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His undying devotion

Irene Hensley, the Daughter of a director fell in love with her junior at school-Ethan, who loved her dearly. Having strict parents, she had a hard time dating him. "Ethan, let's break up," One day, Irene said despite feeling pain inside and forced Ethan to part ways. "I understand. I hope you won't regret today's decision and remember my words." Those were the last words he said to her before leaving. However, ten years later, she broke free from her family's confinement and decided to live for herself without getting married. After several attempts, she got accepted for a job where she ran into the company's CEO. The face looked awfully familiar yet foreign as she felt nostalgic and her loud heartbeat. Being suspicious, she observed every move of the CEO, who turned out to be the person she thought he was-Ethan Marc. He later sent a marriage proposal to her home and they arranged everything without Irene's opinion. ___ "Didn't I say I'll never let you go? Was my words a joke to you? You'll pay for the words you said by staying with me." Ethan pinned her down to the bed while whispering in her ear, "The soft guy you knew is long gone." ___ Even though Irene and Ethan were able to start anew, another devastation of their relationship is soon to appear. When there are optimistic times, there's also desperation which was no different in Irene's life.

AS_Tomoki · Urbano
Classificações insuficientes
43 Chs

Night in Paris [18+]

[Paris, France]

[Time- 9.00 PM]

As I stepped out of the car, I smoothed down my dress and took a deep breath. That was going to be a fancy evening, and I tried to look elegant. Ethan came around to my side of the car and opened the door for me, offering his arm as we walked towards the entrance of the restaurant.

As we were seated at our table, I couldn't help but look around at the posh decor and the well-dressed patrons. Ethan and I came from very different backgrounds, and sometimes I still felt like a fish out of water in these fancy places.

But Ethan always made me feel at ease. He took my hand and gave it a squeeze, his velvety eyes shining with affection. 

"You look stunning, my wife," he said, and I felt a warm flush rise to my cheeks.

"And you look charming as always, my husband," I chuckled softly to match his compliments.

"Let's go back to our hotel."

"...No."