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Chapter 27: Wedding Day Tears
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Married by Mistake, Loved by Designย ย ย Chapter Twenty Eight: Wedding Night
The gentle hum of the ocean drifted in through the balcony doors of the honeymoon suite, casting a peaceful lull over the room. The lights were dimmed, the scent of white lilies filled the air, and the bed was adorned with scattered rose petals โ a romantic clichรฉ that somehow felt just right.Valeria stood near the window in a silk robe, her heart still fluttering with the echoes of the day's whirlwind. Her fingers brushed the edge of the windowpane as she looked out at the dark horizon. The ceremony had been perfect โ dreamy, surreal, and full of so much emotion that she hadnโt stopped smiling since she said โI do.โBut now, reality had settled into the stillness. They were married. For real. Not for a contract. Not for image. But for love.Alejandro was in the adjoining room, changing out of his tuxedo, and each second ticked louder in her ears.Was he nervous, too?Would tonight be different now that everything between them was real?She heard the soft knock before he stepped into
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-04-30Married by Mistake, Loved by Designย ย ย Chapter One: Coffee, Chaos, and the CEO
Monterrey, Mexico โ 7:42 a.m.The office of Herrera & Sons was as cold and polished as its CEO โ sleek lines, steel accents, and silence sharp enough to cut glass.And into that silence stormed Valeria Mendoza, twenty-six, five-foot-five, soaked in caramel macchiato, and dangerously close to snapping.โยกMaldita sea!โ she hissed, dabbing at her blouse with a napkin that was failing its lifeโs mission.The receptionist flinched. โSeรฑorita Mendoza, are you okay?โValeria forced a tight smile, clutching her ruined coffee cup. โFine. Just another glamorous Monday of burning my chest and soul.โShe strode toward the elevator, high ponytail swaying, heels clicking with purpose. She had five minutes to get to the top floor and deliver updated design boards to The Ice King himself โ Alejandro Herrera.CEO. Architect. Walking thundercloud in a designer suit.Valeria had been Alejandroโs assistant for exactly four weeks. In that time, he had:Learned her name (barely).Criticized her font choice
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-04-04Married by Mistake, Loved by Designย ย ย Chapter Two: Playing Pretend in Prada
โYou're late.โAlejandro didnโt bother looking at her as she stepped into the sleek black town car waiting by the curb. His eyes remained glued to his phone, thumb flicking through unread emails like they were beneath him.Valeria yanked the door shut and exhaled, annoyed. โYou're lucky I agreed to this insane idea at all.โHe finally glanced up โ crisp suit, sharp jawline, a pair of sunglasses that screamed I donโt do patience.โAnd yet here you are.โShe narrowed her eyes. โOnly because you offered to triple my salary. And I need to pay off my momโs hospital bills.โAlejandro looked at her for a beat longer than necessary, as if trying to read between her words. Then he returned to his phone, voice flat. โYouโll need to smile more.โโIโll smile when youโre less of a jackass.โHe almost smirked. Almost.Inside the Town CarValeria smoothed down her borrowed designer dress โ a sleek off-the-shoulder navy number pulled from the firm's PR closet at the last second. She looked like she b
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-04-04Married by Mistake, Loved by Designย ย ย Chapter Three: Dinner with the Devilโs Approval
Valeria stood outside Alejandroโs penthouse door, wine bottle in one hand, nerves twisting her stomach like ribbon. She was dressed in a fitted emerald green dress โ conservative enough for a family dinner, but flattering enough to make Alejandro stare. Which she definitely wasnโt hoping for. At all.She exhaled.You can do this. Pretend. Smile. Eat. Lie. Leave.She rang the bell.The door opened instantly, revealing Alejandro โ barefoot, in a black button-down rolled up at the sleeves and charcoal trousers. Casual. Sinfully casual.Valeriaโs brain took a second to reboot.โYouโre late,โ he said, voice flat.โYouโre not wearing shoes.โHis mouth twitched. โYou brought wine?โโYou said to look convincing. Nothing screams loving fiancรฉe like a good Malbec.โHe took the bottle, their fingers brushing briefly. โYou lookโโValeria raised a brow. โWhat?โHis eyes lingered a second too long. โConvincing.โShe hated how smug it made her feel.Inside the PenthouseThe place was too clean. Mode
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-04-04Married by Mistake, Loved by Designย ย ย Chapter Four: The Ex Factor
Valeria had barely survived the penthouse dinner when her phone buzzed again the next morning.Alejandro: Be ready at 6:00 p.m. sharp. Formal attire. Company gala. Do not be late.She groaned. Another night of playing pretend, plastering on a smile while resisting the urge to punch him โ or worse, kiss him again.She hated how her lips still tingled from almost kissing him on that damn balcony.She texted back:Valeria: Only if you promise not to look at me like that again.The typing bubble appeared. Then vanished.Coward.Later That Night โ At the GalaThe Hotel Quinta Real ballroom was a wonderland of silver chandeliers, string quartets, and old money perfume. Valeriaโs emerald green dress shimmered under the soft lighting, hugging her curves like it had been sewn onto her skin.She felt Alejandroโs eyes on her the moment she walked in. He looked dangerously perfect in a navy tux, his dark hair slicked back, a glass of champagne in one hand.โNice of you to show up,โ he murmured wh
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-04-05Married by Mistake, Loved by Designย ย ย Chapter Five: Legally Bound, Emotionally Wrecked
Valeria paced her apartment like a caged animal, the marriage certificate clutched in one trembling hand.Her mind kept looping the same impossible question:How the hell was she legally married to Alejandro Herrera?The paper wasnโt fake. It was stamped, signed, and government-issued.And worst of all?She remembered none of it.A sharp knock at the door jolted her out of the spiral.She didnโt need to check who it was.Alejandro never waited.She yanked the door open. โWhat the hell did you do?โHe didnโt flinch at her fury. โCan I come in?โShe shoved the paper against his chest. โYou can come in when you explain this.โHe stepped inside anyway.The door slammed behind him.Inside Her ApartmentAlejandro took one look at the document, then looked at her.His voice was low. Controlled. โWhere did you get this?โโIt was on my kitchen counter.โโWho else has a key to your place?โโDonโt play the security game, Alejandro. Explain.โHe ran a hand through his hair โ and for the first tim
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-04-05Married by Mistake, Loved by Designย ย ย Chapter Six: Forbidden Fires and Flashing Cameras
The next morning, Valeria was already regretting every single word of the clause she had so confidently demanded.No touching.No kissing.No falling in love.It had sounded smart โ empowering, even โ when she said it. Now? It felt like a joke written by someone who had no idea how Alejandro Herreraโs smirk could unravel her.And apparently, sheโd have to test her self-control immediately.Because when she stepped outside her apartment to grab coffee โ three cameras were pointed at her face.Flash.Flash."Seรฑora Herrera! Are you really married to Alejandro?""Is it true the wedding was done in secret?""Is there a baby on the way?"Valeria blinked, stunned. โWhat the hell?โThen a black SUV screeched to a stop beside her.The door swung open.โGet in,โ Alejandro barked from inside.She obeyed. Mostly because she wasnโt about to get grilled on a sidewalk in her pajama hoodie.Inside the CarโWhat the hell was that?โ she snapped, heart pounding.Alejandro passed her his phone.Trending
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-04-05Married by Mistake, Loved by Designย ย ย Chapter Seven: A Dance with the Devil
The invitation arrived in a sleek black envelope, sealed with gold foil and far too much drama.The Annual Gala for Latinx Architects & Designers.Valeria stared at the RSVP card like it might explode.Sheโd been to events before โ gallery openings, small design expos โ but this? This was the Met Gala of architecture. And now she wasnโt just a guest.She was Alejandro Herreraโs wife.Even if only on paper.Her stomach twisted.The Night of the GalaValeria stood in front of the full-length mirror in a wine-red, silk satin dress. The slit was dangerously high, the neckline dangerously low, and the fabric clung to her like temptation itself.When she walked downstairs, Alejandro stood at the base of the staircase waiting.And for the first time, he forgot how to breathe.โYou lookโฆโ His voice cracked. โ...like a beautiful mistake Iโd gladly keep making.โShe rolled her eyes โ but her cheeks flushed. โYouโre full of lines, Herrera.โโAnd youโre full of surprises, seรฑora Herrera.โAt the
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-04-05
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Married by Mistake, Loved by Designย ย ย Chapter Twenty Eight: Wedding Night
The gentle hum of the ocean drifted in through the balcony doors of the honeymoon suite, casting a peaceful lull over the room. The lights were dimmed, the scent of white lilies filled the air, and the bed was adorned with scattered rose petals โ a romantic clichรฉ that somehow felt just right.Valeria stood near the window in a silk robe, her heart still fluttering with the echoes of the day's whirlwind. Her fingers brushed the edge of the windowpane as she looked out at the dark horizon. The ceremony had been perfect โ dreamy, surreal, and full of so much emotion that she hadnโt stopped smiling since she said โI do.โBut now, reality had settled into the stillness. They were married. For real. Not for a contract. Not for image. But for love.Alejandro was in the adjoining room, changing out of his tuxedo, and each second ticked louder in her ears.Was he nervous, too?Would tonight be different now that everything between them was real?She heard the soft knock before he stepped into
Married by Mistake, Loved by Designย ย ย Chapter 27: Wedding Day Tears
The morning sun filtered through sheer ivory curtains, casting a soft glow over the hotel suite. Valeria sat in front of the mirror, her heart racing as her makeup artist dabbed foundation onto her already pale face. The scent of peonies and jasmineโher chosen bouquetโfilled the air, but it did little to soothe the tremor in her chest.This was supposed to be the happiest day of her life. Yet, after what happened the night before, everything felt like a lie waiting to explode.She hadnโt slept. Not after Alejandroโs ex, Camila, had shown up at the bachelorette party uninvited, with a smug smile and a folder of photos she threatened to leak.โHeโs not who you think he is,โ Camila had whispered in Valeriaโs ear, just before being escorted out by security. โYouโll regret saying yes.โValeria had laughed it off at the time, pretending to be unfazed. But all night, her mind spiraledโwhat if there was truth in Camilaโs warning? What if everything sheโd started to believe about Alejandroโthe
Married by Mistake, Loved by Designย ย ย Chapter Twenty Six: Bachelor/Bachelorette Night Drama
It was supposed to be a fun, carefree nightโa night to celebrate the end of the single life, to laugh, dance, and let loose. But nothing with Alejandro Herrera was ever as simple as it seemed.Valeria stood in front of the mirror in her hotel room, eyes flicking to the stunning dress sheโd chosen for the bachelorette party. It was daringโdeep red, with a plunging neckline and just the right amount of sparkle. She had to admit, it was the kind of dress that made her feel powerful, the kind that made her forget about the mess that had come with the fake engagement, the messy emotions, and all the hidden truths that neither of them had dared to confront.She glanced at the clock. Alejandro was waiting downstairs. There was no turning back.The plan was simple: a night out with her closest friends, with some champagne, dancing, and maybe a little fun that didnโt involve wedding plans. But something inside her told her tonight wasnโt going to go as planned.When she arrived at the venueโa
Married by Mistake, Loved by Designย ย ย Chapter Twenty Five: Wedding Preparations
The countdown had begun.With less than two weeks to the wedding, the Herrera estate buzzed like a beehive. Staff rushed up and down the corridors. Event planners barked instructions. Garment bags flowed in like river currentsโwhite silk, champagne tulle, ivory lace.But amidst the chaos, Valeria stood in the center of it allโdazed, overwhelmed, and holding a piece of pistachio cake between her fingers like it was a life raft."I can't believe this is happening," she murmured, her voice barely audible over the classical quartet rehearsing on the balcony. "I'm marrying Alejandro Herrera. And not as a decoy."Mirabel leaned over the tasting table, popping a chocolate truffle into her mouth. "Babe, youโre marrying the countryโs most eligible bachelor. Itโs giving Cinderella, but with espresso and legal contracts."Valeria blinked. "Do you hear yourself?""I do. And you should too. Youโre glowing.โโIโm sweating.โโFrom love.โValeria rolled her eyes, but the warmth spreading through her
Married by Mistake, Loved by Designย ย ย Chapter Twenty Four: A Real Proposal
The waves crashed against the rocks as the sun began its descent behind the Monterrey skyline, casting golden hues across the private balcony where Valeria stood. The breeze tugged at the soft fabric of her cream dress, and for once, she wasnโt thinking about tomorrow. She was lost in the silenceโฆ and Alejandro.Behind her, the glass door opened with a soft click.He didnโt speak immediately. Just stood there, watching her, hands tucked into his pockets like he was afraid if he moved too quickly, the moment might vanish.โWhy does it feel like the air is holding its breath?โ she asked, not turning.Alejandroโs voice was low. โBecause it is.โShe turned then. He was in a navy blazer, no tie, his shirt undone at the top. There was something different in his postureโunguarded. And something about his eyesโฆ they werenโt the sharp daggers she was used to. They were oceans, stormy and unsure.โI ruined everything,โ he said quietly.Her lips parted, but she didnโt interrupt. She let the conf
Married by Mistake, Loved by Designย ย ย Chapter Twenty Three: New Beginnings
Paris โ Late AfternoonThe silence in the car was heavy, not uncomfortable but potentโlike a string pulled taut between two people whoโd hurt each other more deeply than theyโd ever intended.Valeria looked out the window, the city blurring past. Paris had never seemed so soft, so forgiving. Or maybe it was her heart, bruised and raw, starting to beat again.Alejandroโs fingers flexed on the steering wheel. He hadnโt taken his eyes off the road, but his voice was low, calm, deliberate.โWhy didnโt you tell me about the legal mix-up?โ he asked.Valeriaโs breath caught.โI wanted to,โ she admitted. โBut every time I tried, you made it clear I was just a pawn in a business deal. A beautiful, replaceable prop.โAlejandro winced. The words stung because they were trueโat least, back then.โI was scared,โ she continued. โScared that if I said somethingโฆ it would all collapse. That I would lose even the illusion of being wanted by you.โHe finally looked at her, just for a second, but it fel
Married by Mistake, Loved by Designย ย ย Chapter Twenty Two: The Truth Shared
Monterrey, Mexico โ 10:12 a.m.The sun pierced through the tall windows of Alejandroโs penthouse, casting sharp lines across the polished floors. But nothing about the day felt warm.Valeria stood at the edge of the living room, fingers trembling as she gripped the strap of her bag like a lifeline. Alejandro stood across from her, freshly shaven, suit pressed, but eyes worn with the weight of days lost in solitude.They hadnโt spoken in weeks. Not really. Not beyond that desperate moment on the rooftop when heโd almost kissed her. And nowโhere they were again, oceans apart in the same room.โI didnโt expect you to actually come,โ he said softly, as if speaking too loudly would break whatever fragile thread tethered them.โI wasnโt sure I would,โ she replied, voice low. โBut... you left a letter. And your driver.โโI didnโt know what else to do.โHer heart gave a painful thud.Alejandro Herrera, the man who once barked commands like they were gospel, now stood there stripped of defense
Married by Mistake, Loved by Designย ย ย Chapter Twenty One: The Grand Gesture
Monterrey, Mexico โ 8:04 p.m.Alejandro Herrera had been to countless galas, awards nights, and investor dinners. He had walked red carpets, negotiated million-dollar deals, and delivered speeches in front of hundreds.But nothing โ not even the day he took over Herrera & Sons โ made his hands sweat the way this evening did.The garden outside Valeria's apartment complex was quiet, lit only by a string of fairy lights heโd personally hung in a mad, last-minute decision. A small table with two chairs sat under a blooming jacaranda tree, lavender petals gently carpeting the stone floor. And in his trembling hand was a velvet box.He checked his watch. 8:05 p.m.She wasnโt answering his calls. Hadnโt for a week. Since the truth about her identity exploded in the media โ โBillionaire Heiress Hiding in Plain Sightโ โ Valeria had vanished.Alejandro had tried everything. Heโd driven to her motherโs care facility only to find out sheโd paid the remaining bills in full and moved her to a priv
Married by Mistake, Loved by Designย ย ย Chapter Twenty: A Real Wedding
The sun rose over San Miguel de Allende in a golden blaze, casting warm light across the cobblestone streets and colonial buildings. The small town, chosen deliberately by Valeria for its charm and privacy, was still quietโexcept for the private hacienda tucked behind flowering bougainvillea and carved wooden gates. Today wasnโt about press. It wasnโt about contracts or damage control. Today was about them. Alejandro stood in front of the tall mirror, adjusting the crisp collar of his white linen shirt. His hands were steady, but his chest was fullโof anticipation, of wonder, of something close to joy. He never thought heโd feel this again. Not after the betrayals. Not after the loneliness. But then Valeria happened. And everything had changed. Outside the room, his younger brother Emilio knocked once and stepped in with a grin. โYou ready, man?โ Alejandro met his reflection in the mirror. For the first time in years, he didnโt see the cold CEO. He saw a man softened by l
