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The cursed fae prince;Fated to die

Zeriel is a powerful CEO, a multi-billionaire known for his cold and ruthless demeanor, a man who has everything,except a heart open to love. To the world, he’s a shrewd businessman with no tolerance for weakness or attachment, but in truth, Zeriel hides a far darker secret. He is not human, but a hybrid of two fae lineages: one dark, one light. Born with ethereal wings and supernatural powers, he’s spent his life concealing his true identity, blending seamlessly into the human world. But Zeriel’s existence is shadowed by a curse: he is destined to die at thirty, a fate decreed at birth for being an “abomination” in the eyes of his people. To escape this grim destiny, Zeriel fled the fae realm and made a life among humans, focused solely on finding a way to break the curse. Love is not only unimportant to him; he believes it is a weakness, a trap for the foolhardy. Until he meets her: a human woman whose spirit challenges and infuriates him in equal measure. He despises her fiery resilience, her ability to see through his hardened exterior—but he is helplessly drawn to her, feeling emotions that had long ago turned to dust within him. As he battles his growing feelings, Zeriel is thrust into a dilemma. If he opens his heart to love, will he weaken himself and risk his only chance at survival? Or could this forbidden love hold the key to saving his life, transforming him into something his people could never imagine? Join Zeriel on a perilous journey where dark secrets unravel, battles are waged in both realms, and one love could alter the fate of two worlds. Will he defy his curse, or will his heart betray him when he needs it most?

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Alisha’s resignation

The next day, as Zeriel strode into his office building, his usual confident demeanor was replaced by a subtle tension. Memories of the previous day's storm brewed just beneath his composed exterior, a simmering guilt that he couldn't entirely shake. The moment he reached his office, his assistant Bryan intercepted him, holding an envelope outstretched, his expression unreadable.

"Sir," Bryan said, extending the envelope. "Miss Alisha instructed me to hand this over to you."

Zeriel frowned, taking the envelope and giving Bryan a brief nod of dismissal. The assistant promptly turned, shutting the door quietly behind him, leaving Zeriel alone with the envelope that suddenly felt too heavy in his hands. An unsettling feeling crept over him as he tore it open, his pulse quickening. A single sheet of paper slid into his hand. He unfolded it slowly, his eyes narrowing as he read the title: "Resignation Letter."