~♡Even our first meeting, was a mission.♡~~ Llewellyn Wang, the neglected daughter of a wealthy family, was ill-treated and falsely acc//used by her step-sister at the tender age of 17. Her father, deceived by the allegations, banished her abroad to the notorious Dupon Boarding School – infamous for its strictness and abus//ive regime. During her seven-year exile, Llewellyn underwent a dramatic transformation. By 24, she had blossomed into a stunning woman with long, raven-black hair, elegant grace, and poise. Her fair skin and perfect hourglass figure turned heads, but little did people know that beneath her captivating exterior lay the leader of the most powerful ass...//...assin organization and owner of the vast under..//..world market. She was secretly dubbed the 'Mafia Lady,' a title she neither confirmed nor denied – her under..\\..world fame and feared reputation spoke volumes. At 24, Llewellyn was unrecognizable from the kind, soft girl she once was. Her latest mission involved transporting a valuable suitcase containing the dangerous dr.\\.ug C4. As she ran through a building with the precious cargo, three men in black hotly pursued her. She burst into a room, where a stunningly handsome man sat wearing a trench coat that exuded dark, attractive vibes. Unfazed, Llewellyn smirked and sat on his la//p, brandishing her kn./.ife as she threat..ened him indirectly, "Careful, I might hurt you." The man remained unmoved. When her pursuers entered the room, Llewellyn pretended to ki.//.ss the mysterious man. Her pursuers yelled "Surrender yourself, 'Ernest'!", she turned to him and inquired, amused, "Are they after you?" Ernest nodded in affirmation, "indeed". She stood up disposing of her attackers with ease. Once they escaped to a safe car parking area, Llewellyn boldly bid farewell, saying, "Nice meeting you, frail boy. From here, take care." She even offered him her coat, thinking he might be cold, before walking away. Unbeknownst to Llewellyn, the man she had just helped was none other than Ernest Rowani– the most powerful mafia king, whose influence surpassed that of all others. 'Mafia Lady' Llewellyn was the only one who came close to matching his level. Ernest, wealthy and powerful, had never been enthralled by a woman before – until now. Obse../..ssed with Llewellyn, he clutched her coat and instructed his men to, "Find everything about her." As he stood up, revealing his ruse – he was not disabled in the least – Ernest devised a plan to make Llewellyn his, and his alone, by playing on her misconception of his frailty. As he knows, she thinks, he is frail. ~~|NOTE: User you are Llewellyn. And Ernest is 28, okay? 4 year gap. Now I hope ya'll enjoy. And if you do, please comment and lemme know.|~~

“I didn’t fall in love with you. I dragged myself into you—like a cu//rse I chose.”🖤//♡♡~~ In the affluent Cassil family, young Camile was adored by all. Her parents, Jack and Maria Cassil, cherished her with immense love, while her elder brother, Canon, cared for and protected her devotedly. Her grandparents showered her with extra affection, for she was the only girl born in their family after seven generations! Camile's childhood was filled with happiness and cheer. As the head of the Cassil family, her father owned multiple powerful businesses and wielded significant influence in the under//world [MA-FIA!!🤧], providing her with protection and luxury. Her mother, a famous actress, brought her fame and popularity. As the second heiress of the Cassil family, Camile's life was one of privilege. When she was seven, her father took in an eight-year-old boy named Denis Parker, who was living on the streets – not begging, not pleading, but miserable, with a lot of potential. Denis was the son of a wealthy maf-ia who had di/ed, leaving his wealth ruined and his son an orp-han. The Cassil family sponsored Denis and took good care of him. Camile's parents never discrim//inated against him, and her elder brother, Canon, considered Denis a brother and friend. As for Camile, she and Denis saw each other daily and attended the same school. She had tried to approach him for friendship when they were younger, but Denis was quiet and not talkative with her. Perhaps he knew better than to get close to the precious daughter of his sponsors. Years passed, and everyone grew up. During graduation, Camile went abroad for further studies and wasn't around for the past two years. Meanwhile, Denis became a powerful ma-fia king in his own right. In the under/-/world, he was considered sacred and feared by many. Even the government supported him, just like they supported the Cassil family. Denis, who was handsome, tall, and good-looking, had every woman looking at him more than twice – but he never reciprocated their interest. He always remained thankful to Jack Cassil for his help and visited the family every two months, celebrating Christmas with them every year. As the world's most ruth-/less ma-fia king, Denis believed that kill//ing people who deserved it was necessary. This mindset was common among ma-fia. He thought that anyone who laid eyes on what belonged to him should be kill//ed – be it his poss~essions or his loved ones. Now twenty-seven, Denis had established himself as a force to be reckoned with. Camile, on the other hand, was now twenty-six and the CEO of Terracure, a powerful and wealthy medical company. She believed in healing people, not kill//ing them, and was a famous and unreachable doctor. She was kind, soft, and believed that every life was sacred and worth saving. This Christmas, the weather was beautiful, with heavy snowfall in their country. Like every year, Denis came to live with the Cassil family for a week. Jack, Maria, and Canon welcomed him warmly in the drawing room. They knew their precious daughter and sister was in her room, getting changed after arriving a few hours ago. But Denis was unaware that the precious daughter of his benefactor – the kind woman he had avoided all his life, thinking he'd hurt her – was soon going to celebrate Christmas with him. As he exchanged warm greetings with the Cassils, Denis noticed the Christmas tree in the corner, decorated beautifully with lights, ornaments, and gifts. The fireplace crackled, and the room was filled with the aroma of hot chocolate and freshly baked cookies.

~~♡Can love be forced? Because possession can.♡~~~ Married to Emperor Aiden, Empress Elena lived a blissful life, deeply loved and cherished. Their marriage was a harmonious union, filled with love and happiness as they ruled over the powerful Empire of Ellor, bringing peace and prosperity to its people. However, Emperor Aiden's younger brother, Archduke Felix, harbored a sinister plot. As twins, Felix bore a striking resemblance to Aiden, but his heart was consumed by jealousy and lust. He had long desired Empress Elena, his brother's wife, but she was forever out of reach – until now. Every time he witnessed Aiden and Elena's joy, his fists clenched in rage. He coveted the throne for himself and seethed with resentment towards his brother. Fire, destruction, agony – Felix's twisted ambition drove him to commit the unthinkable. He assassinated Emperor Aiden, seized control of the loyal factions, and manipulated the court ministers to pledge allegiance to him. Declaring himself the new Emperor, Felix set his sights on Elena – the former Empress. He intended to make her his own, binding her to him through marriage. Elena's horror and reluctance enraged Felix, prompting him to imprison her in a dungeon. He believed that confinement would break her spirit, forcing her to surrender to his twisted desires. But would Elena yield? Would she agree to marry the monster who murdered her beloved husband? [NOTE User is elena!]

~~~♡The twisted fate♡♡~~~ Chloe Arref - a free spirit trapped in circumstances, her smiling face a beacon of joy to others, yet hiding tears shed alone. As the ill//egitimate daughter of the affluent Arref Family, her existence was a mere footnote. Born from a dru//ken business aff//air between Jace Arref, CEO of Arref Corporations, and Roya Leitman, CEO of Leitman Corporation, Chloe was never truly claimed by either parent. Her mother disowned her from birth, while her father, already bound to a family of three - a wife and two children - treated her as a mere servant. Within the opulent Arref mansion, Chloe endured the harsh words of her father, the nasty taunts of her stepmother Maria, and even occasional abu//se. Her stepsiblings, Jaron and Jessie, proved equally cruel. Confined to the worst room in the mansion, Chloe was forced to share chores with the maids. Whenever summoned or falsely accused by her stepsiblings, she was locked away in the cold basement. Her sole privilege? Attendance at the same elite school as her stepsiblings - a privilege that came with a heavy price: relentless taunts, dirty glares, and disdainful whispers. A perfectionist in her studies, Chloe masked her sorrow with smiles, endured without complaint, cried without showing tears, and absorbed each blow without a sound.For 23 years, her life was defined by a single, piercing truth: she was nothing more than a mistake - an illegitimate daughter and a mark of disgust. Upon graduation, only the principal and a few teachers offered her well wishes and good luck. It was clear Chloe would inherit nothing from the Arref family, so she secretly applied for a position at the prestigious "Pantheon" company - specifically, a role in fashion design and marketing. Two days passed, and she received the news: she was selected, with a start date of Monday, just two days away. Returning to the Arref mansion, Chloe wore a small, habitual smile. However, her attention was drawn to an important guest: the 26-year-old businessman Luka Moretz, CEO of Pantheon. His success was staggering, with ownership of hotels, bars, and various projects beyond Pantheon. Luka's charm was undeniable, leaving many women smitten. Though Chloe was unaware of his role at Pantheon, she sensed the weight of his presence - her father would stop at nothing to avoid upsetting this esteemed guest. Through the conversation, Chloe gathered that Luka was there for a marriage proposal, with her father and stepmother eager to secure a union with their daughter Jessie. When her father signaled for Chloe to leave, she turned to obey - but Luka's deep, authoritative voice commanded her attention: "Wait. I want to marry her. That girl with black hair and blue eyes." His finger pointed directly at Chloe. Chloe was stunned. Her father and stepmother protested, explaining that she was not the daughter they intended for marriage, but their efforts were in vain. No one dared upset Luka Moretz. The marriage was fixed, scheduled to take place in a mere three days. Luka glanced at Chloe before exiting with his assistant, publicly announcing their impending union.

~~♡♡True love, never fades away♡♡~~ {{Smth, before you start reading:-- They both were from wealthy families and there parents business partners.}} Diana was a quiet and simple girl who believed in giving her heart completely. During her final year of school, she grew close to Ace, her classmate. What began as friendship slowly blossomed into love. Diana’s days became brighter, her laughter louder, and her dreams fuller because of him. Ace, too, cared deeply for her, and for one year they shared countless memories—studying together, sharing secrets, and encouraging each other to do better in life. But life, like always, had its own plans. Ace’s parents and teachers wanted him to stay completely focused on academics. They felt his emotions for Diana were a distraction. Ace respected them deeply, and one day, he told Diana with a heavy heart that he had to step away. There was no fight, no anger—just a quiet goodbye that left her world empty. Ace moved on,[did he? It's still a mystery] pouring his energy into studies and other pursuits. Diana, however, could not forget him. Her love was pure and selfless, not demanding anything in return. Days turned into months, and months into years, yet her feelings remained the same. People often asked her why she didn’t move on. She only smiled and said, “When love is true, it doesn’t expire with time.” One evening, as Diana sat by her window with her diary, she wrote: “Life is like an echo. What we give to the world always comes back to us in some form. I gave love, and though he left, my heart still feels that love echoing back, keeping me strong.” Diana did not hate Ace, nor did she blame him. Instead, she prayed for his happiness every day. Slowly, she realized that the love she gave had returned—not through him, but within her. It made her stronger, kinder, and more patient. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~♡♡♡♡~~~~~~~~~~~ Years had passed, and their paths had diverged, leaving behind only memories of their fleeting connection. Both had achieved remarkable success in their respective fields. Ace, now a renowned CEO of Pantheon, had built a business empire worth billions, earning him a reputation as a shrewd and desirable leader. Meanwhile, Diana had established herself as a celebrated fashion designer and model, her creations sought after by the fashion elite. Her stunning beauty and talent had catapulted her to fame, making her a household name in the industry. After a successful stint at a prominent company, Diana decided to take on a new challenge and joined Pantheon as a fashion designer, unaware that her ex-boyfriend, Ace, was the company's CEO. Similarly, Ace had no idea that the talented and beautiful Diana, whose designs had captivated him from afar, was about to become a part of his team. As fate would have it, their worlds were on the cusp of colliding once again, bringing with it a mix of unresolved emotions, unanswered questions, and the possibility of a new beginning. [Ace is 27 and Diana is 25]

~~♡"Enemies to couple but love...??"♡~~ Suggested by: ✨️"Fluttershy1994"✨️~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In the realm of wealth and privilege, two families reigned supreme: the Watsons and the Romanovs. Lily Watson, a stunning blond with piercing blue eyes and a flawless figure, was the epitome of elegance. As the daughter of a business magnate and a renowned actress, she embodied intelligence, boldness, and fierceness. Her older brother, Elon, was overly protective, ensuring no boy dared approach her – especially during their university days. However, their lives took an intriguing turn with the arrival of the Romanovs. As equals in wealth and status, their paths frequently crossed – particularly through their parents' friendships. Ironically, Elon's best friend was none other than Aron Romanov, Lily's arch-nemesis. Aron and Lily's rivalry began in university, where they constantly vied for top grades, positions, and recognition. Yet, beneath their competitive facade, Aron would often tease Lily – much to her dismay. Their families, however, had other plans. They urged the pair to date, citing a childhood promise between their parents and Elon's approval. But Lily refused, citing their intense rivalry. Years passed, and both Aron and Lily excelled in their careers. Aron inherited his family's billion-dollar company, Pantheon, while Lily became a leading doctor and hospital owner. Seeking a summer escape, Lily joined her family in Las Vegas – unaware of the fate awaiting her. One fateful night, Lily retired to her hotel room, only to awaken the next morning in the same room – but wearing a wedding dress. Confused and shocked, she gazed at the door as it swung open, revealing Aron Romanov. His expensive suit framed his chiseled features, and his smirk remained unmistakable. "We're already married, my love," Aron announced, flashing his trademark smirk. "Court marriage, public announcement – the works. Even used your thumb bio metrics, courtesy of your aunt...I mean, mother-in-law." He pinched Lily's cheek, his eyes glinting with amusement. Stunned, angry, and bewildered, Lily faced an unpalatable reality: she was married to her enemy due to a predestined arrangement. With her reputation and Aron's at stake, she reluctantly accepted her fate – agreeing to remain married for at least two years.

☆♡Just a substitute, or her own person?♡☆ ~~♡Sister's widower×twin sister♡~~ In the esteemed Romanov family, two identical twins were born on November 7th - Luna and Lily. Their resemblance was uncanny: raven-black hair, piercing blue eyes, fair skin, and hourglass figures. They shared the same height, weight, and even voice. Yet, their differences were stark. Lily was the quintessential softie - kind, gentle, and agreeable. She endured school bullying with silence, never daring to speak back. Her passion lay in acting and modeling, encouraged by her mother from the tender age of five. Lily's style was floral and feminine, often adorning herself in glittering pink and blue dresses. Luna, on the other hand, was a force to be reckoned with - rebellious, confident, and bold. She refused to kneel to anyone, often leaving teachers in awe of her fearlessness. Her interests aligned with her father's - business and intelligence. She aspired to be a businesswoman, rejecting her mother's attempts to groom her for modeling. Luna's style was sleek and powerful, favoring black suits and dresses that commanded respect. By age 21, the twins' differences had become more pronounced. Lily was the family favorite, while Luna felt neglected. This led Luna to leave France and start anew in New York. Five years passed, and Luna had become a renowned businesswoman, CEO of the multibillion-dollar company Inovission. She owned malls, hotels, resorts, and bars, earning admiration for her beauty and wit. Tragedy struck when Luna heard about Lily's sudden death. Despite their differences and her parents' neglect, Luna was devastated. She had lost her twin, her mirror image, and a piece of herself. Somberly, Luna returned to France, relocating her company's main branch from New York. Her private jet landed on a heavily rainy day, and she made her way to her family's ancestral mansion. Upon entering, the butler was shocked, mistaking Luna for Lily's ghost. After a brief explanation, he led her to the living room. Inside, Luna found her parents, who were equally mistaken, believing Lily had miraculously returned from the dead. They were accompanied by "Mr. Leon Watson, CEO of Pantheon Corporation. A very handsome man, who was wanted by all woman around the world. He was rich and powerful, which only added to his personalty and being desired by many woman. Unbeknownst to Luna, Leon was Lily's widower and the father of their one-year-old son, Lucas." A business contract connected their companies, but they had never met. To Luna, Leon appeared vulnerable, but she knew his reputation as a powerful businessman. As she entered the room, she intended to explain her identity to her parents but....

~~♡♡"No one noticed, but i did. And i would stop at nothing to make you mine."♡♡~~ [(^з^)-☆] Aurora Faye, the youngest daughter of the powerful Faye family, was born into a world of luxury and danger. Her arrival was bittersweet, as her mother passed away shortly after her birth. Despite this tragedy, Aurora's father, Jane Faye, a ruthless mafia leader and CEO of a multibillion-dollar company, adored her above all else. Her elder brothers, Sam and Zack, were equally protective of her, and as they grew older, they became formidable figures in the underworld. As Aurora grew up, she was trained in combat and martial arts in the safety of her mansion's backyard. She was a brilliant student, excelling in her studies while her brothers were busy building their reputations as powerful mafia leaders. By the time she turned 21, Aurora had graduated with top honors, her beauty and confidence rivaled only by her intellect. Her father, recognizing her potential, entrusted her with the reins of "Inovission," a company of great importance and wealth. Aurora proved to be a shrewd businesswoman, expanding the company's portfolio and building a reputation as the "young business queen." She was a force to be reckoned with, and her aura commanded attention wherever she went. But there were secrets about Aurora that no one knew. No one knew that she had a sweet tooth for chocolate late at night. No one knew that she cried on her mother's grave, missing the woman she never got to know. No one knew that she had a soft spot for the color lavender, despite always wearing black. And no one knew that she was allergic to peanuts and cucumbers, or that she suffered from anxiety attacks when alone. However, one person had noticed these secrets: Adrian Graham, the most feared mafia king. He was a man of few words, but his reputation preceded him. He was known for his cunning, his intelligence, and his ruthlessness. He was a close friend of Sam and Zack's, and had known Aurora since she was a child. But as he watched her grow into a powerful and beautiful woman, he found himself drawn to her in ways he couldn't explain. Adrian was a man of mystery, with a past shrouded in secrecy. Few knew much about him, except that he was a force to be reckoned with. He was tall, dark, and handsome, with piercing eyes that seemed to see right through you. He was a master strategist, always planning several moves ahead of his opponents. Even the government trembled at the mention of his name. And he was a man of his word, who would stop at nothing to get what he wanted. Adrian had been pursuing Aurora for a long time, sending her bouquets of peonies with letters that spoke of her beauty and strength. He had sent her chocolates and expensive jewelry, always trying to catch her eye. He had protected her from the shadows, watching over her with a fierce devotion. And he had decided that he would stop at nothing to make her his. But Aurora was resistant to his charms. She didn't want to love, didn't trust anyone, and wasn't ready to open herself up to the dangers of romance. Or was there something more? Adrian wasn't sure, but he was determined to find out. As he continued to pursue her, Aurora remained elusive, her secrets locked away behind a mask of confidence and poise. But Adrian was patient, and he knew that eventually, he would uncover the truth about this enigmatic woman. And when he did, he would claim her as his own. [Adiran- 25. Aurora-21. Sam- 26. Zack- 28.]

~~\♡Contract marriage♡/~ In the upper echelons of society, Leo Carter, the 24-year-old CEO of Carter Enterprises, found himself at a crossroads. As the eldest son of the Carter family, he was poised to inherit the family business, but his father had one condition: he had to get married. With no specific bride in mind, Leo had a week to find a suitable partner. The problem was, he wasn't in love with anyone, and he had no intention of marrying a socialite who was only interested in his wealth. Meanwhile, in the same high-society circle, Luna Graham, the 23-year-old daughter of the Graham family, was facing a similar dilemma. Her father had promised her the company, Inovision, in two years, but only if she met certain conditions. She had to work as Vice President at Pantheon, a company she knew was owned by the heir of the Carter family, whom she had never met or seen in the past two years. Additionally, she had to get married within a week. Her father didn't specify a particular groom, but he expected her partner to be well-employed and well-mannered. Like Leo, Luna had never been in love and didn't have a specific someone in mind. The two individuals, complete strangers to each other, found themselves in a similar predicament. Luna, frustrated and tired of thinking, escaped to her comfort zone, a high hill overlooking the city. She leaned against a tree, gazing out at the cityscape, and muttered in frustration, "F*k, where am I supposed to find a groom out of nowhere?" Just then, she heard a low, masculine voice behind her, echoing her sentiments, "F*k, where am I supposed to find a bride out of nowhere?" Their eyes met, and a spark of recognition ignited. Without hesitation, they proposed a solution in unison: "Would you like a contract marriage, stranger?" The terms were simple: a two-year agreement, with rules to govern their interactions, and a clause to keep their union a secret from the public. They signed the contract, introducing themselves to their families by their first names alone. As they settled into their new life together in a grand mansion, they maintained a respectful distance, occupying separate rooms on their first night together. This was a contract marriage, devoid of love or grudges. Little did they know, their professional lives were about to become intricately entwined. Luna, the Vice President at Pantheon, was unknowingly working under the CEO, Leo Carter, her husband in name only. As they navigated their contract marriage, they would soon discover the unexpected twist that would change the course of their lives forever.

~~♡♡Once upon a time, we were strangers....♡♡~~ Ines Romano, the younger daughter of the esteemed Romano family, was cherished by her parents – or so they claimed. Truly, it was her elder brother Ivan Romano who genuinely cared for her. As a successful businessman, Ivan ran his company in England, far removed from their family's roots in Russia. Ines, on the other hand, was a self-made woman: the world's top doctor and CEO of her pioneering medical-tech company, Terracure. Her independence, fierce personality, bold nature, and wealth were matched only by her breathtaking beauty. One morning, Ines woke up to an unfamiliar room. Her personal maid, Lora, stood nearby, startled by her awakening. Ines' hands were tied, and she was dressed in a wedding gown – a sight that left her stunned. Lora explained that Ines' parents had drugged her, dressed her in the gown, and she is in the VIP room of a luxurious hotel. Her parents were now preparing her wedding to Felix Black in the sams luxurious hotel's grand hall just below on ground floor. Felix Black was the heir to the inferior Black family and had a notorious reputation as a woma//ni//zer with no respect for women. Ines was appalled – she would never marry him. Determined to escape, she shared her plan with Lora, who agreed to help and discreetly untied her hands. As the Romano family guards approached to check on her, Lora distracted them, allowing Ines to slip away unnoticed. Ines ran hastily through the hotel corridor, her long wedding dress trailing behind her, as the guards pursued her. Desperate to evade capture, she turned a corner and randomly entered a nearby VIP room, closing the door behind her. Inside, she found a tall, handsome man standing by the window, his back to her, engaged in a phone call. Ines crept closer, picked up a rose with a sturdy stem, and poked it into the man's back, pretending it was a gu//n. "Don't turn, don't move, and end the call," she warned. The man remained calm, but amused, a sly smile spreading across his face as he ended the call. Ines then forced him into a chair and tied his hands together using the lace from her veil. She hid under the table near his knees, unaware that the man was watching her. Moments later, the guards entered the room, searching for Ines. Although they didn't find her, they froze upon seeing the man – none other than Alain Valois, the powerful and feared mafia king. Alain Valois was a name whispered in terror. His illicit businesses had amassed him a vast fortune, and his legal ventures were merely a facade for his true dealings. Even governments trembled at the mention of his name. Women dreamed of meeting him, but knew such fantasies were doomed to remain unfulfilled. As Alain spoke in his deep, cold voice, "What? Why are you bothering me?" the guards bowed nervously before fleeing. Ines emerged from under the table, confused by the guards' sudden retreat... [Ines: 23 y/o. Alain: 28 y/o]

~~♡♡Only one, who didn't feared him♡♡~~ ~~♡♡his love♡♡~~ Sasha Miller and Ivan Solkov were bound by an arranged marriage, forging an alliance between two of Russia's most powerful families. Sasha, sole heiress of the wealthy Miller family, was a captivating figure – a powerful businesswoman and CEO of 'Pantheon,' a conglomerate renowned for its vast wealth and influence. Her empire included luxurious hotels, resorts, and malls. Her beauty was lethal: blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, porcelain skin, and an hourglass figure that commanded attention wherever she went. Her presence exuded confidence and power, demanding respect. Ivan Solkov, the only son of the equally influential Solkov family, was CEO of 'Innovision,' a mighty company with holdings in malls, casinos, bars, and hotels. His striking features could leave women breathless. Beyond his captivating appearance, Ivan was notorious for his ruthless nature as the 'mafia boss' of Russia's underworld – feared by all, his name sent shivers down spines. Their arranged marriage was a promise between their parents, who were close friends. Sasha Miller, now Sasha Solkov, was uniquely unafraid of her husband – a rebellious spirit from their high school days. She'd fiercely argue with Ivan, who curiously allowed her to win debates, as if he desired her triumph. Irony defined their relationship: the most feared man in Russia was dominated by his wife. Initially, their marriage lacked intimacy, with only teasing and fights punctuating their interactions. But four months in, subtle feelings blossomed between them – slowly, gradually. The day unfolded with Ivan returning home to an empty mansion, waiting until Sasha arrived at 11 PM, exhausted from her business duties. When questioned, Sasha truthfully cited work commitments. Ivan's anger flared, and he launched into a fierce tirade: "You don't know how dangerous the world is! You never know when and where those monsters lurking, waiting to take advantage of you, are present!" Sasha stood firm, but Ivan's rage consumed him, blinding him to her pale complexion and evident illness. Their argument escalated, voices raised, neither yielding. Then, Ivan crossed a deadly line... "Shut up, Sasha!! I know you... Coming back late at night – you're such a... s//lut!!" His eyes widened in horror as he realized the venomous words he'd spoken. Sasha's eyes brimmed with tears, her face deathly pale, as if she'd collapse. Ivan's heart sank – he hadn't meant those words, and now their unspoken feelings hung precariously between them. Without a word, Sasha turned and stormed out of the mansion, midnight air enveloping her Rolls-Royce as she sped away to her luxurious 29th-floor penthouse – one of many properties she owned. Ivan sighed heavily, knowing exactly where she'd gone and that he must follow. He also knew she was ill and needed his care. Ivan swiftly grabbed his trench coat, phone, and wallet, then issued a commanding order to his personal assistant, Nick, and bodyguard, Neol: "Neol! Nick! Prepare my Rolls-Royce – destination: Mrs. Solkov's penthouse. Immediately." As his team sprang into action, Ivan's mind raced with regret and concern for Sasha's health. He knew he had to reach her, to apologize and comfort her after his hurtful outburst. Within minutes, his Rolls-Royce was ready. Ivan slid into the backseat, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, his thoughts consumed by Sasha: "Did I truly ruin everything between us with those words? She's been showing signs of illness lately – I should've noticed she wasn't well tonight..."

~~◇♡♡Arrange marriage♡♡~~ ♡ ~~♡◇Mafia boss×CEO◇♡~~ The Ellor family was the embodiment of power and fear, casting a long shadow over both the underworld and the business world. Jacob Ellor, the formidable head of the Ellor Mafia family, commanded respect and inspired trepidation. Yet, despite his tough exterior, he had a soft spot for his daughter, Elena, whom he cherished with unwavering love and devotion. His elder son, Sam, shared this affection, treating his younger sister with kindness and gentleness, a rare respite from their family's cutthroat business dealings. Elena, a stunning beauty with golden locks and piercing blue eyes, was the spitting image of her late mother. Intelligent, ambitious, and driven, she had always dreamed of building a legitimate business empire from the ground up. At 24, she had already achieved remarkable success as the CEO of Inovission, a powerhouse company with a diverse portfolio of hotels, resorts, and malls. Despite her family's illicit activities, Elena had steered clear of the underworld, forging her own path and earning respect in the business world. Years ago, when Elena was just three, her father had taken in a seven-year-old boy named Lucien Blake, who was struggling to survive on the streets. Jacob's influence and Sam's guidance had helped Lucien build a vast business empire, both legal and illicit. Now, at 27, Lucien was a powerful and wealthy Mafia boss in his own right, with a vast network of casinos, bars, and hotels. Despite his success, he remained eternally grateful to the Ellor family and maintained a cordial relationship with Jacob and Sam. However, his interactions with Elena were limited to polite nods and brief encounters, their paths crossing like ships in the night. On Jacob's 67th birthday, he announced a marriage between Lucien and Elena, leaving both parties little room for argument. Lucien's gratitude towards Jacob and Elena's love and respect for her father ensured their compliance. As they embarked on married life, Elena made every effort to make the relationship work. She would return home from her office by 9 pm, eager to spend quality time with Lucien, but he would often be running on a different clock, arriving late or not at all. When he did arrive, he would be aloof and distant, exchanging brief, curt responses with Elena. Despite her best efforts, Elena found herself facing a brick wall. Lucien's calm and quiet demeanor was unnerving, and his lack of enthusiasm was palpable. Every night, Elena would wait for Lucien on her balcony, reading a book until his car arrived at midnight. When he stepped out, she would greet him with a warm smile, only to be met with a expressionless gaze and a swift departure. The ritual was repeated daily, leaving Elena feeling frustrated and disheartened. But she never loosed hope. As the days turned into weeks, Elena wondered if things would ever change. Would Lucien's cold exterior ever thaw, or would she be forever trapped in this loveless, distant marriage? Would she ever crack the code to his enigmatic personality, or would she remain forever on the outside looking in? Only time would tell.