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His Unwanted Fiancee, The Rival's Queen

His Unwanted Fiancee, The Rival's Queen

Author: Marvella
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 755    |    Released on: Today at 17:11

Justi

sinking into the plush charcoal carpet

ect Aether-the only document in existence that bound my adaptive yield curvature module t

modules, each one useless without the map

was unnerv

ty, yet the industrial filtration could not entirely sw

ssistant, had left his post unattended, his daily sched

rd the double mahogany

vealing a gap no wi

the wood, a sickening wave of

istakable biological signature of a high-ti

prodigy whom Celestino Middleton had appointed a

two years. The man whose company

e of the folder, crushing the heavy

avy aged brandy, thick with Alpha possessiveness, wrappin

ed in the air, fric

humbed the tactile dial of my neck cuff,

at the base of my neck, cutting off my own winter-white rose scent and er

the seam of the do

saw Felisha draped across Celesti

ced slow, deliberate circles

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waves with a tenderness I had never received in sev

ritone cutting straight through the door panel.

the blood draini

ng with calculated charity. "Without her grind, Apex would not have re

, his lips brushing t

y only true equal, h

taste surged

s burned, seven years of managing his inves

kick the

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vaporated, replaced by an

s charity, then he did not dese

ned around, and walked over

r into the heavy-duty industr

teel blades chewing through three

tack of orphaned modules

own at my

at diamond engagement ring

g onto Colin's me

plastic keycaps with

walked past the mahogany doors without lookin

aling the stench of aged brandy and c

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His Unwanted Fiancee, The Rival's Queen
His Unwanted Fiancee, The Rival's Queen
“I spent seven years building Apex Dynamics from the ground up, working seventy-hour weeks and writing code until my retinas burned, all for my fiancé, Celestino. But when I brought him the core algorithm that would secure his ten-billion-dollar valuation, I found his office door ajar. Inside, our newly appointed VP, Felisha, was draped across his lap, their scents tangled in an obscene display of biological compatibility. "Marrying her is an obligation," Celestino told her, stroking her hair with a tenderness I had never received. "Without her grind, Apex wouldn't have reached this valuation. I owe her a decent exit, but my core mate, my only true equal, has always been you." He then handed my life's work to his mistress, firing my loyal assistant and using his Alpha pressure to force her to her knees when she dared to defend me. Seven years of my youth, my intellect, and my loyalty were reduced to a handout of pity. He actually thought I would crawl back in tears, begging for his approval while he paraded his new "true equal" around the office. I didn't shed a single tear. Instead, I shredded the algorithms, left my three-carat engagement ring on his assistant's keyboard, and walked out. I accepted a CEO position at his fiercest rival, ScentNova. He has no idea the codebase he stole is a landmine without my encryption keys, and I am going to make sure he chokes on every single byte.”