Married by Mistake, Loved by Design
Alejandro Herrera, the man who once barked commands like they were gospel, now stood there stripped of defenses, with no corporate shield to hide behind.
He gestured toward the couch. “Would you... sit? Please?”
She nodded slowly and crossed the room, careful, like approaching a wild animal. She perched on the edge of the couch while he remained standing, pacing once, twice, before turning to face her.
“There are things I should’ve told you from the beginning, Valeria,” he began. “About who I was... before all of this. Before we became... married by mistake.”
She let out a breath of disbelief and shook her head with a bitter smile. “You make it sound like it w
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