akshaya_vanne

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They were in love, but a misunderstanding caused them to split up. She was the first woman he had allowed into his life, and he was the first person she had considered her shining shield during her darkest moments. But everything was a dream.
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Adrian Emerson is the aloof, conceited billionaire of a global corporation. He had the face that made every woman fall for him. However, the issue was that he detested women.
An incident from the past made him lose his faith in women until he met a girl who changed his perspective, slowly making his cold heart flutter for her innocence.
She was not like any other woman, or so he had believed, until one day he discovered that she had betrayed his trust, leaving an even larger hole in his heart.
Clara Matthew was a young woman who dreamed of being an actress until she became entangled in a situation that destroyed everything. Her lover abandoned her without giving a reason, and her father threw her out of the house.
Her only option was to move out of the city and start a new life, but one day fate brought her face-to-face with a man she would never want to meet, even if it meant going to hell.
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"Come to my room, Miss Mathew." Fearfully, Clara leaped into the lion's den and was pinned to the wall.
"Who were you speaking with right now?" She felt shivers down her spine as his ferocious gaze pierced hers, and she swallowed.
"N-no one," she mumbled, barely audible.
"Clara, let me warn you—until the end of the contract, you are mine." You are not permitted to see anyone during that time. "Did you get that?" he asked, his voice as icy as ice, freezing the girl in his arms.
He said, taking a step back and letting go of her shoulder.
"Come on, strip for me," he said, causing her mouth to fall open and her eyes to pop out of her socket.
Join me as I take you on Adrian and Clara's journey and reveal all of the twists and turns along the way.

A chance to know you again

Vincent had been feeling strange ever since he found himself waking up with Hazel inside the suite's bedroom.

Not that he remembered how it had ended, but when he realized nothing had happened between them, he felt a sense of relief.

How he left there before Hazel woke up was a memory Vincent could not recall, and he had avoided her company ever since.

Hazel had made an effort to talk to him about the project, but he simply asked his assistant to go to the meeting in his place, citing his other work commitments.

Vincent had no idea why he was being like that, but he knew after that day he wasn't able to forget her.

For the first time in his life, he never again felt lustful for any woman because of the image of that stunning face. It was as though he was drawn to her pouting lips because she looked so innocent sleeping in his arms.

I want to go