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

Once someone initiated it, a ripple effect followed.

One by one, the rest followed suit, hastily scribbling their signatures, their resistance crumbling under the weight of the inevitability.

Aiden didn't stay to watch the process. Turning on his heels, he cast Emyr a single look.

With that, he strode out of the boardroom.

Aiden sat in his office, reviewing a stack of documents, his sharp eyes scanning through the figures and contracts with practiced efficiency, when someone interrupted his focus.

"Come in," he affirmed, and the next moment, the door was pushed open, and Emyr stepped inside, his expression a mix of satisfaction and tension.

He approached the desk, placing a file in front of Aiden.

"They have all signed their resignations," he reported, his voice professional as always. But then, after a brief pause, he added, "Except … Mr. Dickens."

Something that goes beyond coincidence.