Aurelia Schaffner, a girl of German-Indonesian descent, never imagined that the senior who once punished her severely during orientation would become her husband. Rafael Mahendra, a student president who is known to be strict, disciplined, and has no tolerance for mistakes, now has to marry a girl who is careless, often late, and likes to complain. Can love grow between these two contrasting personalities after marriage? Follow the journey of laughter and surprises between Rafael and Aurelia!
Aurelia Schaffner had never been the kind of girl who believed in fate. She believed in logic, in cause and effect, in the simple fact that actions led to consequences. But as she stood in front of the grand mahogany door, her fingers trembling slightly as she reached for the handle, she couldn't help but feel that fate was laughing in her face.
She took a deep breath, steadying herself. She had faced tough situations before-failed exams, strict professors, even an entire semester of waking up at dawn for a class she despised. But this? This was on an entirely different level. Because behind that door was the one person she had never expected to see again, at least not like this.
Rafael Mahendra.
The name alone sent a shiver down her spine, a mix of irritation and lingering anxiety. The last time she had encountered him, he had been the all-powerful student body president, a figure of authority with an unshakable presence, sharp eyes, and an even sharper tongue. He had been the kind of senior who made freshmen tremble-stern, merciless, and, in her personal opinion, annoyingly perfect.
And now, she was supposed to marry him.
It was absurd. Impossible. A cruel joke.
Yet here she was, dressed in an elegant but suffocating traditional outfit, standing in front of his family's home, waiting to be introduced as his future wife.
She clenched her fists, recalling the most humiliating day of her freshman year-the day Rafael Mahendra had made her life a living hell.
It had been the first day of university orientation, and she had been running late. Not by much-just ten minutes. But those ten minutes had sealed her fate.
She had rushed into the auditorium, her backpack barely slung over her shoulder, only to find herself standing in front of hundreds of students, all seated in perfect silence. The student council, dressed in crisp formal attire, had been lined up at the front. And at the center, standing with arms crossed and an unimpressed expression, was Rafael Mahendra.
"Miss Schaffner," he had said in that cool, authoritative voice. "You're late."
Aurelia had swallowed hard, feeling the weight of hundreds of eyes on her. "I-I'm sorry. There was traffic-"
"Excuses." His voice had been cold, final. "Rules exist for a reason. If you can't follow them, you'll have to deal with the consequences."
And deal with the consequences she did. He had assigned her an endless list of tasks-running across campus to deliver paperwork, memorizing the names of every faculty member, even leading a morning roll call for the next three days. By the end of the week, she had been exhausted, humiliated, and absolutely certain of one thing:
She hated Rafael Mahendra.
And now, thanks to her family's insistence, she was about to become his wife.
The door finally creaked open, pulling her back to the present. Her heart pounded as she lifted her gaze, and there he was-standing tall, dressed in a sharp, tailored shirt, his dark eyes scanning her with unreadable intensity.
For a moment, neither of them spoke. The air between them was thick, tense, charged with something unspoken.
Then, Rafael sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Of all people," he muttered, almost to himself.
Aurelia let out a sharp breath, crossing her arms. "Trust me, this is the last thing I wanted too."
His lips twitched, almost as if he was amused. But that expression vanished in an instant, replaced by the same cold indifference she remembered all too well.
"Then let's get this over with," he said, stepping aside.
Aurelia squared her shoulders before walking inside, her head held high.
She wasn't that timid freshman anymore.
And if she was going to be stuck in this marriage, she would make sure Rafael Mahendra regretted ever underestimating her.
Leandro Castellano, a wealthy businessman known for being cold and heartless, has lost faith in love. Every woman who approaches him wants nothing more than his money and status. Fed up, he takes drastic measures-disguising himself as a poor old man named "Enzo" and living a simple life in a small town. There he meets Seraphina Duarte, a woman willing to marry in order to save her family from crushing debt. She accepts the old man's proposal, thinking that at least she can live with someone who seems kind but helpless. However, Seraphina is no ordinary woman either. She hides a big secret-the real reason she is so desperate to marry. Over time, Leandro-under his identity as Enzo-begins to fall in love with his own wife. But the deeper he digs into Seraphina's life, the more he realizes that something is not right. He is not the only one lying in this marriage. Who will discover the truth first? Can their love survive when all the masks are finally removed? Or will this be a war between two people who both hide wounds and secrets?
Alana is forced to marry Adrian, a cold and vengeful heir to a business empire. This marriage isn't about love-it's punishment. To Adrian, Alana is merely a tool for revenge for the betrayal her family has committed against him. From the first night, Adrian treats her with contempt, viewing her as a cheap woman sold by her family to atone for their wrongdoings. But Alana refuses to submit. Heartbroken and seething with rage, she vows to persevere and prove that she belongs to no one, let alone a man who only sees her as an object of pleasure. But as time goes by, the hatred between them begins to mix with an unexplainable attraction. Adrian begins to see that Alana is not who he thinks she is. But as he begins to doubt his own intentions, a deep secret about a past betrayal is revealed-and things take a more dangerous turn. Can Alana free herself from Adrian's shadow of revenge? Or will she be trapped in this game of hatred and passion forever?
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The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
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