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.

I stood at Ronan's door, heart racing with anticipation. It was Saturday, his day off, and that meant he was home, likely resting or tinkering with something. A small smile crept up on my lips as I raised my hand and knocked. Today, I had a plan—a favor to ask. It wasn’t anything too demanding, but with Ronan, nothing ever went exactly as planned.


I waited, the seconds dragging on longer than they should. Was he busy? My hand hovered over the door again, ready to knock a second time, when it suddenly swung open, catching me off guard.


"Good morning," I greeted him quickly, stepping inside without waiting for an invitation. His place was familiar to me by now, the subtle scent of his cologne lingering in the air, and the sight of his disheveled workspace somehow comforting.


Chapter 47 SOPHIE THE BITCH!