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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.

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A crescent Moon.

Emily wavered when she met the fire in Arwen's gaze. "Y-You still doubt?" she stuttered, her arms falling limply to her sides. 

Arwen crossed her arms confidently before shaking her head. "No," she said, her voice calm yet laced with with subtle challenge. "I am just trying to confirm with you. Will I?" 

She let a small, knowing smile adorn her face, aware that the slight curve of her lips undoubtedly get on Emily's nerves.

And it did. Emily's composure cracked as the smile picked at her ego. 

"Arwen, don't always act so high and mighty," Emily hissed, her voice trembling with frustration. "You are no longer holding the same position there. Stop pretending you are someone special everywhere." 

She then turned toward Mr. Castille, her tone falsely taking a sweet note. "Mr. Castille, you are misunderstanding her for something she is not. Take my advice and —" 

"Show her the door," Mr. Castille interrupted, his expression calm and resolute.