Scarlet_Shine

She gave up her dream of shining on the ballerina stage —for him.
 
She sacrificed her self-respect —for him. 

She forgot her true identity —for him. 

But even after all that, she couldn’t compare to the woman who held Ryan’s heart.

Arwen Quinn, heiress of prestigious Quinn family, realized too late that no matter what she did, she would never win Ryan’s love. The future that awaited her was a life trapped in endless misery of a loveless marriage. 

So, decisively, she ends their relationship and walks away. What she didn’t expect was that in breaking free from Ryan, she had opened the door for Aiden to enter her life — a chance that he had been waiting for. 

Aiden Winslow, an enigmatic CEO isn’t just mysterious —he is determined, and won’t allow to take Arwen away from him again.
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Aiden narrowed his eyes, “Are you sure about this?” 

“If I wasn’t sure, I wouldn’t have asked,” Arwen replied coolly. “Stop dawdling. If you’re unwilling, I’ll find someone else who can get the marriage certificates today.”

His expression darkened as he pulled her close. “Once offered to me, it’s mine alone.”

Unfazed, Arwen asked, “So, do you accept? If yes, we’ll get the certificates now.”

“On one condition,” he said. “I don’t do contract marriages. The woman I marry will be the woman I share my bed with. If you agree, then we’ll—”

“Not a problem. Let’s go,” Arwen said without letting him finish, pulling him into the Civil Marriage Bureau.

Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO

Arwen stared at him for a moment.

His expression looked so sincere that no one could doubt his words or intention until they have solid evidence against him.

She neither could bring herself to believe him nor his words.

Yet, even if she didn't trust him, there was something she did want to know.

Or, rather say, there was something that she wanted to confirm.

"Fine," she said, her voice calm yet unwavering. "Then, tell me … That night when you came there to save Delyth, did you really didn't regret leaving me there to die?"

Her eyes studied his face, watching his expression, all so minutely.

He looked at her as if searching her gaze, hoping —praying —that she would believe him.

But Arwen's expression remained so unreadable. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't decipher what she was thinking while asking him that.

Who are you?