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Begging For Your Love, But You're Still Chasing Her

Chapter 3 its lights almost mocking him

Word Count: 1129    |    Released on: 07/03/2025

er in the hallway of his penthouse reflected the weight of his thoughts, its lights almost mocking him, reminding him of the opulence he had worked tirelessly to obtain. Yet, in this mo

m the ground up, never letting emotions cloud his judgment. But this was different. This wasn't about business. This was about

d him. He was no stranger to admiration-his position in life meant that he was constantly surrounded by women who fawned over him. But there was something differen

nravel everything he had worked for. But it wasn't just that. There was also the quiet, nagging feeling in the back of his mind that perhaps this was his fate, his responsibility. He was tied

ough even the very house recognized the gravity of the situation. The air inside was thick with the scent of jasmine, a subtle fragrance that clung to his clothes as he walked thro

had prepared for this day for as long as she could remember, but now that it had finally arrived, she found herself questioning the path she had

was the man she would marry, and nothing would stop her. Yet now, as she adjusted the delicate lace on her wedding g

t. What mattered was that he would come to love her in time. They would build a life together, she was certain of it. She

softened whenever her name was mentioned. The thought of another woman in his life, of another woman holding his heart, sent a cold shiver through her. It only fueled her

nd power of the Valderama family evident in every corner. But none of that mattered to Aurora. Her mind was focused solely on one person: R

ent in a tailored suit that accentuated his strong frame, left her breathless. For a moment, she forgot to breathe, her heart hammer

d. The air between them crackled with an unspoken tension, a knowledge that this union was not born from love but fro

down her spine. There was no warmth in his gaze, no trace of affection, only the cold reality of the si

understand. It was a mixture of guilt, frustration, and an undeniable pull toward her. He couldn't ex

s about to become a reality. But neither of them knew the storm they were about to unleash-the emotions

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