SugaryWinter

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An accidental marriage. A drunken mistake, or a premeditated plan for revenge? Amaria doesn’t know what to make of her new situation, and due to unforeseen circumstances, she is trapped.

Forced to accept her fate until the time is right, a typically reserved executive finds herself at a crossroad between following logic, and giving in to her bleeding heart. The man she calls her husband does not make it easy for her either, but however she decides to look at it, she reaches the same conclusion. A conclusion that breaks her heart.

As for him? Well, it’s up to him to decide what he’ll do with this new mess he’s stuck in, and whether he'll pursue a happy future with his wife rather than let her go as he had once upon a time. 

[WARNING: the male and female lead in this story have a complicated relationship with oftentimes toxic elements. The second volume of this story will see to their personal growth as they learn what it means to be in healthy relationships.]

The Playboy CEO

Movement at the entrance of the room catches my attention before I see Delilah stand there with wide eyes, staring straight at me. The surprised look lasted for all of two and a half seconds before it's replaced by an intense glower, one that dominates her entire face.

There's a look in her eyes, one that screams 'what the fuck are you doing?!' and I don't think I could answer that honestly without sounding insane.

'Being held hostage, is what I'm doing.' No.

'Being threatened by Bersan Leskenok, the man you stole from and who tried to have my son kidnapped.' No.

'Finding out my dad is an associate for the Spanish mob.' Ding ding ding, we have a winner.

I sent her back a look, subtly letting my eyes shift to the side in an attempt for help. It's not that I was scared of Bersan—correction, terrified was the word for it—but I knew next to nothing about how to handle this situation.

The Letter M (3)