iLma

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Volume 1: The Crown Flower
(Completed)

Under the hardcover of her childishness, she disguises her painful past. The brutal side of life renders her strong. The person she used to believe like her own shadow betrayed her too. She left bruised, broken.

They say love happens just once. But it isn't true. Definitely not. One day, someone appears in her life again, he heals her bruised heart gives her a new life, a new hope. But fate is not mild-mannered. When her broken heart was healed and it had fallen too deep for him, someone unexpected shows up in his life. Maybe she is late, maybe she is not the one he wants. But is it the truth? Even he knows he loves her and wants her, but who is the other one then? Is that person the Ms right? Or Ms wrong?

Love isn't easy to accomplish, it is always on top in the toughest list. Will they even be able to accomplish it?

~It's an unedited book and also, my very first book here. Mistakes are common. Read at your own risk~

~I don't own the cover.~

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The Crown Flower: My First Love

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The Alpha’s Contract

I closed my eyes as a long exaggerated sigh escaped my lips. "Lena!"

"Yes... sir!" Lena shuttered, looking at me with a frightened expression.

"How many years have you worked with this company?" I asked as my eyes fluttered open.

"Five... years." She replied, clenching her hand onto her skirt, trying to stop her hands from trembling. She was afraid of my cold, dark gaze and, harsh manner but I really don't care. My blood was boiling inside and I couldn't help it anymore.

I grabbed the file in front of me and threw it on the floor. "A Secretary who has worked with this company for such a long time gave me a rubbish report that I think a five years old kid can do a better job. Should I blame you or should I blame myself for being an idiot?" My voice was almost loud as thunder.

To her