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Chapter 2 I Become The Trophy Wife to The Cold CEO

Word Count: 1142    |    Released on: 15/05/2025

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athing is shallow and shaking rapidly, their voice laced with subtle tremble. "Nalia, you need

to Mamito Cordelia myself. I am sure she will understand I really don

n me- us so easily" His voice barely audible" you are the only woman that

Arthills with a golden glow that spreads across his face, radiating the

in a gentle supplicant gesture as if offering himself to her vulnerable and open his fingers l

ls a symphony of delicate , curved lines and sumptuous, textured softness with him holding her hand with a reassuring pressur

ion that falls from the sky in a calm, steady rhyth

ove." His arms envelop her, a safe, sheltering presence that seems to shield her from the wor

ce like the rose itself unfolding its petals to greet the sun. Her eyes shining with delight

ing like the blooms on a wilting flower. They both sways, adrift as if the strings that held them up

Arthil

ere my dear. Welcome back Nalia. We have been waiting

ead and her eyebrows knitted together and eyes narrowed in a squirt. Her m

head

, you look so beautiful with it on. Today is a beautiful day w

nt the best f

na?" She will

ches into the parking lot, its tires squealing in pro

r swings outward on it hinges then a sleek, elongated, silhouette,

tling echo in its wake" hello everyone?" She raises her hand

ody slowly in supplicant posture with her hands spread apar

ith a gentle upward curving lips and warm inviti

es tan delgado? With an enveloping squ

t your fault my darling friend. I lived there so it won't be nice if I do not

th the white visible for a fleeting moment as her eyelids followed the moti

h her eyes wide and her fingers spread for gods seek what is

lips against the crown of the head, an affectionate g

What is wrong with your eyes

wrong wi

of pain and sadness her eyes, red-rimmed and welling up with tears sparkled with unshed moi

saw this coming didn't you? Her shoulders r

n close, her lips barely moving as she breathed out in soft qu

have a plan and trust me you will love it besides I thought you

staccato burst, rhythmic thumb a visible expression o

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