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Me Vs Your Identity: Two-faced CEO

[ Mature Content 21+ ] Playing with love? Maybe some people have felt it. Naya, an innocent, old-fashioned and 'ugly' girl is determined to confess her feelings to her best friend, Abi. Abhimanyu Pratama. An outstanding boy, with great achievements to be an idol for girls at school. However, Abi disappeared for years since the love confession. 4 years later. Naya 'transformed' after studying abroad. She attracts the attention of many men, including Putra, her best friend who has always been there for Naya for many years. Unfortunately, Putra stated his feelings for Naya when Naya's heart is still traumatized by her love in the past! At the same time, her father fell ill and the company almost went bankrupt. Yet it turns out ... Abhimanyu, Naya's first love is back as the cause of her daddy's illness and the destruction of the family-owned company! Love turns into hate. But then shockingly, Abhimanyu was secretly using another identity to always help Naya? Actually, why did Abhimanyu come back? Why did he have to use another identity to be by Naya's side? Who did Naya's heart finally choose? Abhimanyu her first love? Putra who is always there for Naya? Or some other love? *** My main language is not English, so I apologize if there is an incorrect vocabulary. I'm still a beginner who keeps trying to get better. I hope you can still enjoy the storyline that I wrote. Happy reading. *This book cover is not mine, copyright to the creator.

Pena_aQuina · Urban
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184 Chs

Chapter 165. Naya's anger.

"Vian, I don't mean to compare you with my husband, but you are very different. I have never felt comfortable when I was with my husband. Our relationship was too empty, too tasteless. But I felt something different when I was with you. I feel my soul. it's coming back to life. Honestly don't you feel the same way?" Sandra gently stroked Vian's arm.

"Sandra, don't be like this. Please," Vian asked.

"Vian, you don't need it every day. Once a week to see you is enough. I hope you will consider my wishes. Haven't I asked you for anything?" Sandra whined.

"Sandra, I can't promise you anything."

"Vian, just think about it first. Don't be in a hurry. My hands are always wide open when welcoming you," said Sandra reassuringly.