Todos os capítulos de Taming the Good Boy (English): Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

The strong storm had stopped, but the cold breeze continued to hit the window of the hidden hotel room. The first ray of the sun shone, slowly giving light to the dark room.Zara opened her eyes. The first thing she felt was the extreme tiredness of her body, but this was followed by a strange relief she hadn't felt in a long time. She was wrapped in the thick white comforter. When she felt the other side of the bed, it was already cold.Zara quickly sighed, trying hard to shake off the slight nervousness in her chest. This scene was already familiar to her. She sat up and looked around.Elian was still at the small desk. His back was facing her, quietly typing on the laptop, the light from the screen hitting his serious face. He was already wearing a black t-shirt and denim pants. Zara watched the young man's broad shoulders, the shoulders that took on the heaviest problem of her life.Zara slowly stood up, wrapped herself in the comforter like a cape, and quietly walked closer to th

Six months had passed since Zara became free.Within those six months, a lot had changed. The old Zara who was always in underground clubs, getting drunk until the early hours, and hiding in the shadows of a syndicate slowly disappeared. With Elian's help, Zara used her own savings to build a small but popular acoustic café-bar outside the city. She named it Safe Haven.No noisy lasers. No deafening EDM music. Just chill acoustic bands, good coffee in the morning, and delicious cocktails at night. This became Zara's new world, a world she made herself, without any mix of fear and lies.It was already eleven at night, and her employees had just finished cleaning up. Zara was standing behind the counter, counting the sales in the register. She was wearing a simple black off-shoulder top and denim shorts, her hair tied up high. Very simple, but her beauty was still shining.The chimes on the café door rang.Zara didn't need to turn around to know who arrived. The familiar sound of the mo

The whole Safe Haven acoustic café was busy that afternoon. But in a corner, at the most private table, a lot of bridal magazines, color swatches, and catering menus were piled up.It had been two months since Elian proposed, and now they were in the middle of wedding preparations.Zara leaned back in her chair and sighed. She was wearing a simple black tank top and a denim jacket, her hair in a messy bun. She was holding a sample invitation card that said Rustic Elegance."Elian, I don't think I can do this anymore," Zara complained, spinning the pen in her fingers. "Why do we even have to choose between 'eggshell white' and 'ivory white'? They are both just white! Can we just have black and red as our theme?"Elian, who was across from her, laughed softly. He reached for Zara's hand and squeezed it. "No matter what color you choose, I will still marry you. Do you want us to just get married by a judge so you won't be stressed?"Zara pouted. "No way. Mama Rosa wants a church wedding,

The rain was pouring hard on the roof of the Safe Haven acoustic café. There were not many people because of the bad weather, so Zara was sitting quietly behind the counter. She was holding a glass of iced americano, but she was just staring blankly.A few days had passed since their last meeting with Ms. Agnes, but she still couldn't get what happened out of her mind. Clara's presence. The strawberry cake. The innocent face of the woman who was the opposite of everything Zara represented.Zara shook her head. She didn't want to lose to jealousy. She would never be insecure about a woman who left Elian, especially since she was the one he chose and proposed to.The chimes above the café door rang.When Zara looked up, her shoulders immediately stiffened.Clara was standing at the doorway. The hem of her favorite white sundress was completely wet, and her long hair was sticking to her face because of the rain. She was hugging a large box wrapped in plastic so it wouldn't get wet. The g

The music was very loud inside the large glass pavilion where the wedding reception was being held, but for Zara, the world seemed to stop turning as she stared at the man beside her.Zara had already changed into her second look, a sleek, backless white silk dress with a high slit on the thigh. Her long, curly hair was let down, and she had long thrown her stilettos under their VIP table because her feet were too tired.Beside her, Elian sat. He had taken off his bow tie and the first three buttons of his white polo shirt were slightly open. The sleeves were also rolled up to the elbows, exposing muscular arms. The young man was talking to his friends who approached their table, but Elian's one hand was resting on Zara's bare thigh under the table.Elian gently stroked Zara's skin with his thumb, a simple movement that sent intense electricity through the girl's entire system."Bro, how's it going? Your happy days are over. You're tied down," one of Elian's coworkers teased laughing,