They Left Me, He Claimed My Heart

ork, with three devoted, successf

hem, for the same woman-a self-mad

leeding after a fall, they pushed me away. One of them even put his hands on my t

last piece of my heart. I was nothing to them an

and demanded he arrange my marriage to the one man our circl

ence, but it was a

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ee men, all successful, all devoted, bending to my

nd Tiffany. I' d once thrown a fit because my morning latte wasn' t frothed to my exact specificat

ng, he was late for dinner, and I ripped into him, accusing him of caring m

eemed to stretch forever, had always indulged me. My partners picked

ew to our elite circles; she was a storm. She captivated eve

, never forced. I, on the other hand, had become a perpetual

deals and market strategies, not which boutique had the latest collection. It was

ably cared for, his existence seamlessly woven into her demanding schedule

g gaze now held a flicker of something colder, something that felt suspic

our penthouse, he simply said, "Crystal, I can' t do this anymore." And

r, ever the gentle one, held me close, whispering, "He' ll

later, full of heated words and accusations. "You' re maki

his eyes devoid of their usual fire, and said, "You' re too much, Crystal. Too much drama, too

orld. "I don' t understand," I sobbed into his shi

eassuring. "No, baby. You' re perfect. They ju

walking hand-in-hand with Andrea. His head was tilted towards hers,

n getting. He even bent down to pick up a scarf she' d dropped, his movements almost... deferentia

king frantically on the pavement, tears blinding me. I stumbled, fell, grazed my knees, but

of concern. Before he could say a word, I gasped,

ned in disbelief. He looked at me as if I' d spo

he asked, his voice low and stra

ractically reclusive, shrouded in ancient traditions and whisp

our circle would ever consider it. It' s practicall

g the delicate fabric. The pain was a dull throb

of maritime trade and guarded secrets. They seek partners not just for alliance, but for

with a reputation for being fiercely possessive. Once h

willingly go there. It' s an isolated, cold existenc

d they hurt you again, Crystal? Those men? Was it Con

a dangerous glint. "I' ll make them pa

ength surprising even mys

n blurred. "Please, just let it

ymore," I choked out. "Just... get me ou