LOGINThen Carina and her gang strutted past, tossing mocking glances and smug little smiles, their laughter echoing faintly through the corridor. Cristiano had already had his mask back on, so they didn’t recognize him—or notice the quiet electricity that lingered between him and Siena. They muttered a few degrading comments as they passed, but Siena didn’t even flinch.She didn’t waste a second on them. Her attention was fixed solely on the man before her—the man who had actually come all the way here just to see her, to make things right.As for Cristiano, he couldn’t have cared less about anyone else. The world could’ve burned around him, and he still wouldn’t have noticed. His mind had only one purpose—to comfort his upset wife. He didn’t even register that the girls’ whispers were aimed at them. All he could see was Siena—his wife, his peace, his reason for being there.A short distance away, Anna and Riya stood watching. When Cristiano removed his mask, they froze in shock. They reco
Cristiano sighed as Siena narrowed her eyes. “What now? You don’t have an answer, my husband?” she said in an annoyed tone, turning to leave—but Cristiano’s deep, commanding voice stopped her in her tracks.“I have my bodyguards following you everywhere, amore mio,” he said evenly. “You’re safe. If anything distressing happens to you, I’m notified immediately.”His confession left Siena speechless. But it didn’t feel reassuring—it only made her realize that she could never truly make her husband worry about her. The bodyguards were always following her—discreetly, keeping just enough distance so no one would ever suspect she had them with her. Not even her classmates knew about it. Only Riya and Anna were aware of the quiet shadows that constantly watched over their friend.“So I’m safe, and you already know that,” she said finally, her voice edged with irritation. “Then why did you even come here, Cris? Your time’s too important for things like this, right? Go back to your work.”“
Her eyes softened in recognition. But then she remembered she was upset—and with a small frown, she snatched her hand away.Her friends had stopped too, watching the scene unfold, their eyes narrowing at the masked man who dared to grab Siena’s wrist.“Hey! Leave her alone!” Anna shouted, taking a step forward, ready to defend her friend. Riya followed right behind her, anger flashing across her face.Sensing the tension, Siena quickly intervened, her voice low and hesitant. “Um… he’s Cristiano—my husband.”Both Anna and Riya froze for a second before their faces lit up with excitement. They exchanged a quick, thrilled glance, then turned to face Cristiano.“Hi!” They chimed together, smiling brightly.Cristiano gave them a polite nod, but Siena didn’t smile. Instead, she turned away and began to walk off.“Baby, wait,” he called, catching up and taking her hand again. “Let’s talk.”“Talk? Really, Cris?” she murmured, her tone flat and hurt. “And why are you here? Weren’t you too busy
“Well, it’s not that hard to guess, is it?” one of the girls from Carina’s gang chimed in with a mocking grin. “Everyone in college knows Fabio dumped her and married someone better. With her reputation and that rushed marriage, what else could she have gotten except an old man? I bet he’s so ugly she’s too embarrassed to show him off. That’s why she didn’t invite anyone from our class—not even you two, her so-called best friends—to the wedding. She’s ashamed and scared people will find out her dirty secret.”A round of cruel laughter filled the classroom.Siena simply shook her head, unfazed. She had never cared about what the world thought—not when she was with Fabio, not when he left her, and not even when her marriage was kept a secret. All she ever needed was a handful of people who truly loved her. Her friends understood that, and they never questioned why they weren’t invited to her wedding. Siena was grateful to have them, her real treasures.After them, Soraya, Elena, and Cri
In the classroom, the professor concluded his lecture and then checked his phone, a small smile tugging at his lips. “You all have the music competition today—the first round of screening,” he announced.A wave of excitement buzzed through the room. Students began whispering eagerly until the professor added, curiosity and admiration mixing in his tone, “So, who’s participating from this class?”A girl with blue-dyed hair, Carina, stood up with a confident smile. The next second, Anna and Riya nudged Siena’s arm, raising her hand for her before she could react. Siena’s eyes widened in shock—she hadn’t signed up. But one look at her friends’ mischievous smiles told her everything. They had already entered her name. Of course, they had—Siena was the best singer in the college, and they were sure she’d win.“All the best,” the professor said, before leaving the class. “Let’s go!” Anna and Riya chimed in unison. “I’ve got your guitar—the one you gave me to keep,” Anna said excitedly.S
But Siena wanted to talk to her husband. She hadn’t heard his voice or seen him since last night—he had already left before she woke up. Now, her heart ached to hear him, or better yet, to see his face on a video call.Without thinking twice, she dialed his number again, this time switching to video. She quickly smoothed her hair, pressed her lips together to even out her gloss, and ran a finger under her eyes in a swift motion—just in case her eyeliner had smudged.She waited, her lips curling into a soft, sensual smile as she stared at the phone screen. But before the full ringtone even finished, the call was disconnected—from his side.He’d cut her call. If he had been busy, he would’ve texted her or at least picked up to say he’d call back—but no, he’d directly rejected it.That meant only one thing…Siena’s heart sank. He didn’t want to talk to her?She panicked and, in desperation, dialed his number again without a second thought. Holding her breath, she waited—one ring, two, th



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