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My North Star Rising

My North Star Rising

My dream of studying at Le Cordon Bleu in Paris was finally within reach, a Golden Whisk nomination sparkling on my laptop screen. My life as a rising pastry chef was just beginning. And then, my phone buzzed. It was Ethan, my charming boyfriend, the heir to the prestigious Vance Family Vineyard. His voice was wrecked, thin and cracking as he pleaded, "Mia, we're going to lose everything. The vineyard is gone. I'm ruined." My heart squeezed, imagining his family's legacy in Napa Valley crumbling. Without a second thought, I clicked off my scholarship application. "I'm coming, Ethan," I promised, "On the next flight to California." For three years, I buried my pastry dreams under layers of grease and exhaustion, flipping burgers at Dusty' s Diner, a greasy spoon in a dusty Central Valley town. Every spare cent went into a battered shoebox, saving fifty thousand dollars to save his "family legacy." Ethan constantly complained about our "dump" rental and the "disgusting" food, but I ignored him, focused on our goal. My sacrifice was complete when I finally deposited the last bundle of cash in the bank. But then, I heard it: a news segment blaring about "dynamic young investor Ethan Vance" and his thriving Napa winery, his acquisition of a tech startup, and even his personal interest in "the popular Dusty's Diner." My blood ran cold, but the final blow came from Ethan's unwitting pocket-dial. "The full fifty K," his smug voice chuckled. "That diner girl? Still slaving away for me. Bless her little cotton socks. Enough for the down payment on that new Porsche 911. And Brittany will love that little diamond thing I saw." Not for a vineyard. Not for us. For a car. For another woman. My breath hitched, the world tilted. Every word, every sacrifice, every hopeful dream of a shared future shattered into a million pieces. The humiliation was a physical ache. As he walked into the diner, feigning concern, I didn't cry. Instead, I calmly pulled out my checkbook. It was time for him to pay for his lies.
 Pregnant With The CEO's Child And Being Hunted

Pregnant With The CEO's Child And Being Hunted

"Not only is Kiara so stupid thinking I love her, she's fat, ugly and stinky and unlike you darling, you have the perfect skin, lips and shape. No doubt you're the finest woman here in Q city." “Really?” the lady asked him with smile covering her red painted lips. "Then, why are you still with her? Why don't you get married to me instead?" “Of course I'll get married to you and not her. So be rest assured..." ......... Kiara Dean thought she had the perfect life. Born from a wealthy family, with her boyfriend so crazy in love with her, what else could she ask for. Unexpectedly, she found out her boyfriend didn't love her as he claimed and even had an affair with another lady behind her back. Having caught him, she went to a bar to drink her pain away and had a one-night-stand with a stranger. It was like being bitten by a dog! She got pregnant and gave birth to a child for the stranger. Years later, she bumped into the most powerful man in the city who had identical appearance of her kid and she was shocked. Could he be the one? Is he be the father of my kid?" She shivered. Unbeknownst to her, she was acquainted to him than she thought. The powerful man pinned her down, placing a kiss on her lips while saying affectionately, "Don't try to escape again because you're the woman of my dreams.." She was stunned. Was he really the father of her kid?
Winning The Heart Of A Cold Man

Winning The Heart Of A Cold Man

I slowly got out of the car after it stopped at the place I was going to. I am here now at a cafe where I will wait for my fiance. "Mr. Heynam, I'll just wait here outside." My driver promised. I just nodded to what he said and immediately entered the cafe. The place was filled with the coffee's aroma. It felt so nice. . . . I groaned. I looked at my watch several times but the person I was waiting for was still not here. 'It's been thirty minutes already!' I sighed. "Mr. Heynam?" I was surprised when someone suddenly called my last name. I immediately looked at him. "Ah-- It's me." I said and stood up. I reached out my hand to shake hands but he didn't accept it and just sat on the other side of the table. I smiled in awkwardness. "What did you want to discuss?" He said seriously after sitting down. "This is about our marriage. I wanted to clarify things with you first." I told him first and faced him. "I don't want to marry you when you have that boyfriend." I promise. He glared at me before uttering a word. "Do I look like a man who has time to find a lover? Do you even think that I am interested in getting married?" He asked me annoyed. I was silent. "If you also think that I have time for this, then you're wrong. If that's all you tell me, I'll leave." He said before standing up. "Mr. Alfonso." I just called. "Before you go, I want you to know that what I dislike the most in men are those who are grumpy and careless." I promised him. "If I will marry you, then I suggest you start changing your attitude towards others." I added. He just looked at me. "Are you kidding?" He said and I frowned. "What?" I'm confused by this question. "What right do you have to say that to me?" He asked me and before I could answer he approached me. His eyes were fierce. "Mr. Heynam, know your place." I was silent and my eyes widened. I clenched my fists and bit my lower lip. I just looked at Matthew Jayden Alfonso, my soon to be husband. He stared at me annoyed, "Go home." He told me, but I was silent. He sighed. "Go home and don't be stupid. I hate dealing with foolish people." He said before turning his back on me and leaving the cafe. I was blank for a moment. I'm Nah Lien Heynam. I am the fiance of the man from earlier Matthew Jayden Alfonso. We will get married soon because our families want to share our wealth. I'm also the only child of the Heynam family, so my parents have no choice but to marry me off. I hate it... but there's nothing I can do. My parents wanted more power, and as their son I couldn't do anything.
The Charity Case's Crown

The Charity Case's Crown

The whiskey glasses clinked, and the air hung thick with cigar smoke at Ethan' s bachelor party. I was just bringing in another round, playing the supportive girlfriend I' d always been for the man I loved since high school. Then I heard my name. "Anya? She' s an artist. No family, no connections. Marrying her would be a liability for the firm." He laughed. "Besides, after all these years, who else would want her? She' s practically a charity case my family took in. She' s not going anywhere." The crystal tray in my hands shattered on the marble floor, but no one bothered to look up from their celebratory drinks and laughter. He even had the audacity to crawl into my bed that night, reeking of alcohol, whispering about keeping me as his "secret girl" after he married his fiancée. Marry his fiancée, Chloe, for a business merger to save his family. Then he actually asked me to be his mistress, offering me a life of comfort as if that erased the disrespect. "Ungrateful," he spat, calling me "an orphan with nothing" when I refused. My heart shattered, then hardened. How could I have been so blind, so stupid, to trade everything for someone who saw me as a pet, a liability, a charity case? The next day, as I stood by the bench where we' d carved our initials, I saw him and Chloe, his new initials gouged over mine. My love, my future, my very identity… all erased by him. But on that very day, receiving a call from a billionaire I' d once shown a small kindness to, I turned away from the Hamilton mansion for good. It was time to show them what this "charity case" could become.