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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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Until I give the order.

Catrin stood frozen at Arwen's words. Her breath hitched when she realized what had just happened.

Arwen left? She just left like that without any hesitation? 

Her mind raced to comprehend the reality that just happened, but the weight of Arwen's fiery determination and her fierce words lingered in the air— 'From this moment on, I will live for myself.' 

Catrin shook her head, her heart clenching as she fought against the suffocating wave of disbelief. This couldn't be real. Arwen loved and respected her most in this world, she wouldn't leave like that. With that, she turned to Idris, hoping —no, begging —for him to deny it all, to say something that would make her believe this wasn't at all real. 

But her last hint of confidence shattered when she met his defeated gaze. Idris sat slumped on the sofa as his shoulders trembled slightly. There was no anger in his posture, no reprimand for Arwen's words. Only defeat was evident in his frame.