เข้าสู่ระบบKrystalina ~“With the amount of food you intake every day… you will be a balloon in no time… not that you are any fit now. I would give you my fitness trainer’s contact, you need to work out...”I bit my inner cheek, tears stinging my eyes. But I dared myself not to let them out, my throat tightened and I swallowed, once, twice, trying to push down the burn.I pushed the pasta bowl away, suddenly it felt like shameful proof about me. I decided to stick with the vegetable soup only.She is right. I can’t eat much, or I will become fat, and that means not looking pretty enough up to the standards of the Ashton family.The soup tasted like nothing. Bland. I took small bites of vegetables while slurping the liquid, my throat aching with humiliation. My appetite lost.I saw a familiar hand serving pasta on my plate and pushing it towards me. I glared at him. What is he trying to do? Didn’t he listen to his mother? I can’t get fat.“Body shaming isn’t allowed in my home. Please, everyone,
Krystalina ~He is silent.Not the cold silent but the 'silent'... silent. The kind of silent that makes me want to ask him if I did something wrong.Does he not believe me? Does he think that I also kissed Ethan? I don't know what has happened to him that he is so distant. I want my cold, grumpy husband back.Or maybe he regrets kissing and touching me. The thought made my heart clench with pain that I have never felt before.I don't know what is happening to me either. I have never felt this for anyone before. Not even Morgan. Morgan, he was just there, but Mr Ashton, he is consuming me.I get jealous when I see him with other women even though he does not even spare them a second glance. When he touches me, or even breathes in my direction, every pore of my body becomes alive.I never felt this way for anyone. I and Morgan barely had sex in those two years of relationship. He was always tired and, to be honest, I was glad that he used to be tired or whatever, because I never felt t
Ethan ~I watched as the soft tendrils fell in front of her eyes, and how swiftly she brushed them back. She looked so tender and delicate. The color of her skin matched with the baby pink top she was wearing. I don't know how my brother got this perfect woman. But I guess that fucker is lucky he always gets what he wants. But not this time. This time I will turn the table. Yes, the main reason behind being friendly with Krystalina was to hurt my brother through her. But with each passing day, the line for revenge blurred and something more fierce grew inside my chest. I have to have her. She has to be mine, my feelings for her are growing like fire in the wilderness. She should belong to me but that bastard of my brother got her first. But I know the truth of their marriage. It was not hard to find their so-called "contract marriage and surrogacy."Their marriage is fake. There is no love in between them, the one they pretend to have in front of our stupid family. She is here f
Krystalina ~“Mrs Ashton, don’t you dare to walk away from me.”He grabbed my arm in a tight grip, spinning me around to face him. I raised my hand and landed it across his cheek, hard and sharp.“Don’t you fucking dare to tell me what to do... you cheater.” I jabbed my finger against his chest before pushing him away.I didn’t realise that tears were slipping from my eyes. I was done with him and his mind games. I can’t do this anymore.I sat in the farthest corner of the limo, and he sat in the driver’s seat. Bumps after bumps came, but he didn’t slow down.So, now he is angry and driving. And I am scared, because I slapped him in front of the world. God, how can I be so stupid? Even after knowing what his reputation matters to him.Dread filled inside me. He is angry, I can feel it in my bones. But I don’t care, I am angry... to the point where I never want to see him again.The car stopped in front of the mansion. I opened the door hurriedly and got out, striding towards the mansi
Krystalina ~“Svetlana.”Her name rolled off his tongue, sweet and curt. He never took my name like that. Hell, he never called me by my name.He made a rule that we can't call each other by our first names. I watched him wrap his arms around her, leaving my waist.I gulped. Something burned inside me. I don't know why, but I didn't like the way she touched him and got the pleasure of being in his arms.She is beautiful, far older than me but still elegant and beautiful. She looked at me while still hugging my husband.Lover.So, they are lovers. That means they are having a sexual relationship. Maybe that's why he comes home late, because he has sex with another woman but cannot even touch me.He has forbidden me from thinking about another man, not that I want to think about other men, but it hurts badly to even think of this woman seeing him every day. She gets to touch him and I don't."You got her the famous Dior dress, Beckett... didn't know this side of yours existed. You are s
Krystalina ~"Please make me the prettiest girl for him."Zoran smiled. "You are already the prettiest, my darling. Your husband will go crazy when he sees you." I closed my eyes as he instructed.I want my husband to go crazy. Yes, it is true that this was my dream dress ever since I was a kid, but today I want to dress up for him. I want to look beautiful for him.I want him to see me and hold me. I want to thank him for what he has done for me.Money doesn't matter, but effort does. It didn't take him a single moment before getting this precious dress for me. No one has ever done this for me. Parents don't count. And now it's my time to make him happy.I want to look pretty, but only for him.I sipped on my coconut water while a lady in a baggy sweater and pants did my hair. A knock followed. "Master Ashton is waiting downstairs for you, madam." I heard the voice of one of the maids.My heart sped up at the thought of him waiting for me. "Are we done?" I asked, unable to keep the e
Krystalina~My eyes welled with tears, and my knees felt weak. I gripped his arm, blinking back the tears from falling. The wounds that I thought I had stitched well were now cracked open.Bleeding.I was bleeding from inside, my heart aching, and the embarrassment that his betrayal caused me lit i
Krystalina ~I sat on the farthest corner of his Bugatti Chiron. Even the leather in this car was softer and more comfortable than the old worn-out sofa at my parents’ home.If I owned this car, I would have built my entire life in it.My gaze drifted to a little girl selling candies wrapped in red
Krystalina~I lathered my chest to the rounds of my breast with glitter body oil. My pulse fluttered under my glowing skin as I smoothed a final touch of glitter over my collarbones and my cleavage. It's Christmas Eve, and I want every eye on me. I want his brown eyes on me. I slipped into my whi
Krystalina~My name rolled off his tongue like he was born to say my name only. Cold yet so warm. He removed his touch and then walked back without saying anything further. My shoulders relaxed, and his compliment rang in my head. My cheeks heated up, and I bit my lip trying not to blush. I have







