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Taming The Charming Director Mom's Deary
January 20thToday is Arnav’s thirteenth birthday celebration.Unfortunately, I’m not allowed to witness it. I wasn’t allowed to come.I wished I could go, but I know Jullian would throw me out of his home if I insisted. Perhaps even take it further, He might go so far as to make it impossible for me to see my own son again. Sometimes, I wonder if exile would be kinder than enduring the cold indifference I constantly receive from both my husband and my son.I’ve tried, over and over again to build some kind of relationship with my handsome son. But I must accept the bitter truth: he no longer sees me as his mother. The way he looks at me is filled with hatred. It’s heartbreaking.How I long to embrace him the way I used to when he was a child—to whisper to him just how much I love him, how proud I’ve always been. I have always loved Arnav. Despite the storms I’ve had to weather in my marriage with Jullian.my love for our son never waned.My heart was utterly shattered the moment I—
Taming The Charming Director Maybe Tomorrow
Because she had never owned him, not his heart, not his loyalty, not even his time. What they shared was a bond by name, not by soul. And the rest?The rest was just a lie she whispered to herself late at night when the silence grew too loud.It was that knowledge. That unshakeable truth that kept her awake. That pressed down on her chest like a weight that couldn’t be moved. It wasn’t that she wanted to control him, to possess him like some women did with their husbands. No. She wasn’t that kind of woman.All she ever wanted, perhaps foolishly was more of him.More of his voice. More of his touch.More of his time.When was the last time he had even looked at her with kindness?She thought back to the last real conversation they’d had before the fight, before the sharp words and colder silences and she came up empty. It had been so long since he’d looked at her without reservation. So long since she had felt seen.Maybe it was after they argued about his mother.Maybe that was the tu
Taming The Charming Director Overthinking
When Arnav finally reached his car door and Arsene was still standing nearby, Arnav cleared his throat. His subtle way of signaling that it was time to part ways. This was where the evening should end. He needed some time alone again and didn’t want any further interruptions from his brother. But instead of taking the hint, because Arsene was either oblivious or simply pretending not to notice. He wandered to the passenger side and casually opened the door, as if assuming he was welcome.By the time they were both seated inside, Arnav could feel the tension rising again.“Shall I remind you to go home?” he said coldly. “Your wife might start getting worried about her husband staying out this late at night.”Arsene didn’t seem to care. He buckled his seatbelt, clearly ready to ride with Arnav. “She’s an understanding woman,” he replied casually.“She still deserves attention from her husband,” Arnav pressed, hoping his brother would get the message and leave his car.“In that case, you
Taming The Charming Director Stiff Response
Arnav had assumed Arsene wouldn’t follow him. He had been certain his younger brother would stay a bit longer at the pub, perhaps nursing his drink or flirting with one of the women lingering by the bar. But all those thoughts shattered the moment he suddenly heard approaching from behind. Not hurried, but steady, so familiar.Then came the arm, slung casually around his neck in a gesture only a sibling could pull off with such nonchalance. Arnav didn’t resist it. He didn’t push him away at all. Instead, he let Arsene do whatever he wanted. He let his brother have this moment, allowed him to fill the silence with idle chatter, even if he didn’t respond to most of it. Arsene’s words floated past his ears like autumn leaves skimming the pavement, noticeable, but not enough to stir him.Truthfully, Arnav had hoped that the biting cold air would somehow help ease the burden in his chest. He had hoped the chill would anchor him, make him feel something else besides the chaos gnawing at his
Taming The Charming Director Let’s See How Far This Story Goes
“Enough!” Arnav snapped, slamming his glass onto the bar counter making the bar’s atmosphere tense and brittle. His teeth clenched, his voice a thunderclap that silenced the space around them. Arsene knew that if he pressed further, that glass would soon shatter in his brother’s hand.So, he held back. he said nothing. He waited. Let Arnav breathe. Watched the grip on the glass loosen, if only a little. Then, quietly, he spoke. “But even if you reject her, she’s still our mother, Arnav.”“Arsene!” Arnav growled, his voice a roar contained in human skin. “I told you, I don’t want to talk about that woman. Not with you. Not with anyone. I don’t care if she misses me or dreams about me or cries my name into the void. I don’t care what she thinks of me. Not even a little!”The bar went silent as heads turned toward them. Arnav had slammed the counter hard enough to echo. Drawing glances and murmurs from nearby tables. But Arnav didn’t care. His breathing was ragged now.“And as for your l
Taming The Charming Director Past Memories
"No," Arsene finally said, his voice soft, like a confession carried on the wind. His eyes wandered briefly toward Arnav, then back to the emptiness between them. An invisible ocean of memories and regrets. Before he decided to continue on his own “But what I did… I suppose it danced dangerously close to it. It might as well have been.”He took a breath, steady but weighted, before continuing.“I didn’t realize that what I said could be mistaken as a proposal. Honestly, I had no idea Raellyn would take my words and weave them into a promise. I mean… You know how things were back then, Sylvia and I were in the middle of a terrible fight at the time. On the brink of breaking apart. That is the worst fight of our lives. I was lost... vulnerable. And Raellyn... she was already so close to me. It wasn’t far-fetched to think we could become something more. But we closer than we should’ve and in that fragile space, it felt almost natural... almost inevitable.”Arsene’s voice dropped a little
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