LOGINHe slowly reached behind my back and unhooked my bra with one hand. “Ares! Stop it!” “Make me…” he whispered into my ear. Kianna Myst Saavedra, the eldest daughter of a wealthy family, thought she had it all until a drunken night and a failed relationship led her to agree to a two-year marriage contract with Ares France Vuertalejo. But little did she know, Ares is a wealthy CEO who has been keeping his true identity hidden. As secrets and lies unravel, Kianna and Ares must confront their pasts and fight for their love. Will they overcome the odds or will their journey come to a crashing halt?
View MoreKiannaThe boutique smelled of expensive silk and static electricity. Mr. Sergio, a man whose hands moved with the precision of a surgeon, cinched the measuring tape tight against my waist. I stood on a low wooden dais, my reflection fragmented across a wall of mirrors. Every time I breathed, the tape dug into my ribs, a sharp reminder that this was actually happening.Once he finished, I shed the heavy silk sample and met Miaree and Marcy near the display racks. The air felt lighter.Marcy held up a dress. The fabric was the color of moss after a rainstorm. "Look, Kia. This shade brings out your skin tone. It’s perfect for the reception."I touched the cloth. It felt cool, grounding. An idea flickered in my mind, then caught fire. "Wait. What if we didn't just pick colors for the reception? What if we made the whole wedding... green? And pink? Like a forest coming into bloom." My pulse quickened. "A nature theme. Simple, wild, and quiet."Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.My phone vibrated against my
AresThe taxi carrying Kianna was already a blur of yellow in the distance when a sharp voice snapped me back to the pavement."Sir, we have a situation," one of my floor managers panted, sprinting toward me. "Mr. Guevarra is here. He’s been waiting in the lobby. He’s demanding to see you."My head pounded. Mr. Guevarra? The man held the keys to our entire rural expansion. If we lost him, we lost months of work. I looked back at the retreating taillights, then at the frantic employee."Tell him I’m busy," I snapped, my hand reaching for my phone. "Tell him my secretary can handle the preliminary talks.""Sir, this is the fourth time," the manager insisted, his voice trembling. "If you walk away now, the partnership is gone. We cannot afford this."I hesitated, my chest tightening. I looked toward the horizon, at the direction Kianna had gone. I felt like I was being pulled in two directions, both of them threatening to break me. With a bitter, jagged breath, I spun around. The corporat
The air in the villa grew heavy, suffocating. Madam Buenavista watched the back of Kianna’s coat as she marched toward the gates, her pace relentless and unforgiving."Kianna! Wait!"The call echoed against the high stone walls, but the girl didn't turn. She didn't even slow down. Madam Buenavista’s hands tightened against her own skirt, the fabric bunching under her knuckles. Her heart skipped, a sharp, irregular flutter in her chest. She stood frozen for a moment, watching the gate swing shut, before spinning toward the shadows of the hallway."Get my son," she commanded, her voice thin but sharp as glass. A maid hurried from the corner, eyes averted. "Call him. Tell him to find Kianna. Now. Tell him it’s an emergency—the kind he can't ignore."The maid dipped her head and vanished, leaving Madam Buenavista alone in the silence. She gripped the back of a mahogany chair, her knuckles turning white, wondering if it was already too late to put the pieces back together....AresThe boar
KiannaThe evening air bit at my skin, a sharp, cold reminder of the vulnerability I felt standing before the iron gates of the villa. This house, once a symbol of sanctuary, now felt like a fortress built on secrets. I stared at the towering structure, my pulse thrumming against my throat. If Ares wouldn't answer, if he wouldn't look me in the eye, I would go to the people who raised him. I would force them to drop the act.The walk from the gate to the front door felt like a trek across a frozen wasteland. Every step I took brought a new, jagged wave of nausea. Was I doing the right thing? My palms were slick with sweat, and a dull, rhythmic ache had taken root behind my eyes. I reached the front entrance, but the silence from within was absolute. I circled toward the back, hoping for a lapse in their careful performance, but the garden was as still as a tomb.I turned, ready to retreat, ready to flee back to the safety of my own ignorance, when a voice stopped me cold."Kianna?"I s
He purchased an additional bottle of Carlo Rossi California Red and gave some of it to me to drink. I was extremely drunk at that moment, but because he had already handed me a glass of wine, there was nothing I could do except accept it. I couldn't deny it because it was already in my hands. As he
KIAAs he resumed his remarks while walking toward the bookcase, he added, "I was right all along..." He then finished his statement after reaching the bookcase. "Because I had just recently run into you at the Shangri-La hotel the same night, the news that you had unexpectedly gotten married put a w
KIA"Kianna, your spouse is the one who has been making you look foolish for the better part of a year now. It's not me." Nathan reached out and attempted to shake my hand, but I pushed him away. I went back and watched the portion of the video where the MC introduced Ares as the new CEO of the Vuera
KIA"Do you still remember who I am, Myst?" Nathan expressed his curiosity.I was taken aback, and I found that I was unable to think clearly as a consequence. Because so much time has passed since then, this is the first opportunity I've had to give careful consideration to the matter. He is absolute






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