Santi_Sunz

Charlos is the handsome and successful CEO of Golden Group. He is successful in his career, but his love has betrayed him. His ex-girlfriend decides to marry someone else. It left him with a big void in his heart and broken into pieces by her acts.

In his sadness, he has an affair with a saxophone player named Reva. Charlos falls in love with Reva, but no one agrees with their relationship.

Until one day, Charlos met Rissa. Fate brings them together inside the church.

Rissa is a beautiful woman with a good voice and heart. Rissa accidentally finds out about Charlos’ relationship with Reva. She is really supporting their relationship regardless of the real identity of Reva.

Over time, Charlos and Rissa grow closer and love bound between them. However, Reva finds out about it. Reva cannot accept his love for Rissa and want to take back Charlos. 

Can Reva succeed in taking Charlos back?
Who is the real one that Charlos loves? 
Can Rissa accept Charlos as he is with all the advantages and disadvantages he has?

Find the answer here!

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21+ WARNING !! ONLY ON WEBNOVEL!!

This story contains a lot of mature content. Readers under the age of 21, please refrain from reading it.

Take Me As I Am

"You're beautiful," the man said with a sweet smile.

"Don't let you become Cinderella. Only a few hours left for you to take off your glass slipper. Who do you think will pick your shoes up?" The man chuckled as he grabbed Rissa's hand. They circled and danced.

Suddenly, Rissa felt touched, and then she sobbed. The man grabbed her chin so Rissa could look at him. And then, his hand gently wiped Rissa's tears.

"Don't cry anymore, Rissa. You probably don't know how sad I was when I saw you cry. Rissa, will you take me as I am?"

The man looked at Rissa so meaningfully. Her eyes went limp as he kissed her lips softly and slowly, but Rissa took it off quickly.

The man came back closer and then landed a kiss on Rissa's lips again. His big hands grabbed Rissa's face, then slipped behind her hair, rubbing the nape of her neck.

97. The Bad Dream