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Synopsis "Marry me." His voice calm and steady as if he just told me to get him a drink "What?" I asked, my mind spinning faster than ever He chuckled, his voice as magnetic as ever, as if he wanted to pull my soul and he was... Almost. "What better way to piss dear father off than to marry a divorced lady." "We can't date, remember the rules..." “You're the one who needs to remember. I set the rules.” §§§§ Silvia Simpson was the perfect trophy wife—until she walked away from her cheating husband, a ruined career, and a life that never felt like hers. Stripped of everything, she crashes into the one man who turns her world into more chaos: Calvin Riego—sinfully rich, dangerously charming, and off-limits in every way. One reckless night at King’s Palace ignites a chemistry too intense to forget. But when Calvin offers her a modeling comeback—and a fake relationship to save them both from scandal—Silvia realizes she might be playing a game she can’t control. Especially when the deal comes with a secret clause: if Silvia can resist Calvin's advances, she gets a 25% stake in his Multi-million dollar company But Calvin never plays fair. And Silvia? She’s done being anyone’s pawn. In a world of glittering lies, twisted loyalties, and slow-burning passion, someone’s bound to get burned.
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Beautiful But Unlucky Ghosts Laid to Rest
POV: SilviaI didn’t tell anyone where I was going.Not because I had something to hide, but because I needed silence. Not advice, not comfort. Just space.Calvin offered to drive me.He didn’t push - just looked at me from across the kitchen island that morning, holding his coffee like he already knew my answer.“You sure?” he asked.I nodded once. “Yeah. This one’s mine.”He didn’t argue. Just leaned forward and kissed my forehead like I was porcelain and iron all at once.---The drive to my old house felt like someone else’s road trip.The sky was a soft, hazy gray. Music player on low. I wasn’t listening. My hands gripped the wheel tighter than necessary, and every turn felt like time folding in on itself.I hadn’t been back since everything blew up.Since the headlines.Since the photos.Since I stopped pretending I was okay in rooms that tried to
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-07-19Beautiful But Unlucky Letters and Shadows
POV: Silvia It arrived on a Wednesday.Of course it did. Nothing life-altering ever shows up on a Monday. Mondays are too obvious. Wednesdays sneak up on you.The envelope was pale blue.Not cream. Not white. Blue.My name was written across the front in that neat, slanted handwriting I hadn’t seen in months but could still recognize in my sleep.Philip’s handwriting.I didn’t open it.Not right away.I just stood in the kitchen, coffee forgotten, the city humming outside the window like it had no idea that a ghost had slipped through my mail slot.There was no return address. Just my name. And weight.I didn’t realize how long I stood there until the sunlight moved across the tile and the coffee in my mug went cold.---I ended up on the balcony, wrapped in one of Calvin’s oversized sweatshirts, the envelope still untouched in my hand. It felt too quiet outside
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-07-18Beautiful But Unlucky Echoes of the past
POV: Silvia It’s funny how full-circle moments come without fireworks.They don’t announce themselves. No dramatic music. No slow-motion montage of your transformation. Just you, standing backstage with slightly trembling hands, wondering how the hell you got here without falling apart.The luxury convention center smelled like citrus, lavender, and nerves. I was scheduled to speak at 2:15 PM on Panel B: Women in Power: Beauty and Business. I’d laughed when the invite first arrived, half-convinced it was a prank or an elaborate setup to put me in a room with the same women who once whispered behind my back.But it was real.The badge around my neck said so.Silvia Moretti – Founder, Model, Advocate.Three words. A whole damn journey.I adjusted the mic clipped to my lapel and looked down at my cue cards. They were shaking slightly in my hand. Not enough to panic - but enough to remind me I still cared. That I wasn’t
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-07-17Beautiful But Unlucky Wedding preparations
POV: Calvin The wedding invitations came in gold-trimmed boxes.Not envelopes - boxes.Silk-lined, sealed with the Handall crest like royalty was getting married and not just my younger brother to a woman who made PR teams cry tears of joy with her perfection.I opened mine with one hand while eating leftover Thai noodles with the other, sitting at my desk in a Deva hoodie and three-day-old stubble.Inside: white-gold lettering, elegant script, RSVP codes printed on embossed cardstock.God, it was extra.I stared at it for a long second and let out a soft, sarcastic laugh.“Can’t tell if it’s a wedding or the second coming of Jesus,” I muttered.Thomas, sitting on the edge of my desk, glanced over. “You going?”“Wouldn’t miss it,” I said, setting the box aside. “Watching my brother marry a billionaire’s daughter while Damon pretends his empire isn’t bleeding out? Front row? Sounds like therapy.”He grinned. “You think Anniele knows?”“That she’s part of a branding exercise or that Ju
Dernière mise à jour : 2025-07-16Beautiful But Unlucky The Plan Begins
POV: Calvin If anyone had told me six months ago that I’d be leading a counterattack against a black-market fashion tycoon and a global underground syndicate... I probably would’ve said something snarky and gone back to my overpriced espresso.But now?Now I was in a boardroom, facing some of the
Beautiful But Unlucky Arranged marriage
Calvin’s POVI left the penthouse that morning with my tie half-knotted, my head three steps behind my feet, and a pit in my stomach that I couldn’t name. It had nothing to do with the stack of paperwork waiting on my desk at Deva, or the campaign meetings I was already late for. No. It was Silvia.
Beautiful But Unlucky "You Know Who Her Father Is?”
(Calvin's POV)It took me three minutes to realize I hadn’t moved. I was just standing there, robe half-open, towel forgotten on the floor, eyes locked on Silvia like she’d just told me the sky was fake.And honestly? It might as well have been.She looked up at me
Beautiful But Unlucky Motherly Storms
POV: Silvia – It started over espresso.Not with yelling. Not with slamming doors or flying plates or anything dramatic enough to make headlines.No. Just a perfectly brewed cup of espresso. And Mariam Moretti’s voice slicing through the morning like it was born to ruin peace.“You were supposed t
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