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Cheryl I made breakfast. Waffles, toasts, eggs, orange juice and fruits- grapes and strawberries. I had intentionally asked for Gavin's phone number to ask him what Mr Han likes. Deeply I was scared of intimacy the moment I heard I was going to be getting married. Since Mr Han has promised me nothing like that would happen, I didn't expect my fear to be replaced by guilt instead of happiness.If he is going to feed me and provide for me and not touch me then I have to work to at least earn everything he is going to be spending on me. Not that cooking counts but the extra efforts I used in preparing this does count.I also plan to clean his room, the house and do his laundry, also wash his car if Chris allows me because he blatantly refused this morning.“Mr. Han, good morning,” I smiled, seeing him watch me with furrowed eyebrows from the Stairs.“What are you doing?” He asked, an eyebrow arched.“I made breakfast,” I said. “Why?” He asked, putting his coat aside but before it reac
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Cheryl Every morning, I make breakfast while Mr. Han prepares coffee for us both.“Thank you,” I said, accepting my cup as he handed it to me. He nodded silently, then walked out of the kitchen, his presence as fleeting as the aroma of freshly brewed coffee.It must be sinking in now—having a nineteen-year-old under his roof, especially one who’s no use to him. I often wonder if he regrets the arrangement.Today, we drove to Tonyhan together. Mr. Han took the wheel instead of Chris, and I sat quietly in the passenger’s seat.I didn’t flinch when his hand brushed the gearshift. Therapy must be working, or maybe it’s just… different with him.“Hi, Lili,” I waved as I reached my desk.“Hey, married girl,” she teased with a smirk.I rolled my eyes but couldn’t help smiling. “Still not funny,” I replied playfully.“There’s a new intern,” Lili said, leaning over her cubicle. “Her desk’s right next to yours.”“Great,” I whispered, feigning enthusiasm as I turned on my computer.Tonyhan is p
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Cheryl “What are you? You think ten times faster than the average human,” Gavin teased, laughing.“I mean, Gavin’s the OG chess player, and you’re over here whooping his ass,” Isaac added with a grin.I shrugged. It wasn’t exactly news to me. I’d always been like this, though it mostly went unnoticed unless I was in school. And chess? I’d played it alone more times than anyone could believe.“I’ve mastered the art and craft of chess, Gavin,” I said confidently, moving my knight to capture his last bishop, even though it meant losing my knight in return.“Ahh, I see what you did there.” He stroked his chin thoughtfully.Somehow, I’d gotten used to Mr. Han’s friends. Therapy helped, of course, but their constant presence also made them feel less like strangers. Still, I could see Gavin’s gears turning, considering his next move. If he used his queen to take my knight, he’d lose her to my rook.Instead, he moved his king.“I’ve tried not to admit this, but I like you,” I said, taking my
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MilesAt Tonyhan, the final three days of the summer internship culminate in a retreat for interns returning to school. For some, it’s a farewell, as they might not return next year. For others, it’s a stepping stone—a chance to solidify their future with the company.“Sir,” the internship coordinator called as Chris helped me into my coat.“The interns are ready,” he said, waiting for my approval.I nodded curtly. “Let’s go.”“Sir, if I may,” Moses began, falling into step beside me, “we were discussing the upcoming launch of Tonyhan’s first electric car. We thought it would be impactful to have one of the influential interns announce it. Lili Smith could be a good choice—her father is a senator. Or Archie King, his family has significant clout in the tech industry. Gray Sterling is another option; he’s a brilliant third-year Physics student at Princeton with several mathematics awards. Then there’s Braelynn, your friend’s daughter—her father is a prince, after all.”Moses continued
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Cheryl Love? Psshh. Why did he call her that?I sighed, sitting up in bed. The light from my bedside lamp flickered on, and I reached for my sketchpad and pencil. My fingers began tracing lines, this time sketching something different but still unmistakably him. The memory replayed in my head—Mr. Han lightly tapping my chin after reminding the interns not to cause trouble. My cheeks warmed at the thought.He’s the only man who’s ever shown me genuine kindness. It’s okay to feel… different around him, I repeated, echoing my therapist’s words.Still, I instinctively shoved the sketchpad under my duvet when a knock sounded at the door.“Coming,” I called, getting out of bed.When I opened the door, there he was.“Mr. Han,” I said softly, stepping aside to let him in.“Hey,” he said, his voice warm but gentle. “You didn’t come down for dinner. I wanted to make sure you’re okay.”“I’m fine. Just… not hungry,” I replied, returning to my bed and curling up under the covers.“Well, in case y
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Miles “I told you she’s a genius—it’s insane. She beats me at chess every single time,” Gavin said as we walked out of the gym.“She didn’t come out to swim with the others. Think she’s overwhelmed?” I asked.“Cheryl’s introverted. She’s probably either napping or drawing,” he replied.“She draws?” I asked, surprised.Gavin stopped walking, gave me a look, then laughed. “Is she really your wife?”“Fuck off,” I said, brushing past him and heading to my room.When I opened the door, Chris was lounging on my couch, scrolling through his phone.“Chris, find Cheryl for me,” I said, already unzipping my gym bag to grab a towel.“Sure thing, sir,” he replied, standing and leaving the room without question.I showered quickly, changing into sweatpants as I dried my hair with a towel. I had just thrown the towel aside when Cheryl walked in, Chris following close behind. He gave a slight nod and excused himself, leaving us alone.Cheryl took one look at me, then immediately turned around, her
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Cheryl “Where does it hurt, baby?” His deep baritone had replayed in my head more than I cared to admit, drowning out the reality of my broken wrist now confined to a cast. How was I supposed to deliver the launch speech like this? This is why you don’t drink overnight with your ‘older’ husband. Though I doubt he even thinks of me as his wife. He once admitted that my age made the idea of our arranged marriage repulsive. At first, I didn’t care—it was mutual indifference. But now? I don’t know why it bothers me so much that he doesn’t see me as his wife. “You look like a mess,” Mr. Han said, leaning against the wall, clearly drunk. His sharp eyes softened, his tone lighter than usual. “You’re hungover, swollen-eyed, and you need to sleep. Doctor says your wrist will heal; the break’s not that bad.” I tried to glare at him but failed. “I don’t think I can walk,” I said, the words slipping out before I could stop them. Did I just want him to carry me? To call me baby again? Maybe
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Cheryl Dia: I see you are living fine. Good for you. That was the message I received from my stepsister. No explicit threat in her words, but then again, any text from her should be considered a threat. The fact that I’m heading back to the dorms tomorrow feels like a setup—a perfect opportunity for her to unleash her malice on me. Am I a fool for willingly walking into her line of fire? Can I catch a break for just one week? To make matters worse, Mr. Han isn’t speaking to me. Don’t ask why because I honestly have no clue. At first, I thought he’d miss me when I wasn’t around the house or at work. After all, he kept asking if I was sure about staying in the dorms. Now, here I am, standing outside his room, debating whether to go in and tell him about my stepsister's text. He promised to protect me, didn’t he? “Mr. Han,” I called, stepping inside his room cautiously. “Cheryl, I’m busy. Can you come back later?” he said, his back turned to me as he worked at his desk. How does
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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
