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

Wenna, have you truly not considered the possibility of knowing my uncle before?

Gianna's words echoed in Arwen's mind, refusing to grant her even a moment's peace.

It wasn't that she hadn't considered the possibility of Aiden …

But rather it was more like, she had considered it too much —so much that she knew it was next to impossible.

And that impossibility felt … disappointing.

With a soft sigh, she closed her eyes and leaned back against the car seat, her thoughts drifting to the boy she had seen in her dreams.

A small smile curved up her lips as she recalled how effortlessly he had gotten a promise from her.

As … if as long as he asked, she was willing to give it.

However, she didn't remember herself as being so willing to anyone in her life.

If that memory wasn't a dream —if it had truly happened —would she have given a promise so easily?

Stop manipulating my son.