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Miles Fuck. She caught me at the worst possible moment. I never meant for this to happen. I never meant to be wrapped up in another woman’s arms. I never meant to hurt my bride. My wife. It was a stupid dare. That’s all. A meaningless, impulsive decision. I had to pretend she was Cheryl just to get through it. But then—Cheryl walked in. Looking like a fever dream in that maddening black dress. She wore it for me. And I was in another woman's arms. Rage clawed at my chest, burning through my veins. I pushed through the crowd, my eyes locked on Cheryl—on Chris, who was carrying her like she was his to protect. His hands were on my wife. I shouldn’t have left her in his care. Who the fuck knows what he’s been doing to her? The moment he set her down, I lunged. My fist collided with his face, sending him staggering back. “Miles!” Cheryl shrieked. But I wasn’t done. Blinded by fury, I grabbed Chris by the collar and yanked him closer. “How dare you put your hands on m
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Cheryl The weekend passed blissfully without Mr. Han’s presence interrupting my life. I was fine. I didn’t care about him anymore.My Oppa was dead to me.I had just finished my exams for the day, and relief washed over me. Two more damn papers, and I’d be free for the summer. But now, I had to decide what to do with it.Stay home and rot?Intern at Tonyhan and deal with Mr. Han?Both options were frustrating. I wanted to be as far away from him as possible. Then, I remembered the form I had brought along to fill out—the one for the summer math program at Harvard.Cambridge or Boston? I don’t know.I wasn’t entirely sure if I wanted to go yet, but I just needed a little push. Taking out the form, I began filling it in.A few moments later, Anna slid into the seat across from me, sipping on her smoothie.“Gimme a second, I need to finish this,” I mumbled, keeping my focus on the form.“What’s that?” she asked, adjusting her glasses and leaning forward for a peek.“The summer math prog
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Cheryl “You’re slacking today, Cheryl!” Anna yelled from across the tennis court.I bent over, gripping the left side of my stomach, trying to catch my breath.“My stomach hurts for some reason,” I muttered, turning to fetch the ball.Anna smirked. “Are you pregnant?” she teased.“Oh, fuck off,” I huffed, smacking the ball back at her.We played a few more rounds before the pain in my stomach sharpened. It was bad. Worse than before.“Are you okay? Should I call Chris to come get you?” Anna asked, concern lacing her voice.“No, I’m fine. I’ll stay a little longer and play with Grace,” I waved her off.She had a weekend date lined up before we headed to Harvard for the summer.“You look like you’re about to pass out. This is why you don’t take drinks from your stepbrother,” she scoffed.I rolled my eyes. “Diego isn’t like the others. He’s been trying to reach out lately, and I think he’s being genuine.”Anna clicked her tongue. “Urghhh, Cheryl, you’re just so daft sometimes.” She kiss
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Cheryl Mr. Han was taking longer than I expected. Panic clawed at my chest, but I forced myself to believe he was just having trouble getting the money.Mark leaned in close, his breath hot against my cheek as he grabbed my jaw. “The longer your husband takes, the more I want to pluck one of your pretty little eyes and send it to him,” he sneered, laughing.I jerked my head away, disgust curling in my stomach.Then his phone rang.Mr. Han.Mark smirked as he answered. “Come to the basement, Han. And pray the cops aren’t with you, because if they are, I’ll kill Cheryl and gladly go back to jail.”Minutes later, the door burst open.Mr. Han stepped in, still in his work suit, his tie loosened, his face dark with fury. He looked disheveled, rougher than I’d ever seen him. Without a word, he lunged—grabbing Mark by the collar and slamming him back. The briefcase in his hand cracked against Mark’s head with a sickening thud.Mark stumbled, blood streaking down his temple.“Oppa, he has a
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Cheryl “I’m sure he’s going to call me,” I said, pouting at Chris and Anna.Chris sighed, arms crossed, already tired of my stalling. “Cheryl, we’re never going to leave if we keep waiting for him.”“Just ten more minutes?” I pleaded, turning to Anna for backup.Anna nodded eagerly. “I mean, he could still come. He knows how important this is.”I could tell she believed it too. We both did.Even though he made it painfully clear how much he hated the idea of me spending the whole summer in Boston, I knew Mr. Han. He might have been upset, but he wouldn’t just let me go without saying goodbye.At first, he flat-out refused to let me go. When I told him I needed a break, he had misunderstood completely. He thought I was trying to get away from him.I wasn’t.I just needed a break from… everything. From the weight of my past. From the constant push and pull of emotions I didn’t always understand.In the end, he agreed—but only if Chris went with me.Now, it was time to leave, and I hadn
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Cheryl We had our first class today, and I was both excited and nervous. I was about to sit in a room with over a hundred Mathematics scholars—including damn Anna.I couldn't be more grateful to Mr. Han. If not for him, I wouldn’t have had all these opportunities.“Mr. Han, I’m walking into class now. I’ll talk to you later, okay?” I waved at the screen.We had been FaceTiming all morning. Because I missed him, of course. And because I wanted to be with him. But instead, I was here.“Okay, baby. Bye. I love you,” he said between bites of sausage.I smiled, waved, and ended the call just as Anna and I reached the classroom door.“Are you sure Mr. Han isn’t a freaking magician? This calculator looks like some weird time machine from a hundred years in the future,” Anna said, turning it over in her hands.The device was sleek, advanced—one of the newest creations from Mr. Han’s company. He had given one to each of us.“Anna, can you take your eyes off the damn calculator for even a seco
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Cheryl We were extra early to class today for two reasons. It was hot, and I desperately needed a cold cup of coffee. Also, Anna wanted to sit in front to get a clearer view of our professor—and to make sure he noticed her.“My coffee’s going to spill if you keep dragging me like that,” I hissed, trying to keep pace with Anna's hurried steps.“Oh, if I don’t get a front seat, Cheryl, I’m going to murder you,” she groaned, tightening her grip on my wrist as she pulled me into the classroom.I finally caught my breath as Anna slid into the front seat. I was about to sit next to her when someone grabbed my arm.“Sit with me,” Archie’s voice was low and steady.“What? No,” I said, narrowing my eyes at him.Anna smacked my arm, her face bright with mischief. “C'mon, go sit with him. I have to be locked in anyway.” She winked, already setting her notebook on her desk.Before I could protest, the professor walked in, forcing Archie to pull me to the nearest empty seats.“Heard you’re a math
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Cheryl His lips were warm, soft, and hesitant, pressing lightly against mine as if he were testing the waters. I closed my eyes, letting myself get lost in the sensation. It was gentle, sweet—everything a first kiss was supposed to be. But my chest tightened with an uncomfortable ache, a whisper of guilt that echoed in my mind.Just like Mr. Han.Reuben’s fingers tangled in my hair, his touch tender as his lips moved softly against mine. But my heart was somewhere else, trapped in memories of darker eyes, firmer hands, and kisses that left me breathless. Mr. Han’s touch was searing, possessive, igniting something deep inside me. But this... This was different. Innocent. Simple.I should have liked it. I should have wanted more.But all I could think about was Mr. Han. The way his eyes darkened when he looked at me. The way he held me as if I were his and his alone. How he made me feel wanted, cherished... loved.Reuben’s hand slid down to my waist, pulling me closer as his mouth move
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Cheryl "Are you going to be at my graduation?" I asked Miles as I climbed off him.He needed to get back to work."We're leaving that day, but I'll be there," he assured me, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead before turning around."8 PM. You have to be home by then," I reminded him."Okay, Mrs. Han," he replied without looking back, then walked away.I turned to the sales attendant. "I'll take all of them," I said, reaching into my purse for Miles' card.After grabbing a few more things, Anna and I finally left."Where are we going?" Anna asked as Chris drove us."To get a tattoo," I said casually.Anna gasped, her eyes going wide. "You're finally getting a tattoo?" she exclaimed."Yeah. Miles got my name tattooed on his arm, so I'm going to get his name tattooed somewhere... more interesting," I teased."Aww, I love that! Where? On your ass?" she smirked.I scrunched up my nose. "No, girl. On my side, right above my ribs, close to my breast.""Ooooh, spicy," she grinned. "I should
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Cheryl I hate that Kingsley wears a shirt with the word "SECURITY" plastered across it, like I’m some foreign princess in need of protection. We’re in the middle of a mall, for God’s sake. Nothing screams, Look at me! louder than an obvious bodyguard. But, of course, Mr. Han doesn’t listen to me.And then there’s Chris, walking ahead of me like his job depends on preventing me from even tripping.I turned to Anna, who was rambling about Professor King again.“Remind me how you got him to fuck you?” I asked, still genuinely baffled that their relationship was not only intact but thriving—even while living in different states.Even more shocking? Anna was staying loyal to him.I needed to know her secret. Maybe I could use it to finally get Mr. Han to fuck me too.Anna smirked. “I started visiting his office a lot—to seduce him, spend time with him, make sure he actually noticed me. He was cold at first, really dismissive. But remember that equation we struggled with? The one we agreed
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Miles Cheryl is such a baby. She’s been sitting under that damn tree by the lake for hours just because she’s mad at me. And now? It’s raining.Pouring.She was completely soaked, her hair clinging to her face, her clothes sticking to her skin. And still, she wouldn’t come inside.I walked over and pressed a kiss to her cheek from behind.She pulled away instantly.The book she was holding was drenched—just like the rest of her. Even her shoes, abandoned beside her, were soaked through.I sighed. “Baby, don’t tell me you’ve been sitting here for hours, waiting for me to come and apologize.”I walked around the bench and sat beside her, reaching out to touch her hair.She slapped my hand away.I exhaled slowly. “I’m sorry you saw whatever you did on the Internet, but it’s not what it looks like. Jenny doesn’t even live here—she’s in London. She only came because we’re friends, and she needed my opinion on something important. That’s all. Just a discussion over lunch.”Cheryl rolled he
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Cheryl We were supposed to be celebrating after writing the final paper of our final year in college, but guess what? Anna and I were heading home instead—because we had no friends or social skills that didn’t involve fucking older, rich men.Well, I haven’t technically fucked mine, so.“Did you know that sucking on a person’s tongue while kissing them drives them insane?” Anna said suddenly.I groaned, pressing my head against the car window. “I just literally graduated from college. I don’t want to learn anything anymore.”“Well, it does. I should try it sometime,” she mused, scrolling through her iPad.I frowned. “How the fuck do you even suck a person’s tongue while kissing them?”“You wouldn’t know,” she said, smirking. “All you and Mr. Han do is hug. And unfortunately, you have no past experience either.”I rolled my eyes and scoffed, smacking her thigh.“Oh, you don’t want to know the things we’ve done,” I teased.“What? Slept on the same bed? Because apparently, he’s being ta
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CherylI mouthed a quick thank you to the kind gentleman who opened the car door for me.“You’re welcome, ma’am,” he responded.Ma’am?Weird. Do I look that old already?Shaking off the thought, I walked into Tonyhan, memories of my first day here flooding back. I had walked in as a helpless girl—one being tossed into a marriage she didn’t want, one who couldn’t even afford to pay for her internship uniform.Now?Now, I walk around with a giant stone on my finger, married to a billionaire who also happens to be the CEO—one who, of course, adores me.“Hannah,” I waved at the receptionist like I always did.“Good afternoon, Mrs. Han. I hope you’re having a great day?” she said, her tone formal.I froze for a second.Mrs. Han?When did she start calling me that?Weird. Again.I brushed it off and made my way through the lounge to the elevator, my nerves creeping in. I knew Mr. Han didn’t care, but there had been rumors. Everyone knew I was his wife now, and the gossip had started.Slande
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Miles I woke up with a pounding headache. My body ached, but nothing compared to the weight in my chest.I felt terrible.For hurting her.For losing control.For failing to protect the one thing I swore to cherish.Why did I do that?Why did I get so angry?I should have been careful. I should have been gentle.Oh God.This is really bad.She’ll never forgive me. I don’t deserve to be forgiven.I reached into my drawer, pulling out the papers I had prepared, then made my way downstairs.When my eyes landed on Cheryl, my breath hitched.She looked… the same. Beautiful. Soft. Too soft for someone I had hurt.She smiled as soon as she saw me.“Oppa, you’re here. I was going to bring breakfast up to you. Do you feel better?”How can she still be nice to me after what I did?I ran a hand through my hair and held out the papers. She took them without hesitation.“I understand if you hate me now,” I said quietly. “If you don’t want anything to do with me, I get it. You’ll get alimony, anyt
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Cheryl Miles finally made it through the window, landing with a soft thud before sighing heavily."Cheryl, it wasn't me. I swear. I didn’t do it—it must have been my dad," he said, his hands resting on his waist, frustration evident in his expression.My phone dinged.Anna.I opened the message and saw more photos. One of me walking out of the restaurant, captioned: Girl, you look so hot.Another one showed Miles smashing a camera.I giggled. That was kind of hot.Miles exhaled deeply. "Please, let’s go home," he said, sounding tired.I liked seeing him like this—frustrated, exasperated, desperate for me.Pressing my lips together, I slid onto the couch and turned off the lights. "No.""Fine," he muttered, shaking his head. "But I’m not leaving you again."He sat on the floor next to the couch, resting his head against my belly.I didn’t push him away. Didn’t throw a tantrum. Just let him stay there.Eventually, his breathing slowed, his body relaxing. He fell asleep like that, his f
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Cheryl “Hi, Chris,” I said, slipping into the backseat. He had come to pick me up for my dinner with Mr. Han.“Cheryl,” he acknowledged curtly and started driving.I shook my head.Weird man.“Did you miss me?” I teased, watching for a reaction.“Absolutely not. I finally had some peace and quiet, thanks to you,” he deadpanned.I kicked his seat.Asshole.“Mr. Han is not going to be pleased with your outfit, ma’am,” he added, glancing at me through the rearview mirror.I smirked.Exactly what I wanted.The dress was a long black lace number, soft and delicate, with rich velvet covering my breasts. But the rest? Completely sheer. Anyone looking could make out the shape of my panties, the curve of my hips—every teasing hint of what lay beneath.When we arrived at the restaurant, I stepped out of the Tonyhan electric SUV, appreciating its sleek design. It was even better than the sports car version. As I walked inside, I noticed that the restaurant wasn’t crowded. The few patrons presen
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Miles I found myself walking back into the library again.I didn’t want to be far from her anymore.Returning to her cubicle, I pulled her away from what she was doing and kissed her hard again.These past few days had been hell without her.It broke my heart knowing my princess had run away from me.She promised she would never break my heart, yet she left me in the dark.She should have come to me. She should have spoken to me.I love her—every part of her. I can’t live without her.Panting heavily, I took her lips again, our tongues tangling, completely aware that anyone could be watching us right now. But I didn’t care.I pulled away, not wanting to scare her, not wanting to hold her too tightly.I’m learning to be soft on her.I’m learning to be soft for her.“Please tell me whenever I’m too much, okay?” I murmured.She held my face, her fingers warm and delicate.“You are never too much,” she whispered, running her tongue across those pretty lips of hers.God.I played with her
