LOGINCheers erupted throughout the venue as Lena threw her arms around Tarzan’s neck, nearly knocking him off balance. He laughed, catching her securely around the waist. "Careful, sweetheart." Lena burst into laughter against his shoulder. "I'm sorry!" "You've apologized twice already. I think you owe me a kiss instead. Hmm?" He tilted his head, giving her a playful wink. "Kiss me. Let the whole world know you're my woman. I'd really like that." She pulled back just enough to look at him. He winked again. That was all it took. Lena grabbed his collar and yanked him toward her with such force that his eyes widened in surprise. Before he could say another word, she kissed him. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she kissed him so passionately that she forgot to breathe. The audience went wild. Tarzan's arms tightened around her waist as he kissed her back, completely forgetting that thousands of people were watching them. The cameras flashed relentlessly, capturing every second
The laughter gradually faded after his declaration. Tarzan continued. "When you stole my heart back then. I didn't know what love was back then. I was just a kid, too young to understand what I was feeling." He paused, his gaze never leaving hers. "But I knew I wanted to stay beside you. I wanted to hear you talk. I wanted to see you smile. And when you held my hand and asked if I was okay, I remember thinking that I had never met anyone as beautiful as you. I didn't want to let go of your hand. So, right there, in my little head, I made a decision. I decided that I would be the one to protect you from then on." Lena's lips parted as she listened, fresh tears gathering in her eyes. She remembered how he promised her that, and she had laughed at his childish determination, who knew.... "And then I proposed to you." Tarzan's voice interrupted her memory. "You accepted but you didn't mean it. I was too young to understand that you'd tricked me. You little meanie!" The
"Lena... the love of my life."Tarzan's voice echoed throughout the enormous arena as he started over.He looked up at her, his eyes filled with so much love that the sight alone was enough to make several women in the audience clutch their chests."God, I love you so much," he whispered, almost as if he had forgotten that thousands of people were watching them.Lena chuckled as her eyes filled with tears once again."I don't even know where to begin," he admitted with a soft chuckle. "Honestly, I don't think we'd leave this place tonight if I were allowed to say everything I feel about you."Laughter rippled through the audience."Go ahead!" someone shouted.Lena immediately recognized the voice.Nora, of course."We want to hear everything!" Hannah yelled in support.Lena burst into laughter and glanced around the arena, trying to spot her friends among the enormous crowd.Her eyes searched the audience, but she couldn't find them.Eventually, she gave up and turned back to Tarzan.
"Enough?"Eric asked."A five-year contract is more than enough."Jean-Pierre chuckled, shaking his head as he watched the scene unfold on the monitor."That boy is insane," Eric repeated, running a hand through his hair. "Who proposes in the middle of a fashion show? And to think he actually managed to turn the entire runway into his personal proposal stage!""Correction," Jean-Pierre said, his smile widening. "He didn't turn the runway into his personal stage. He turned my fashion show into the most unforgettable proposal of the year."Eric stared at him."You sound proud.""Of course, I'm proud. My plan worked!" Jean-Pierre exclaimed, leaning back in his chair. "Do you have any idea how many people are watching this show right now? Tomorrow, every fashion magazine will be talking about it."He crossed one leg over the other, looking thoroughly pleased with himself."And the best part? I didn't even have to pay for the publicity."Eric burst out laughing."You and that bastard deser
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Thankfully, the tension didn't last much longer. Soon, the models stopped moving. One after another, they turned in a unison, lined up gracefully, and executed an elegant ballet bow. Hannah blinked. "Okay... what's going on now?" Before anyone could answer, the music changed. The models transformed into graceful ballet dancers, swirling beautifully as the stage lighting changed instantly to complement the performance. The entire runway seemed to undergo a magical transformation. A collective gasp swept through the audience. People stared in awe, phones raised as the dancers began moving in perfect synchronization around Lena. And then, slowly, they began dancing around her. Lena stood at the center of it all. For a moment, she couldn't comprehend what was happening. Then realization began to dawn on her. The tears gathering in her eyes were no longer entirely from distress. She smiled in relief as she watched the dancers move around her, their graceful performance
The message I sent to my husband Mitch was left unanswered. Just like the ones I sent days ago… weeks ago. He had stopped replying to my texts. I scrolled through the one-sided conversation, my heart tightening at how pathetic it looked. Suddenly, a message popped up. Hoping it was his reply, I
MITCH'S POV I was staring at the TV replaying highlights of the match we’d lost 3-1 with bottles on the table in front of me. I cracked open another one, trying to flush down the frustration inside my chest. My childhood friend Jake walked in from the kitchen, towel over his shoulder, and rai
I forced myself up and walked back into the bedroom Mitch and I had shared for three years of our marriage. I hadn’t slept in that bed for over two years now. Not since I left it. Every morning, he used to wake me up to complain about my snoring. I apologized. Then… I started staying awake
I met Mitch fifteen years ago at a coffee shop. I was sixteen, working as a store assistant and trying to look like I had my life together. I still remember what I wore that day. A faded white sundress scattered with tiny yellow flowers. Sandals laced around my ankles. Mitch was standing in







