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Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO

She gave up her dream of shining on the ballerina stage —for him. She sacrificed her self-respect —for him. She forgot her true identity —for him. But even after all that, she couldn’t compare to the woman who held Ryan’s heart. Arwen Quinn, heiress of prestigious Quinn family, realized too late that no matter what she did, she would never win Ryan’s love. The future that awaited her was a life trapped in endless misery of a loveless marriage. So, decisively, she ends their relationship and walks away. What she didn’t expect was that in breaking free from Ryan, she had opened the door for Aiden to enter her life — a chance that he had been waiting for. Aiden Winslow, an enigmatic CEO isn’t just mysterious —he is determined, and won’t allow to take Arwen away from him again. ____ Excerpt: Aiden narrowed his eyes, “Are you sure about this?” “If I wasn’t sure, I wouldn’t have asked,” Arwen replied coolly. “Stop dawdling. If you’re unwilling, I’ll find someone else who can get the marriage certificates today.” His expression darkened as he pulled her close. “Once offered to me, it’s mine alone.” Unfazed, Arwen asked, “So, do you accept? If yes, we’ll get the certificates now.” “On one condition,” he said. “I don’t do contract marriages. The woman I marry will be the woman I share my bed with. If you agree, then we’ll—” “Not a problem. Let’s go,” Arwen said without letting him finish, pulling him into the Civil Marriage Bureau.

Scarlet_Shine · Urban
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Because this was never about us.

Ryan didn't know why it hurt so much, when back then he didn't even care to put that ring on Arwen. 

But seeing her without it today, made pure rage boil in his veins. He lost not just his composure but also his control. "Why did you do that?" he asked, tightening his hold painfully on her shoulders. 

Arwen's eyes shut as she fought to hold back the cry of pain that was almost there on her lips. She wouldn't allow him to see her in the pain —not even the one he was inflicting on her. 

For a moment, she let the silence linger between them, feeling the heat of his anger, his grip suffocating her shoulders. It felt ridiculous —his anger felt even more ridiculous. But instead of giving in to the emotions swirling inside her, she steadied her breath before opening her eyes to meet his gaze with an icy resolve. 

"Let go of me," her words came more like a command, cold and unwavering. It wasn't a plea, but an order.