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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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Do you really think I would ever regret you?

Aiden's eyes lingered on hers, searching, as if trying to read what was beneath her hesitation. "What do you mean, Moon," he asked, his voice low and calm, but with an undertone of quiet menace that sent a shiver down her spine. 

Arwen's lashes remained fluttered shut for another second while her inner pain became palpable. 

"Look at me, Moon," Aiden urged, his voice steady but firm. While it carried the gentleness to coax her, there was an unmistakable edge of impatience simmering beneath it. 

At his words, Arwen's shoulders tensed a little. Slowly she opened her eyes, finally meeting his piercing gaze. The vulnerability in her expression made Aiden's chest tighten.

She drew in a shaky breath before finally confessing, "The mark on my cheek … it wasn't from them." She stared at him, even though it was hard to meet his gaze at the moment. Her heart was clenching, thinking what he would think if she told him it was her mother who slapped her.