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You're Eyeing My Future Husband

Chapter 4 Zara fell asleep to the sound of his breathing

Word Count: 2298    |    Released on: 05/04/2026

nual Gala, the event where fortunes were made and reputations were executed. Arga's hand was a heavy, possessive weight on the small of Zara's back. He hadn't sp

playing chess. She w

eye in the room pivoted toward them the moment they stepped into the golden light of the chan

g near her ear. "You look like you're heading t

, her voice low and danger

g with a group of investors, holding crystal flutes of champagne as if they hadn't just s

as she whispered something to a young man Zara didn't recognize. The sight of her sister's face-the same face tha

whispered, noddin

receding hairline and eyes that looked like they had seen too many dark rooms. He was the man who had

ay away from him, Zara. I mean it. I'll

mine," Zara said. She pulled away from A

hout causing a scene. He was immediately swamped by a group of bankers,

Bram first. She

said, stepping in

her, Rudi, straightened his suit, a flicker of discomfort cr

a stepped back, avoiding his touch. The rejection was loud

factory is saved? Is that why you're smiling so much, Dad? Or is it

ke that. We did what was best for the family.

harp, jagged mockery. "I'll be sure to send a thank-you note. Maybe I'll write it on the back

Zara, please... don't be so bitter. We were all so worried

t, Intan? That's funny. I slept like a log. In fact, I don't remember a single thing after you

her parents, but they were busy trying to look aw

ow. I have access to things you can't even dream of. Private investigators. Security teams. Lawyers who can find a needle in a haystack. I'm

in a puddle of their own fear. She felt a rush of adrenaline. It was

was Bram

ach with a smirk that made her skin crawl. He didn't lo

I must say, marriage suits you. You look much

a bed you paid for, Bram," Zara said. She didn't

rl. You're playing in a league where peop

rug to try and destroy Arga. You didn't care that there was a

was getting too big for his boots. He needed a reminder that he's not in

Arga is worried about his stock prices. He's worried about his reputation. But me? I have nothing left to lose. I'v

are you going to do? Tell the police? Arga

d pulled out a digital recorder. She tapped the screen. *"...Business is w

ction of a second. His hand gripped the glass so har

means I have the power to destroy you without ever stepping into a courtroom. I'm going to give this recording to Arga

room, her heart pounding against her ribs. She felt sick, her stomach chu

oked furious. He grabbed her arm and pulled he

u talking to Bram. I saw his face. Zara, you hav

d, holding up the device. "He admitte

vanished, replaced by a raw, calculating hunger. He took the devi

leaned against the wall, the adrenaline finally starting to fade, leaving her feeling hollow and

in the hotel, he didn't look at her like a problem to be sol

dangerous than I th

o idea," Za

onfrontation with Bram began to ripple through the room. People looked at her differently now. She was

mind clearly miles away, probably already drafting the legal and fi

dewalk. He looked pathetic. He was staring at the car, his face a mask of longing and regret. He had

ny satisfaction. S

ght to his study, the digital recorder clutched in his hand. Zara

edge of the bed. The house was quiet, but her mind was screaming. She had

e door made h

jacket, his shirt was unbuttoned at

doorway. "My legal team is already working on it. B

" Zara

ming through the window, casting long, dramatic shadows across the floor. "Why did yo

im. "Everyone in my life has treated me like a pawn. Intan, my dad, Dion... eve

idn't touch her, but she could feel the he

inked.

"I was out of control. I've spent my whole life being the one in charge, and that night

. But his eyes were tired and honest. For

. "I hate what you represent.

," Arga

ts. His touch was warm, and this time, Zara didn't pull away.

Zara," Arga said. "But maybe

ir joined hands. "

s from hers. "Partners. In a v

gainst hers, two broken people in a beautiful cage, waiting for

here. Her father was still out there. And somewhere in the dark, a new enemy was alrea

ed. "Tomorrow, we fin

k. But in her dreams, she saw a glass of milk, a hotel room key, and a pair of eyes that lo

next move belonged to the sister sh

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“Arga Putra Wijaya (27) has it all: striking looks, a billionaire's lineage, and a business empire he built from the ground up without relying on the prestigious name of his father, Rudi Wijaya. But the top of the world proves to be a slippery slope. A foul trap set by a jealous business rival turns Arga's life upside down in a single night. Driven by the haze of an aphrodisiac that incinerates his self-control, Arga storms into a hotel room and takes the innocence of a girl lying there helpless. That girl is Zara Marligh (25). On a night that should have been a beautiful memory leading up to her happiest day, Zara is instead betrayed by her own flesh and blood. Her younger sister, Intan, cold-bloodedly drugs her with sleeping pills for a sinister agenda. The result? Zara wakes up shattered, her honor stripped away, only to find her fiancé calling off their wedding right before her eyes. Two souls, both victims of a setup, are now bound by a dark thread of fate. As secret after secret begins to unravel, can Arga atone for a sin he wasn't even fully conscious of committing? And amidst a deep-seated hatred, can Zara see that Arga was merely another pawn in the same cruel game? So, who is the true mastermind seeking the destruction of them both?”
1 Chapter 1 He loosened his tie2 Chapter 2 Arga stood in the center of the suite3 Chapter 3 The monster is out of its cage4 Chapter 4 Zara fell asleep to the sound of his breathing5 Chapter 5 Enjoy the crown while it lasts6 Chapter 6 I hope you're ready to be an aunt7 Chapter 7 we become the monsters they're afraid of8 Chapter 8 Arga stood in the center of the living room9 Chapter 9 Opposite him10 Chapter 10 a souvenir from a childhood he never talked about11 Chapter 11 The jasmine bush she had planted was thriving12 Chapter 12 A week later13 Chapter 13 Let them have their reunion14 Chapter 14 You're shaking15 Chapter 15 Get him in!16 Chapter 16 The Singapore morning was too bright17 Chapter 17 I looked at Arga18 Chapter 18 But ours 19 Chapter 19 Blood tasted like rust and salt20 Chapter 20 We walked inside the house21 Chapter 21 I sat on the edge of the mahogany bed22 Chapter 22 Steam rose from the black asphalt of the mountain road23 Chapter 23 Rainwater didn't just fall anymore24 Chapter 24 Waves slammed against the hull like rhythmic hammer blows25 Chapter 25 Cold iron bit into my palms26 Chapter 26 He needs a doctor27 Chapter 27 Coffee's bitter today28 Chapter 28 a single man against an empire29 Chapter 29 I didn't stop to check the blood30 Chapter 30 Fluorescent lights hummed with a clinical31 Chapter 31 My hands were still stained with the dark32 Chapter 32 Red emergency lights flickered to life33 Chapter 33 Bleak morning light filtered through the thick34 Chapter 34 Every alarm in the corridor outside35 Chapter 35 My fingers36 Chapter 36 Rain didn't just fall in Darwin37 Chapter 37 Arga 38 Chapter 38 Dust motes danced in the pale39 Chapter 39 watching the water turn from a murky40 Chapter 40 Stop it, Arga41 Chapter 41 My breath came in shallow42 Chapter 42 Arga leaned heavily against me43 Chapter 43 Broken waves slapped against the hull of Beni's weathered trawler44 Chapter 44 You're doing it again45 Chapter 45 Grit and copper46 Chapter 46 He looked like a statue carved from exhaustion and old trauma47 Chapter 47 Father Mateo48 Chapter 48 Mud clung to my boots like a heavy49 Chapter 49 We were deep in the bowels of a ship that shouldn't exist50 Chapter 50 Arga looked like he'd been hollowed out from the inside51 Chapter 51 Sweat turned to ice on my skin as the dry52 Chapter 52 The Ledger isn't just a leak53 Chapter 53 Red dust swirled around us like a shroud of dried blood54 Chapter 54 They were up there55 Chapter 55 sweet scent of rotting peaches56 Chapter 56 his face set in a grim mask of stoic fury57 Chapter 57 They won't see us unless they walk right over our heads58 Chapter 58 glided across the cracked salt pan59 Chapter 59 rhythmic rasp of Arga's breathing60 Chapter 60 Arga was sprawled on a cot three feet away61 Chapter 61 We aren't moving anywhere if we can't seethe stairs62 Chapter 62 Don't let the mast snap63 Chapter 63 bruised violet64 Chapter 64 Where do we go then 65 Chapter 65 Sand was the only thing left in my mouth66 Chapter 66 You got that look67 Chapter 67 Can't get a handshake68 Chapter 68 Are we still continuing 69 Chapter 69 The Ledger is the fire70 Chapter 70 Run until the ink dries71 Chapter 71 Welcome to the underground72 Chapter 72 It smelled like the only thing left worth fighting for73 Chapter 73 Dust choked my lungs74 Chapter 74 the fire would never go out75 Chapter 75 Wind whipped my hair into a frenzied tangle of knots76 Chapter 76 carrying the scent of parched earth