Amira

"Why am I still crying?" I murmured to myself, trying to push away the emotions that lingered. It wasn't Leonard that caused these tears, but perhaps... Ronan. A sense of melancholy settled over me as I recalled the moment he proudly introduced his beautiful girlfriend.
Come on, Liora, he's not meant for you and can never be yours. He sees you strictly as a baby sister, nothing more.
Liora Faith Hearthstone was the only daughter among her brothers, and against all odds, she defied her family to marry Leonard, an upcoming businessman with humble beginnings. She concealed her true identity from him, secretly helping to grow Glitters & Co., her husband's company. Tragically, on their one-year anniversary, she discovered Leonard cheating with a woman who claimed to be a Hearthstone—a woman Liora had never heard of. Overcome with anger and disappointment, Liora went to the club to clear her head. There, she encountered Ronan, her older brothers' close friend, and realized that her childhood crush on him had never truly faded.
Ronan Wolf headed to the Club to meet his girlfriend, only to find she had mysteriously canceled. As fate would have it, his timing was impeccable; he arrived just in time to rescue Liora from the clutches of her soon-to-be ex-husband. Watching her, Ronan was struck by how she had blossomed into a stunning woman. Yet, an undeniable tension hung in the air—Liora was a forbidden temptation, the younger sister of his best friend.

Dumped My Cheating Ex, Returned As A Super Designer.

My fingers tapped rhythmically against the polished wood of my office desk, the sound filling the silence of the room. It was a habit I'd fallen into whenever I was stressed or frustrated, and today, it was both. For the millionth time this morning, I glanced at the clock on my wall. 8:45 AM. Quarter to nine. Where the hell is Robin?


We were supposed to have a crucial proposition meeting with our clients this morning, and he was nowhere to be found. A gnawing irritation curled in my stomach. Robin had always been unpredictable, but this was a new low, even for him. I felt the familiar wave of frustration surge through me, hot and biting as I dialled his number again . How much longer was I supposed to tolerate this?


My office phone buzzed, breaking my thoughts.


"Sir, the investors are here, and I've directed them to the conference room," my secretary's voice came through the speaker.


Chapter 17 DON'T PUSH ME!