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A Fragile Reunion

Brittany was such a lucky girl at 18 years old, she had loving parents, and a cute best friend she was harbouring feelings for when something happened, she got acquainted with Lucas the son of her mother’s employer. Naive, they became friends and had unprotected sex and Brittany had to have an abortion since Lucas's father and family members threatened to harm her if she proceeded with the pregnancy. This left Lucas, who is now 30, to join the Marines after obtaining a law degree as well as running away from a dominating father. In the military, he suffers a traumatic event which leaves him with PTSD, then has to go back to his father’s business where he is pressured to marry and produce an heir. Later on, Brittany starts working on the Interior design of Lucas’s family mansion and they again meet each other. Lucas does not remember being with Brittany, but he later still feels the suffering caused by his family to her. Brittany and Lucas have a fake marriage to have control of the family business, but at the same time, Lucas fights with his PTSD and Brittany is devastated by the loss of her mother and betrayal by her family. They have to unmask Lucas’s cunning stepmother and demanding father to regain the title they both deserve and rediscover the bond they lost long ago.

Jerry_Grey · Masa Muda
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“Brittany, the Only One”

…I sighed. Lucas didn't know half of the things that happened and he was confessing his feelings to me. Would there still be something more if he knew how much my family hated him? 

If I told him about everything, would he still look at me the same way? 

A message notification sounded from my phone and I went to check it. It was from Brand. My phone fell from my shaky hands "No, no, no…"

Lucas

Okay, I didn't mean to ask Brittany to marry me. 

Not like that, straightening her clothes after a rough fuck. I wanted to ask her when we were in a room where we were both dressed up, sitting across each other with a glass table separating us. She would have her hair down and l would struggle to answer the waiters because I would be focused on how beautiful she was.