Se connecterOne reckless night. One forbidden crush. One playboy who sees her fire. She’s loved her best friend Frank in silence for six years—until the man from her drunken one-night stand turns out to be Eric, the rich, dangerous playboy brother of the woman Frank wants. Eric isn’t supposed to care. He’s the man every girl wants and the one she should stay away from. But when their paths cross again, his teasing turns possessive, his protection turns personal, and his kiss reminds her what it feels like to be seen. She’s tired of being the invisible girl. He’s the man who sees everything she hides. But falling for him could destroy everything she’s ever known.
Voir plus私が行きたい、と言っていた夜景が素敵なレストラン。
高層階にあるこの場所は、窓から見える夜景が有名で。
まるで星を散りばめられたような光景に私の目は釘付けになっていた。
目の前には、どこか緊張した面持ちの婚約者――清水 瞬(しみず しゅん)が座っている。
素敵な時間も、もう終盤。
あとは食後のデザートを残すのみ、となった頃。
緊張した面持ちのまま、瞬が口を開いた。
「心(こころ)」
「どうしたの、瞬?」
瞬が、緊張した面持ちのまま、小さな小箱を取り出した。
私の目は、それを視界に映した瞬間、驚きに目を見開く。
瞬はすぅっと息を吸い込むと、私を真っ直ぐに見つめたまま、言葉を紡ぐ。
髪の毛の隙間からちらりと覗く瞬の耳は、真っ赤に染まっていた。
「加納 心(かのう こころ)さん。俺はこれからもずっと君と一緒にいたい。結婚しよう」
「――瞬っ、嬉しいっ。もちろんよ、よろしくお願いします!」
私達が付き合って、5年。婚約を結んでから、2年。
今日は私達の記念日だった。
そんな記念日に、こうしてレストランでプロポーズを受けるなんて。私の視界は、涙で滲んでいく。
私たちの周りには、いつの間にか沢山のお客さんが集まり、拍手で祝福してくれた。
感動して泣き出す私を瞬が優しく抱きしめ、そっと唇にキスを落としてくれた。
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それなのに――。
「心、君の気持ちは十分伝わったよ。俺たち付き合おう」
そう、愛おし気に目を細めて言ってくれたのは、全部嘘だったのだろう。
今、私に向けられている瞬の目は、かつての温かさや優しさ、愛おしさ
なんか微塵も残っていなかった。
ただただ、煩わしそうに瞳が細められ、冷たい視線が注がれている。
「……何だその顔は?嫌そうな顔をするな。麗奈は今、帰国したばかりで大変なんだ」
瞬は、心底煩わしそうに私を一瞥し、すぐに顔を逸らしてしまう。
「何も、言ってないわ……行ってらっしゃい」
「最初から快く送り出しておけばいいものを……面倒な事をするなよ、心」
瞬はふん、と鼻を鳴らして私をひと睨みした後、冷たく背を向けて部屋を出て行ってしまう。
苛立ち混じりに力任せに閉められた扉の音が大きく響く。
私は一人、広い部屋にぽつりと残され、佇んでいた。
今日は、記念日だったのに。
テーブルの上には瞬の好物が沢山用意され、所狭しと並べられていた。
瞬はそれを一口も食べる事はせず、会社から帰るなり急いで麗奈のもとへ行ってしまった。
沢山の料理が並べられたテーブルの向こう、二人で撮った写真が写真立てに飾られ、楽しげに笑っていた。
もう、あの写真の中のように笑う瞬を、私はしばらく見ていない。
ERIC’S POV The mansion looked the same as it always had…big, cold, and full of lies. I stood outside the heavy front door for a moment, my heart pounding hard in my chest. This was it. The last time I would step foot in this place. The last time I would face the woman who called herself my mother. After today, I was closing this chapter for good. Sabrina waited in the car down the driveway, wearing the simple white dress she had chosen for our small wedding. She was my future. This house? It was nothing but my past. I pushed the door open without knocking. My shoes echoed on the marble floor as I walked into the living room. Mom was there, standing near the big window, staring out like she was waiting for bad news. When she saw me, her face twisted with anger and pain. “Eric!” she yelled, her voice cracking through the quiet house. “How could you do this to your father?!” I stopped a few feet away from her, my hands clenched at my sides. The words didn’t even sting anymore. I fe
SABRINA’S POVThe sound of Diana’s screams faded as Eric’s men dragged her out of the penthouse, her heels scraping against the floor in one last pathetic struggle. The door slammed shut, and suddenly the room felt quieter than it should have. My heart was still racing from everything that had just happened. Watching Eric trick her into confessing felt like justice, but it also left a bitter taste in my mouth. These people…his family, my so-called family…had turned our lives into a battlefield.I turned to Eric. He stood there, tall and strong, his jaw tight like he was still holding back a storm. “I’m sorry about everything I just said,” he murmured, his voice low. “I hated every word. I needed her to break.”I walked over and sat on his lap, wrapping my arms around his neck. His body relaxed a little under mine. “It’s okay,” I whispered, resting my forehead against his. “I know you were just trying to get her to confess. You did what you had to do. I trust you.”For a moment, the wo
ERIC’S POVI pushed open the door to the penthouse, the familiar smell of home hitting me right away. My body was still buzzing from the confrontation at the mansion, but seeing Sabrina up and moving around the kitchen eased something tight in my chest. She was at the stove, wearing one of my shirts that reached her thighs, flipping eggs in a pan. The sight should have been normal, peaceful even. But after last night, it made my heart ache. She was trying so hard to act okay.“Hey,” I said softly, closing the door behind me. “You should be resting, baby.”She turned and gave me a small smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “I’m fine, Eric. Seriously. I wanted to make us breakfast.”I walked over and watched her for a second. Her hands were shaking slightly as she stirred the food. I knew that look. She was trying to distract herself, to push the horror away by doing something normal. I couldn’t let her carry it alone.“I know you,” I said gently, reaching past her to turn off the stove. “
ERIC’S POVThe drive back to the penthouse felt like it took forever, even though the streets were empty at this hour. Sabrina sat beside me, wrapped in my jacket, her hand still gripping mine like it was the only thing keeping her from falling apart. She hadn’t said much since naming Tina and Diana, just occasional shaky breaths. Every time she shivered, my chest tightened with fresh rage. Those women…my own sister and the one my mother pushed on me…had tried to destroy the best thing in my life. I kept my eyes on the road, but my mind was already planning what came next.We pulled into the underground parking. I killed the engine and came around to her side, lifting her carefully into my arms. She didn’t protest, just rested her head against my shoulder. Her body felt so light, so broken. It killed me.We entered the elevator and when we reached the door I opened it and carried her inside. The penthouse was quiet and dark, the city lights twinkling through the big windows. It felt
SABRINA’S POVThe taxi dropped me off in front of a tall iron gate that looked like it belonged in a movie about old money.I paid the driver with shaking hands, stepped out, and stood there staring at the house beyond the bars.Big.White.Perfect.The kind of house that never had leaky faucets or
SABRINA’S POVHe didn’t wake up.I kept waiting for it… the moment his eyes would open, the moment the machines would change, the moment something would happen.But nothing did.The room stayed quiet except for the steady beeping. His chest rose and fell slowly. His hand stayed in mine, still, frag
SABRINA’S POV The woman—his wife—spoke first, voice quiet but firm.“Stop that, James.”The boy—James—didn’t even look at her.He kept his eyes on me, cold and narrow.“Stop what?” he snapped. “She’s been acting like she’s something precious, refusing to come see Dad until she heard he’s dying. I
SABRINA’S POVGrandma wouldn’t let us leave.She looked at the clock, then at us, then at the kitchen, and said the one thing I knew we couldn’t argue with:“You’re staying for dinner.”Eric opened his mouth—probably to say we had plans—but Grandma raised one gray eyebrow and that was it. Argument












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