybe the next day I'll be discovered in a suitcase. Please, Lord, help me!
He took a step closer to me and bowed slightly to allow us to align. I believe that I am too tall for him. I'm 5'3", which is quite tall, right? Let's return to Mr. Handsome. His glare stopped in my eyes as he just stared at my face. With him being so close to me, we were literally eye to eye. I could immediately smell his breath, which smelled like mouthwash. Refreshing!
"You-" he couldn't continue what he was going to say when I suddenly covered his mouth and pulled him away from me. He stared at me in shock and raised an eyebrow at me. "Please! You'll tell me later. Can you tell me where your restroom is first?" I pleaded with him, obviously very surprised. He looked as if he'd witnessed a dragon spitfire.
I glanced at him, expecting him to respond, but he remained silent. He simply stood there staring at me as if I were a madman on the street.
*Blurgh*
I immediately covered my mouth. I suddenly had the feeling that the food I had just eaten was rising on purpose. Oh my God! I can no longer handle it. I absolutely need to get this out of my system!
"Wh-what's wrong? Sh*t! Are you sick? Wait a minute... Don't go there. Just wait. Don't go there!" he yelled after I puked on his room's floor.
"Ah- Finally, I was able to let it out. I'd been dying to vomit, and it's so comfortable..." Because my body was so tired, I lay down on the floor and soon fell asleep.
"What the fuck woman?! Don't sleep on the vomit!" I even heard him shout in front of me.
I can't take it anymore... I try to wake up, but my eyes deliberately deceive me. I can no longer think clearly because of my severe headache and I feel like the world is spinning...
She thought he was the villain. He was only trying to save his soul. Rena lives in a world of sunshine, sweets, and simple dreams. Until one reckless decision drops her into a dark realm of secrets, curses and werewolves. Kidnapped, heartbroken. She doesn't know who to trust anymore especially not Logan, the arrogant, cruel Alpha who's keeping her as a hostage. Until she discovers his dark secret. He's been hearing her thoughts all along. Now the walls between them are crumbling. And when feelings grow where hatred once lived, a curse demands that blood becomes a love that demands sacrifice. But how can she give her heart to the one who might need it to die?
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"