Rumor is circulating that the fiancée of **Mr. Darcy** is a young woman from the countryside, without much education and with an ordinary physique. However, during the big banquet, Clara appears and surprises everyone. "Trinity? Not at all!" "It is said that the most prominent celebrity in the country is one of his admirers!" "His father is the richest man in the world!" "She is also the mysterious designer behind a booming haute couture brand!" Little by little, his true status is revealed, and everyone is speechless. And yet, **Mr. Darcy** seems to remain indifferent. That day, the **Darcy** group published a surprising announcement: "They get along wonderfully and are getting ready to get married." The audience is stunned. ---
Clara stepped out of the black car that had just dropped her off in front of the town hall, her heart beating. She inhaled deeply, her eyes scanning the imposing facade of the building where the grand banquet was being held. It was a watershed moment, and although she had experienced social events all around the world, tonight had a special flavor. She was no longer the anonymous woman, incognito creator of her own brand. She was preparing to face a world that, for the most part, imagined it quite differently.
She readjusted the thin scarf that adorned her neck, hiding the nervousness that was creeping into her. She wore a long dress, sober but elegant, in deep midnight blue, matched with discreet but refined jewelry. Clara knew she couldn't stay hidden behind this simplicity for long; she would quickly become the center of attention, without her knowing, through the simple murmurs of the room. Tonight, everyone would scrutinize his every gesture, his expressions, watching for a flaw, a proof of his supposed "simplicity".
The first murmurs began as soon as she walked through the doors, the air filled with hushed murmurs and echoes of suspended conversations. Some faces were already turning towards her, curious, intrigued. Examining eyes followed her every step, sizing her up with merciless eyes. The smiles exchanged quickly turned into whispers, and although she couldn't hear the exact words, she guessed the content of the conversations.
- "Is that her? » whispered a feminine voice, casting a piercing glance in his direction.
- "It seems so... You know, she comes from a village in the south, it seems. Nothing very... sophisticated, if you ask me. »
- "Ah, I imagine she must be quite impressed here. Poor thing! »
Clara remained impassive, although a slight smile appeared at the corner of her lips. She had learned not to react, to ignore these remarks which slipped over her like rain on asphalt. But somewhere, she felt a pang of frustration. She would have liked her skills, her achievements, to speak for themselves. But no, here, she was only "Mr. Darcy's fiancée," this stranger from the countryside who was looked down upon, as a sort of curiosity.
Across the room, Mr. Darcy watched the scene calmly, his impassive face and sharp eyes taking in every detail. His imposing stature and aristocratic air made him an essential figure of the evening. Nothing seemed to escape him, and he followed the reactions of the guests with an enigmatic neutrality. When Clara entered, his gaze rested briefly on her, but he didn't move, preferring to keep a calculated distance, as if waiting to see how she would behave in the face of this storm of prying eyes.
A man approached Clara, a kind smile on his lips but a piercing gaze. He was tall and elegant, but his manner betrayed a certain condescending air. Clara guessed that he was there to test her reactions, to see if she would respond to his provocations.
- "Miss Clara, I presume? You honor us with your presence this evening. I hear you're... um, a country girl? » he asked in a falsely interested tone, his eyes fixed on her with a glint of mischief.
Clara held his gaze without fail, determined not to let herself be destabilized. She gave a polite smile and replied in a soft but confident voice:
- " Indeed. I appreciate the simple landscapes and the tranquility of the countryside. She really inspired me, in fact. »
The man seemed taken aback, a flash of surprise passing through his eyes before he pulled himself together, muttering a simple, "Interesting...". He walked away, no doubt to report this response to the other guests, looking for any flaw he could exploit.
As the evening progressed, Clara felt her shoulders relax, gradually letting the jitters fade under the influence of the interactions. She knew that her presence here was as much a challenge to herself as it was to those around her. Looks, whispers... she had prepared herself for this. She felt Mr. Darcy's eyes on her, and part of her wondered what he was thinking. Was he disappointed, amused, or just plain indifferent, as he seemed to be since they met?
Mr. Darcy finally approached, crossing the room with his trademark confident gait, his gaze fixed on her. He didn't seem to be in a hurry, but the distance between them was slowly diminishing, each step of his drawing the attention of the diners, who held their breath waiting for the interaction.
- "Clara," he said finally as he reached her, his voice low and controlled.
- "Mr. Darcy," she replied with a smile, trying to hide the slight shiver that ran through her.
There was silence, and she felt the weight of his gaze on her, intense and unwavering. There was no smile, no contempt, just a latent, almost imperceptible curiosity. He seemed neither annoyed by the rumors nor particularly moved by her presence. And that disconcerted her somewhat.
- "You seem to handle...conversations well." Some people don't have discretion as a natural talent. »
- "I'm used to it," she replied, her voice light but tinged with a touch of bitterness.
Mr. Darcy stared at her a moment longer, then nodded slightly, as if to signal that he had taken note of this response. He glanced around, observing the curious gazes turned towards them. He tilted his head slightly towards her and whispered:
- "Don't let these whispers affect you. Here, they are used to judging before understanding. »
Clara looked at him, surprised by the almost complicit tone of his remark. There was something in his attitude that touched her, as if he was extending an invisible hand to her, a form of support hidden behind his cold facade. But before she had time to respond, he walked away, leaving her alone facing the eager looks who had not missed anything of their exchange.
Conversations resumed around her, but the atmosphere had changed. Mr. Darcy had just given a subtle message, a silent warning to those who continued to judge her. Clara felt strangely supported, even though she knew her fiancé wasn't the type to show his feelings openly. She understood that he was implying that she belonged here, no matter where she came from.
Later in the evening, an elegant woman, looking like a matriarch, approached her, a falsely friendly smile on her lips. His cold eyes stared at her with almost hostile curiosity.
- "So, you're Mr. Darcy's fiancée?" I didn't expect... well, let's say you're... surprising," she said sweetly, her lips pursed.
Clara just answered him with that same polite smile, refusing to be disturbed.
- "Life is full of surprises, Madam. Maybe even more than you think. »
The woman looked at her with a burst of surprise, probably not expecting this direct response. She finally turned away, clearly troubled, leaving Clara in peace, at least for the moment.
As Clara left the hotel that evening, she felt a mix of emotions wash over her: fatigue, elation, and a strange satisfaction at having gotten through the evening without fail. She took one last look at the illuminated room behind her, catching Mr. Darcy's gaze through the glass, his face lit by the bright lights of the banquet. Tonight, she understood something essential: she had nothing to prove, neither to them nor to him. She would remain herself, against all odds.
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After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
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"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
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