Pp Nami

Hasil USG dokter ibarat tamparan keras bagi Anggun. Dimana ia divonis mengalami penuaan ovarium atau yang lebih dikenal dengan penuaan dini. Saat itu dunia Anggun terasa runtuh dan hampa. Ia tidak tahu harus berbuat apa dan pergi kemana. Tak ada solusi pasti. Akhirnya ia memutuskan menghubungi sahabatnya Rena untuk menghabiskan malam di club tengah kota. Saat menjelang pagi, Anggun justru mendapati dirinya berada di sebuah hotel bersama pria asing. Mereka akhirnya digerebek petugas satpol pp atas tuduhan perzinahan. Adalah Azura, pria dingin yang menjadi teman tidur Anggun kala itu. Mereka akhirnya dituntut untuk menikah demi menjaga nama baik keluarga. Keduanya terpaut usia cukup jauh, sepuluh tahun. Semula Azura bersikap dingin pada Anggun. Namun, pelan-pelan pria itu terobsesi terhadap wanita tersebut. Akankah Anggun dan Azura berhasil melewati masalah demi masalah yang datang? Lalu benarkah telah terjadi perzinahan? Atau mereka sengaja dijebak?

Aria was once a woman full of dreams. She didn’t know she was married to a nightmare. She wed Elliot—the struggling Alpha of the Crimson Claw, with no vows under the Moon Goddess or celebration. She brought a generous dowry and transformed their pack into the third-strongest in the Federation. But power breeds greed. And love… it was never truly hers. Discarded, framed, and betrayed by the very man she uplifted, Aria walks away from it all. She’s taking control, rewriting her story with every breath. This time, Aria isn’t just surviving. She’s reclaiming her destiny. Excerpt: “From the first moment I saw you, something inside me reacted," Mason muttered. He ran a hand through his hair, frustrated. “But you already have a mate—Elliot. That should’ve been the end of it." He stepped forward again. “I don’t know what’s happening to me… or to my wolf. But being near you—it feels like you’re my mate… even if you're not.” His voice cracked slightly. “It just keeps getting stronger every damn day. It’s driving me insane, Aria.” “Mason—” Aria whispered, unsure if she would stop him or beg to keep going. “Your scent is like a drug… your touch, it short-circuits everything. Logic. Control. My own damn rules,” he murmured, leaning his forehead against hers. “I’m sorry, Aria. But I can’t hold it back anymore. If you run, I’ll let you—but make no mistake, I will chase you. Because right now… I have to do this or I'll go crazy!” “I’m not running.” Mason froze, stunned by her answer. “Do you want this? Do you want me?” he asked. “You don’t have to ask for permission…” she whispered. “I want you… all of you.”