An impossible love
An impossible love
Chapter 1 - Let me go Aileen , dressed in a haute couture dress decorated with small fashionable floral patterns, smiles gracefully, making her both elegant and beautiful. As she enters the company, Aileen immediately feels the tense atmosphere. She begins to look around and finds that everyone in the company looks mocking, as if it were something ridiculous - Madame! Aileen's secretary, Barbara, comes to her, hoping to say something, but hesitates because of Aileen's slight irritation, Madame .. As soon as Barbara's voice fades, someone in the crowd bursts out laughing.
Aileen is married to the most powerful man in the capital, the CEO of the Bush Group. The Bush family is like a royal family in the capital itself and admired and respected by thousands of people. Aileen's husband is Braiden Bush, whose grandfather is a war hero his father, mayor of the capital and mother, chairman of the Bush Group's board of directors. In addition, Braiden himself, who successfully seizes the position of CEO using resolute business means, is the youngster in the family. The Bush Group operates in a wide range of areas, which determines its decisive role in the business community. And Braiden, with an alluring face like a demon, is certainly the ideal husband and lover of all the women of the capital . However, Aileen never became the co-CEO in the company due to her marriage. This is because Braiden deeply hates his wife Aileen, who is a secret known to all. -I see. Hearing people whisper, Aileen pulls it out. -Please, go all to work if there is nothing important." Barbara carefully follows Aileen and calls her back in a low voice. - Madame ... Helene is also inside. Aileen becomes distant for a moment and her emotion is so weak that she is perceived. His face is expressionless Aileen freezes for a moment, after which she takes a deep breath and calmly walks to the desk, with her hand reaching the door handle, she stops slightly... and finally she opens the door - Ah ... Braiden ... Ne ... Before entering the office, Aileen hears the sweet voice of a woman and the voice of her husband. Aileen's little hands are completely rigid on the doorknob, with blue veins on the back of her white, thin hands bursting, bright, jumping ferociously under the surface of the skin, and his mind is also turbulent as the sea. the so-called Braiden is her husband who has been married to her for a year, but who has never touched him now he makes love with another woman in his office in such an open and bold way . Biting her lips, Aileen controls herself and takes a deep breath. When they finally notice the voices inside finally stop. Aileen's lips are pale, but her face seems calm. On the sofa of Aileen's desk, the man lazily bends his legs are perfectly straight and sturdy with slightly bent knees. The flirtatious and sexy woman sits boldly on her legs. The man's black suit coat is casually thrown over the desk . the buttons on his white shirt are all loose, revealing his strong muscles. The woman wriggles and leans over her chest. Her delicate nails gently touched the depth of her attractive pectoral muscles. As if she had not seen him, Aileen takes a covered document under the laptop, her eyes fixed on his desk. A disappointment is manifested. She can't stop shaking, but her face is clear and still. She turns to Braiden and says - If you can not pay you a suite I can do it for you. She stands right in front of both, in a cold voice. -Do not do this in my office, it makes me sick. Once again this cursed face, always as cold and indifferent as an iceberg! Braiden hates to see Aileen act like that. - Aileen Braiden's mouth opens slightly and his deep voice flows like a beautiful piano piece. He spreads the woman from his legs and then gets up. Her tall figure is so overwhelming in an imposing and ferocious way that Aileen feels a little breathless. Aileen slightly raises her head and looks into the sarcastic and cold eyes of Braiden. - Who allows you to talk to me like this? Humph, don't forget who I am Who am I? Aileen reflects on the matter with a bitter smile hidden deep in her mind. She is the wife, though by name only. -I'm sorry I broke the rules. Despite his disturbed state of mind, Aileen manages to calmly apologize. But Aileen's obedience, on the contrary, aggravates Braiden even more, and his piercing eyes become fierce. -Acuse with mouth only? Show me with sincerity. On the other side of the table, Braiden's slender body leans over and his sight falls narrowly on Aileen's breast. Aileen unconsciously raises her hands to cover her chest, then she looks up at Braiden in horror and dismay. Braiden has a perfect face, like an ingenious work of God that has cost a lot of effort. manifest the wild and intractable nature of the soldier his thin and slightly raised lips of light color make it even more supreme. With a lazy smile on his face, Braiden firmly grabs Aileen's arm and drags her into his arms. -Aileen, do not be such a bitch. In the past, you spared no effort to marry me. But now you claim to keep your chastity, who will believe it? Aileen struggles desperately because she doesn't want to be humiliated by him when there's another woman on the side. Feeling bitter inside, Aileen opens her mouth. -Let me go ... At this moment, Helen, who has been neglected for a long time, feels angry and begins to act. She approaches Braiden in a flirtatious way. -Braiden, ignore this bitch. She did everything she could to meet such a rich man, and she won't let him go so easily. But Aileen shakes her hands coldly. -Sort from here ! Of course, Helen does not dare enrage Braiden, so she takes a stern look at Aileen whose face looks quite pale, then she comes out of the office angrily, lips tight. Surprised by Braiden's severe aura, Aileen feels a sudden, violent beating of her heart, and she tries to escape as soon as possible. But as Braiden has such a tall figure and long legs. he drags her directly to a room next to the desk to the throne a bed he throws her into the bed. Aileen's body crashes into the big soft bed. -Ah! Braiden sneers with one of his hands removing his white shirt, he totally exposes his powerful body and begins to lean towards Aileen. On her guard, Aileen feels very angry but powerless in the face of this humiliating position, she uses all her strength to fight. - Braiden , let me go. -Aileen, you're my wife Why can't I..? The aroma of the woman's pungent scent remains in the air, and it reminds Aileen of the fact that Braiden and the woman had just done . No longer controlling her emotions, she rumbles in a low voice. -Braiden, you are so disgusting . Just now you were having sex with someone else... and now you ... Braiden's silhouette stiffened in an instant. -Disgusting? You're disgusting, you're ugly you don't even interest me . After his words, Braiden slams the door leaving Aileen alone.
THE REGRETS AND CONFIDENCES OF A FORMER DOOKAT
Vivian clutched her Hermès bag, her doctor's words echoing: "Extremely high-risk pregnancy." She hoped the baby would save her cold marriage, but Julian wasn't in London as his schedule claimed. Instead, a paparazzi photo revealed his early return-with a blonde woman, not his wife, at the private airport exit. The next morning, Julian served divorce papers, callously ending their "duty" marriage for his ex, Serena. A horrifying contract clause gave him the right to terminate her pregnancy or seize their child. Humiliated, demoted, and forced to fake an ulcer, Vivian watched him parade his affair, openly discarding her while celebrating Serena. This was a calculated erasure, not heartbreak. He cared only for his image, confirming he would "handle" the baby himself. A primal rage ignited her. "Just us," she whispered to her stomach, vowing to sign the divorce on her terms, keep her secret safe, and walk away from Sterling Corp for good, ready to protect her child alone.
Gabriela learned her boyfriend had been two-timing her and writing her off as a brainless bimbo, so she drowned her heartache in reckless adventure. One sultry blackout night she tumbled into bed with a stranger, then slunk away at dawn, convinced she'd succumbed to a notorious playboy. She prayed she'd never see him again. Yet the man beneath those sheets was actually Wesley, the decisive, ice-cool, unshakeable CEO who signed her paychecks. Assuming her heart was elsewhere, Wesley returned to the office cloaked in calm, but every polite smile masked a dark surge of possessive jealousy.
Everyone whispered about how Alexander's aunt had forced him into marrying Freya. When the old woman passed and his former love drifted back into town, people watched closely and expected Freya to be brushed aside. Freya shrugged. "Truth be told, I am eager for that day to come." They mocked her for it. Yet everything flipped when Alexander posted something that spread like wildfire. "For everyone asking, I am not ending this marriage. Not now, not ever." Freya stared at the screen, puzzled. What was he trying to pull now?
Betrayed by her husband and abandoned by her pack, Eliza Carter vows to rise from the ashes of her shattered life. Once a cherished Alpha's daughter, she's now determined to reclaim her pride and make those who wronged her regret it. But fate has other plans. When Eliza severs her bond with the man who broke her, a magnetic Lycan prince steps forward-her fated mate. Bound by destiny yet scarred by betrayal, can Eliza embrace a future of strength, love, and vengeance?
To most, Verena passed for a small-town clinic doctor; in truth, she worked quiet miracles. Three years after Isaac fell hopelessly for her and kept vigil through lonely nights, a crash left him in a wheelchair and stripped his memory. To keep him alive, Verena married him, only to hear, "I will never love you." She just smiled. "That works out-I'm not in love with you, either." Entangled in doubt, he recoiled from hope, yet her patience held him fast-kneeling to meet his eyes, palm warm on his hair, steadying him-until her glowing smile rekindled feelings he believed gone forever.
For five years, I believed I was living in a perfect marriage, only to discover it was all a sham! I discovered that my husband was coveting my bone marrow for his mistress! Right in front of me, he sent her flirtatious messages. To make matters worse, he even brought her into the company to steal my work! I finally understood, he never loved me. I stopped pretending, collected evidence of his infidelity, and reclaimed the research he had stolen from me. I signed the divorce papers and left without looking back. He thought I was just throwing a tantrum and would eventually return. But when we met again, I was holding the hand of a globally renowned tycoon, draped in a wedding dress and grinning with confidence. My ex-husband's eyes were red with regret. "Come back to me!" But my new groom wrapped his arm around my waist, and chuckled dismissively, "Get the hell out of here! She's mine now."
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