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Who Is He?

Author: Aichatou
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-23 14:52:19

I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the veil for the hundredth time. The dress fit perfectly, of course, nothing less was expected when the Deveraux family was footing the bill. There wasn’t a single flaw in the arrangements. It was all flawless. Too flawless for a marriage that didn’t feel real.

I barely knew Gabriel. Sure, I knew his reputation; cold, ruthless, and every bit the businessman his family had raised him to be. But as a husband? That was laughable. This wasn’t about love, after all.

The knock on the door came right on schedule. “It’s time,” a female maid said.

Time to become Mrs. Deveraux. Not because I wanted to, but because I had to. Grandma Helen’s plea still echoed in my mind: “You’re the only one who can save this family, Aria.”

As I sat in the backseat of the sleek black maybach with Gabriel beside me, the memory hit me like a wave. It wasn’t something I thought about often, but today, on the day I was marrying into this whirlwind of a family, I couldn’t help
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  • Billionaire's Choice   Broken

    Aria’s POVIt had been three weeks since the rooftop.Three weeks since my voice cracked while I told the only man I’d ever loved that I wanted nothing to do with him again. Three weeks since I’d broken down in front of him, let every word I’d bottled up pour out of me like acid, burning both of us in the process.Three weeks since I finally admitted that I loved him, and that his love destroyed me.Some days, I wondered how I got through it.Other days, I didn’t wonder. I knew. I’d taught myself not to feel.I kept repeating the same words to myself like a mantra: He said he used you to pass time. He made a fool out of you. He broke you, and then he moved on like it was nothing.The more I thought about it, the more real it became. And that was the only way I could keep going.Some nights, I lay awake and wondered how I didn’t crumble the moment I walked away. I should have. I wanted to. But something inside me, maybe the last piece of pride I had left, kept me upright.I told my bro

  • Billionaire's Choice   Broken

    ARIA’S POVI needed air. Space. Sanity. Something.The second I stormed out of that office, I didn’t stop walking. I just kept going. Past the hallway, past the fake smiles and curious stares, until I hit the rooftop door and shoved it open.Cold wind rushed against my skin like it knew I was seconds from losing it. I walked to the edge, gripped the metal railing, and let out a breath that trembled against the fury in my chest.What the hell was he doing here?Of all the damn places on earth. Colorado. My job. My world.And now he was standing there like a ghost that refused to stay buried.I heard footsteps behind me, and my stomach sank.“Ari
”Of course.I didn’t turn. “Don’t come near me.”“I just want to talk.”I turned then, slow, sharp. “You’ve done enough talking, Gabriel. You did all your talking with that divorce paper.”He flinched, just slightly, but I didn’t stop.“You made me leave, without a word. No explanation. Nothing. And now what? You show up here, what? You buy th

  • Billionaire's Choice   The Takeover

    Aria’s POVSofia leaned in, her voice just above a whisper. “I mean
 I can’t speak on that. But apparently, the new CEO is holding private meetings with all the department heads today before he meets everyone officially. There’s no official memo or calendar update, but people are talking.”I blinked, a sudden unease crawling up my spine. “Talking how?”She tapped her phone. “From what I heard, he’s already met with Marketing and Sales. PR is in there now. Editorial is next.”“What?” I froze.Editorial. That’s my department.How am I just hearing about this now? Why didn’t I get any sort of information?I forced a smile, mumbled a quick thank-you, and nodded before heading to my desk. My chest was heavy with nerves. I really hoped I wouldn’t have to start from scratch again. I’d just begun to find my rhythm here. It finally felt like I was getting a foothold—finally stepping into the future I’d envisioned for myself. Event planning wasn’t just a job to me; it was my second chance. A wa

  • Billionaire's Choice   The Disaster Date

    Aria's POVWe’d been sitting here for a while now, settled into our booth, chatting like it was just any other evening. Dylan was easy to talk to, surprisingly so. Maybe I’d been wrong about him. He wasn’t exactly my type, but he wasn’t a bad guy. Actually, he had a way of making me laugh without trying too hard. Maybe that was a nice change.I couldn’t help but smile as he raised an eyebrow at the wine list. “How do you choose between something like this and something more... adventurous?” He gave me a teasing look, like he knew what I was thinking.“Well, you have to be in the mood for it,” I replied, leaning back in the booth, still looking at my menu. “But sometimes, it’s about taking a risk. You know?”He chuckled, the sound warm and easy. “Taking risks, huh? Yeah, I can get behind that. I’ve had my share of those.” He shrugged casually, almost nonchalantly. “Started my own company with almost no money. Almost lost it all, but it worked out. Sometimes you just have to take the le

  • Billionaire's Choice   A Date?

    Gabriel’s POV“Make sure they have the revised proposal by tomorrow morning,” I said, my voice firm as I scanned the papers in front of me, focusing on the numbers that would determine the next phase.Jonathan didn’t need reminding. He was already typing on his laptop, his eyes fixed on the screen, furiously going through the details. “Already on it. They’ll have it. Anything else before we call it a day?”I leaned back, dragging a hand through my hair, and checked my pocket watch. Her pretty face stared back at me through the glass, and it took me a moment to remember why I’d pulled it out in the first place, but my gaze quickly shifted to the time: past 8 p.m. I’d been at this for hours, but the job wasn’t done yet. There was no ‘normal’ workday when you were closing deals that would change the face of a city.I hadn’t wanted to be in DC. To be honest, I hadn’t wanted to be anywhere but in the comfort of familiar things, and by familiar things, I mean being in Colorado right now. Bu

  • Billionaire's Choice   I hated It

    Aria’s POV"Ugh, I swear," Jenna groaned, tugging her hair into a messy bun on screen. "If one more designer tries to sell me a ‘reinvention of classic minimalism’ that’s just a white shirt with a pocket, I’m quitting.""You’ve said that three times this year," Liv teased, propped up against a stack of pillows in what looked like a dreamy Airbnb. “Also, that white shirt is probably $700.”"Don’t remind me," Jenna rolled her eyes. “God forbid minimalism be affordable.”Nicole gave a small laugh as she scrolled through something on her iPad. “Meanwhile, I had to convince a luxury skincare brand today that launching a ‘gritty street-style’ campaign with models in couture was not... the vibe.”Liv made a face. "What does that even mean?"“Exactly,” Nicole said. “I think they just throw buzzwords into a blender and hope for the best.”I smiled quietly, watching them talk. I didn’t say much at first; I just listened. It had been a while since we were all on a call like this together, and so

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