로그인On her wedding day, she made the most daring decision. Instead of exchanging rings with her supposed groom, she made a live proposal to the city's richest man - Miguel Winslow, rejecting her groom - Daniel. It was a game of recklessness but if it meant escaping her cold family, and her groom whose true identity she has just found out, she doesn't mind not being careful. She is an heiress but has never been treated as one. Many know her as a crying doll and people would never have thought she could be an orchestrator of surprising plans to come. Surrounded with lies, will she ever drown in them as she tries to tame her rightful path? And will the man that never honors invitations but ended up in her ceremony somehow accept her sudden request? _At what expense?
더 보기Lena. .. I sit alone in my self destroyed room. My clothes, dressing table, shoes were all on the floor. Mom has been banging on my door hut I wasn't ready to open so she left.How does it make sense that the great Miguel likes my sister? A melancholic chuckle burst out of my lips as I raise my hand to feel my face. As pretty as I am, good reputation and millions of followers on Instagram too, but she?Angela is just no match for me. "I didn't know she could play this way, she is more cunning than I thought," mom's voice got came to me from the other side of the door. I thought she left? I drag a breath in. She screwed us over and think all will be well? "Why did you bother having a drink with her?" Mom sigh. "Don't worry, the audit team won't find anything on me. I'll soon be back in my chairman chair." She added as a means of cajoling me. "I wanted to show Winslow how useless she was but he doesn't seem to care. I'm so damned!" I pull at my hair strands. I didn't even dr
Roland pov...The car swerves on the tiled road, and I grope the brake, my tires hitting it off with the afro beat playing.I turn to the direction of a club. I need to clear my head.I park my car and move inside, leaving the song on.Club. A place that offers the most noise but where people still run to during their sad days. This is the first time I would enter through the front door and shit, I rather stick to being a backdoor'er if there's any word like such.I glance around, my eyes slowing down the people's dance movements as they vibe to the music.I smile. Isn't it the most ironic thing ever that our body, perfect as it is always advocated as, depends on dance and tunes when in a happy mood and down?I let out a long sigh and take a step forward. A black haired lady slip into my face, her eyes searching behind her, almost colliding into me."Eyes!!" I snap over the loud music.Her face slowly turn to me and our eyes widen at the same time.She points at me,"You?" We both c
Angela. .. The pain of hangover was too much to handle that morning. I had wanted to drink water only, but Lena was just as cunning as her mom. "I warned you.." my second groaned at me. What the barman served spiked my desire for alcohol, and I ended up making four bottles touch rock bottom. The part is that it was an alcohol I haven't tasted before. I always go for whiskey, rum and vodka.The one served was distinct to my tongue, but I couldn't put it down, it was surprisingly addictive even though the taste wasn't really nice.I drag a breath in, the pain in my chest slapping harder like a blade was just shove into it. I wince a little before forcing my eyes open then a sneeze escaped from my mouth. I drag my feet to the kitchen and found everywhere silent. Just the sound of boiling water. Still lost in bits of drunkenness, I grab the kettle and tilts its nose over a glass cup. After I was satisfied with the amount of water, I return the kettle before taking a casual sip
Miguel. ."Did you found the answer you seek?" Pierre asked on our way to work. "She wouldn't say anything," I look out the window. "Doesn't that confirm your suspicion?" "Which is?" I turn to give him a look. "That your wife drinks?" He picks each word with caution. I chuckle. He thinks I would go all the way to her friend to inquire about what was already sure? "I sought for something else and it's already confirmed." I respond with a tone that shows i didn't want to entertain any more comment on the issue. Half way to our destination, my phone rang. I pick it up and a familiar robotic voice ring out,"How well do you trust your wife? Let's see, tomorrow by two, I'll prove to you that all women are the same,"My eyes move over to Pierre and I signal to him.The car jerks to a stop, and he brings out a phone and give me a nod"Since you're calling for the second time, I'd assume this isn't a prankster, and you know who you are speaking to.I cannot help but to be eager abou






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