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Get a job while running into an ex? Oh no! Vanny never expected this to happen in the script of her life. But for Vanny, exes were a species that should be extinct from human civilization. For Haris, on the other hand, it was a different story. For him, exes were a species that should be preserved, especially if it was the only ex he had. So, would Vanny be willing to give up the job to avoid her ex? Or would Haris manage to use the penalty clause in the employment contract? Money or love? Which would they choose?
Tell me this is a dream, God. This isn't real, is it?
Savannah Willow Cove seemed to need more time than she had expected to truly comprehend the unfolding events. But how long was it supposed to take? Even after five minutes had passed, Vanny still showed no sign of closing her gaping mouth. Oh dear. Was she waiting for a fly to enter?
No. This couldn't be happening. It couldn't be-
Or maybe it was just what Vanny thought. Because if this was all just a hallucination, why did that smile seem so real?
Could it be that I skipped breakfast a little too much today? Oh dear, Van. I warned you. One bowl of salad and two boiled eggs isn't enough for you. See what it's done to you now? Your body is running out of energy, and as a result, your brain is thinking strange thoughts.
That was the only scapegoat Vanny could find in such a short time. Exactly. Not having enough for breakfast. It was not enough to meet her daily needs. Eventually, she found that her unfocused brain was causing these hallucinations. In the form of a scene that made her heartbeat weaker and weaker inside.
B-But wait a minute.
Vanny swallowed her saliva, realizing that it was not just that charming smile that looked so real in her eyes. There was something else.
For when that tall figure walked, Vanny felt a change in her heart. If earlier this vital organ had seemed unwilling to beat again, now it was quite the opposite. It beat loudly in her chest. In sync with the footsteps of the man approaching her. Getting closer. Closing the gap. And then tilting his face slightly in front of Vanny, who was frozen in her seat.
The handsome face kept an appropriate distance from Vanny. Not too close, but not too far either. In fact, Vanny could vaguely feel the man's warm breath, which made her shiver. Hot and cold sensations, as if she was suffering from malaria.
But that was not all. In the next moment, Vanny found both of the guy's hands landing on the armrest of her chair, and her metabolism system went haywire. She had to do something.
Vanny tried to get some distance by pulling her body away. Unfortunately, the back of the chair did not give her many options. She felt cornered even though there was no corner. She was under pressure even though there was no pressure. For all that existed was a pair of hands, which then bent slightly on the armrest, giving the owner the opportunity to lean towards Vanny.
Two pairs of eyes met. They locked eyes for a few moments, as if trying to read each other's thoughts.
There was silence for a moment, until a few seconds later, Vanny seemed to snap out of her reverie. She regained her composure and quickly raised her defenses.
A masculine scent, reminiscent of wild forests and tall trees, wafted around Vanny, penetrating her senses, and forcing her to quickly hold her breath to preserve her limited sanity.
But it seemed to be too late for Vanny. Because in the next moment she did not just see the smile, she did not just smell the aroma, but she also heard a voice.
"We meet again, Vanny."
At that moment it felt as if life was leaving Vanny's body!
*
"EcoScape Constructors is a domestic construction company. It was founded in 1973 on the idea of William Corbyn. So far, EcoScape Constructors has..."
Vanny shook her head several times, interrupting her own words. Then she cursed.
"I don't care about the history of this company. Uh... the CEO! Yes! Where's the CEO?"
Vanny's hand quickly scrolled the mouse in her right hand. On and on... until her middle finger stopped moving. Just as her eyes caught the name on her laptop screen.
"Ha-Haris..." Vanny read hesitantly. "Corbyn?"
Vanny doubted her eyesight. So, she quickly refreshed the page. Once. Then she looked at the CEO's name column again, but it did not change.
Twice. Vanny tried again. But it still did not change. Until Vanny grimaced and made the strangest sound she had ever heard with her own ears.
But that was not enough. Vanny refreshed the page again and again. Countless times, her index finger pressed the same button. And the result? Nothing changed, of course. What was there was exactly the same as what she had read the first time.
"Oh... my... God."
Hope was just hope. Hope would not become reality. No matter how many times Vanny refreshed the page, the information and the reality would never change. They would not become what she wanted.
Vanny groaned in a desperate voice, as if unable to face the undeniable fact that filled her laptop screen.
"Aaargh!"
Both of Vanny's hands went up and landed on her head with an extremely dramatic and confused expression. Her eyes were still fixed on the list of names.
"I-is this for real? Haris? Haris, who's afraid of spiders, is the CEO?"
Vanny asked herself and could not believe what she saw. Not even after reloading the page several times. Now she rubbed her eyes. But even after her eyes looked red and watery, the name on the screen did not change at all.
"My God. What kind of fate is this? How could I end up working with my ex?"
It was truly a life scenario Vanny had never imagined. When she was forced to get a job as soon as possible for the sake of her survival on earth, the job God gave her was to be her ex-boyfriend's second secretary.
Of course, the horrible image quickly flashed in Vanny's mind. Being a secretary meant being close to the boss. Even if she was lucky-or unlucky, in her case-the position of a secretary required Vanny to follow Haris wherever he went. To various gatherings, meetings, or perhaps business trips. Something most secretaries enjoy. But it was guaranteed not to be pleasant for Vanny.
"I have to be close to Haris? My ex-boyfriend? Because of work?"
Even in her worst nightmares, Vanny had never thought about getting back in touch with her ex. And this time? God not only wrote her destiny to meet and reconnect with Haris, but also made her work with him.
What? Work with an ex-boyfriend?
Vanny shook her head in frustration. She was a mess. She was in shock. And she screamed loudly.
"No!"
*
Azera Cordelia Ross thought her life had reached its maximum limit of misfortune, but it turned out that fate still had surprises in store. Yesterday she was a poor college student running away from a drunken father, and now she was a future Luna locked in the golden room of the Alpha, Oscar Donovan. The prophecy had come true. The herd rejoiced. The ceremony and the feast were ready. Only Era was lost in a question. Am I a werewolf?
The clawless luna, that's what they called her. Vione Celestie Munest had reached a point where she no longer hoped for destiny. Living without a clear origin and claws was painful enough for her. She didn't want to add to her suffering by being humiliated by her Alpha, Usher Thorne. So when Usher decided to sever their bond, Vione's only words were. "I, Vione Celestie Munest, accept your rejection as luna and mate, Alpha Usher Thorne."
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Cast aside and humiliated, Elice McLean never imagined she would endure life. She was on the brink of giving up. Until that night led her to a crazy revelation. That she still held value. His name was Garrett Alexander Morales. A stranger who proved to Elice that in his eyes, she was still immensely precious. Through his gaze, through his way of speaking, and through his ... touch. * 1st book of seri 'The Billionaire'
Vebby Alison Quill would do anything to save her younger sibling's life. Even if it means entering a contract marriage with Leonardo Osborne. It only takes 365 days for Vebby and Leo to be married. After that, they will go their separate ways. Can they let go of each other when the 365th day arrives? Or will they end up entangled in love after 365 days? * 1st book of seri 'A Year'
"I heard you're going to marry Marcelo. Is this perhaps your revenge against me? It's very laughable, Renee. That man can barely function." Her foster family, her cheating ex, everyone thought Renee was going to live in pure hell after getting married to a disabled and cruel man. She didn't know if anything good would ever come out of it after all, she had always thought it would be hard for anyone to love her but this cruel man with dark secrets is never going to grant her a divorce because she makes him forget how to breathe.
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"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." Darcy stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You're not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She stared at me in the mirror. "You can't even glance at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of gazing at that scar?" Heather Bailey got a surprise from her husband: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. She was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman. After signing the divorce papers, shockwaves caught her up. Her flower shop was burned to the ground. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers from influential families, she started her revenge on Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted, but that was just the beginning.
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"