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RHYS REDMOND Asking Kira to be my fiancée has to be one of the worst mistakes I have ever made. I didn't lie about her not being my type—I prefer women who don't work for me. In all the years I have worked at Phoenix Industries, I have never dipped my pen in company ink. In fact, I don't even go out with women from the same industry.

I thought you could save yourself…" "You thought?" She cut him off with a mocking laugh. "So you sacrificed me without hesitation." "We were together for ten years," he said, eyes reddened. "You know what kind of man I am. How could I ever want you dead? Are you really going to erase everything between us over this one mistake?" Mabel looked at him with pity and ridicule. "Yes. Ten years. "It took me ten years to finally see clearly. "In your eyes, I was nothing more than a pawn you could sacrifice for the family's interests."

“Don’t worry. This is the last time. You have my word. It will never happen—” I lifted my arm and interrupted him. “Go. I’m honestly not bothered, really!” Tears streamed down my cheeks. The tears didn’t come from a place of sadness. This was the hundredth time August delayed the mating ritual. I was free at last! As August walked away in relief, I breathed easy. Never again would I have to watch them wrapped up in their affection. My world no longer revolved around August. I didn’t have to play the part of his loving mate, bending to his will.

He will have a hard time being gentle. ///♡/// We are only 10+ chapters away from the ending. Stay tuned! Luv y'all ♡

That intro was a little cheesy, but she decided to just focus on processing the information instead of grilling 001 about it. This world is a contemporary romance novel, pretty basic stuff. The female lead, Fiona, grew up in an orphanage and was a total coding whiz kid from the start. When Fiona was twelve, the hero, Ralph, adopted her. Ralph was fifteen years older than Fiona, and he owned the biggest game design company in the country. He was single, handsome, rich...the whole package. After being adopted, Fiona kept on rocking her coding skills. At eighteen, she designed a game that blew everyone away and made her a superstar.

Cynthia said. "Sophia, I think he's mistaken, and the public is campaigning for the award of the New York best couple of the Year," Vanessa said showing Cynthia the comment section. Cynthia simply hissed and rolled her eyes. "I have been married to Francis for over five years and aside from the honeymoon we didn't even have enough time to enjoy, we haven't been on any trip together alone without work," "Tell me about it, That's my fate too, Lindsey really has it all and even has the Flyheart heir hitting on her," Vanessa blurted and Cynthia turned sharply at her. "What did you say?"

I looked at Rosalind's reddening eyes. Suddenly, I was reminded of how she looked when she was crying in the pouring rain back then. I believed the raindrops clinging to her lashes were real then. And now, I believed the bitterness and hatred in her eyes were just as real. "I gave you 99 chances," I said as I got up to gather the documents. "It's time for me to step back for the 100th time." With that, I gave a small wave. Alain stepped in and escorted Rosalind out.

"Evelyn, if there’s a chance..." "Arthur, please," Evelyn interrupted gently, her voice cracking slightly. She looked at Julian, her old friend, who knew exactly how much pain she had already endured in secret. "What are the realistic odds, Julian? Don't give me the brochure version." Julian sighed, sliding his hands into his pockets. He looked remarkably human in that moment, the sterile doctor persona fading away. "Ten percent, Evelyn. Maybe fifteen if your heart stays strong through the first cycle. It won't cure you. But it could buy you an extra year. Maybe two."

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"I'm sorry, but Felicity and I are over. Who she's with or what she does is none of my business anymore." I turned to leave, but Felicity grabbed my wrist, her eyes blazing. "Say that again!" Her urgency wasn't love. It was pride. I met her gaze, unblinking. "We're done. I gave you ten years and ten shots. While I nursed your mom, you were locking lips with Julian. Every time I planned an engagement, you ditched me. I'm a person, not your toy. Why did you string me along if you couldn't commit?"