"Today you officially became my wife, so I'm finding it hard to hold back." He leaned forward slightly, brushing the corner of her lips, gently grazing them. "So, Mrs. Duncan, may I kiss you?"His lips were already touching hers, yet he still asked this question—wasn't that question a little redundant?Aria felt her first impression of Archer hadn't been wrong."Wolf in sheep's clothing" or "gentleman on the outside, beast on the inside" would definitely describe him accurately.Her face grew even redder, her breathing uneven, her eyes closed as she dared not look at the man before her."So may I kiss you, Mrs. Duncan?"He was still asking.As if waiting for her answer before truly kissing her."We're married..." Her voice was soft, but this was clearly an answer.He smiled. "So that's a yes?"A barely audible "mm" escaped her throat, and the man smiled as he moved closer, finally kissing her.At last his lips met hers. Aria was stunned for a moment, then slowly relaxed.H
Late at night, Aria Jackson sat in the lounge, flipping through photos of Larry Spencer with another woman. The pictures were taken secretly, but from a clever angle.Through the car window, the two were clearly having an intense moment. Larry's distinctive mole and the snowflake tattoo on the woman's shoulder were unmistakable.Aria smiled coldly, tossing the photos into the trash can as exhaustion washed over her."Do I really have to get this tattoo?" she asked."Mrs. Spencer, this is your husband's instruction. The tattoo artist is already waiting. Only if you get the same tattoo as Miss Landon can we clear up yesterday's scandal. Of course, you can refuse—if you want your brother's medical payments to stop tomorrow."The secretary's tone was dismissive, her eyes showing no respect. It was as if Aria, the so-called Mrs. Spencer, was nothing more than a disposable joke.And that was exactly the case.Larry's affair with the tattooed woman had gone viral, causing such an uproa
On the other end of the phone, the man seemed surprised.After a pause, Archer Duncan's rich, magnetic voice finally responded with deliberate calm. "Agreed. However, Aria, my grandmother is very old, so I'm afraid I can't give you too much time..."He paused briefly."Two weeks at most. I hope you can leave the Spencer household by then. Including finalizing your divorce."His voice was gentle, but his words carried an unmistakable firmness.Aria didn't refuse. She ran her fingers over her platinum wedding band and simply replied, "All right."Five years.After Linda's accident, Larry had married her despite hating her deeply.She had willingly accepted her prison in the Spencer mansion for five years.Now, it was time to leave.She composed herself, once again becoming the elegant, poised Mrs. Spencer before leaving the lounge.When she returned to their penthouse apartment, Larry wasn't there.Aria efficiently packed her belongings. After a while, her phone chimed.The
Aria felt nothing inside.For five years, Susan had focused on improving her health, yet she still hadn't conceived.Susan had certainly harbored resentment.Back then, Aria had always believed there was a chance to fix things with Larry, so she never mentioned their problems to his family.Instead, she silently endured Susan's complaints and drank the herbal remedies for five years.But now, there was no need to pretend anymore.After the initial shock, Susan quickly realized that since her son had notorious affairs with other women, he couldn't possibly be physically incapable.The only explanation was that the couple had never been intimate.Marcus's face darkened. "Larry, come to my study," he said coldly.Larry was practically laughing with anger.He never imagined Aria would reveal their private matters in front of his family.He shot her a furious look before following his father to the study.Aria pretended not to notice.Susan was stunned by her son's terrible beh
"He won't break his word."Though Aria knew little about Archer Duncan, she inexplicably trusted him.Power provides a foundation for confidence.And Archer's power gave her the confidence to trust him."That's good. When your father passed away, the Pinecrest Resort development was halted. It's good that you're taking it over, but even with the land, funding will be a major issue. Besides, Aria, you haven't worked in real estate for many years..."The resort development had been her father's initiative, led by Jackson Enterprises.Later, when Jackson Enterprises went bankrupt, this valuable property eventually became a commodity waiting for the right buyer.For the past five years, because of Larry, Aria hadn't handled any professional work. Instead, she had diligently played the role of Mrs. Spencer while privately keeping her father's vision close to her heart.Therefore, when Archer proposed a partnership, the first thing she thought of was the Pinecrest Resort development.
As they fell into the water, a crowd quickly gathered around.Christina reacted fast, unable to hold back a curse.People surrounded the pool area. Larry quickly noticed the commotion and rushed over to pull both Lucy and Aria out of the water.After falling in, Lucy looked extremely disheveled. She bit her pale lips as she leaned against Larry's chest."Larry, it’s not Aria’s fault. She didn't deliberately pull me into the pool..."Water dripped from her hair, making her look pitiful and vulnerable.In contrast, Aria calmly took the towel Christina handed her and casually dried herself off, her expression remarkably composed.Larry draped his jacket over Lucy's shoulders and looked coldly at Aria. "Did you do this?"His tone was identical to five years ago.Aria raised her eyes calmly, but her composure only angered Larry more."Aria, wasn't it enough that you hurt Linda five years ago? Lucy has just returned home, why are you targeting her too? Are you really this desperate
Aria looked at the man before her—handsome and elegant, carrying the natural composure of someone from Manhattan's elite circles. Even discussing such matters, his demeanor remained calm."Mr. Duncan is only a few years older than me. They say men at this age are mature and steady, and I can see that's true of you," Aria said. "But I have one question that needs answering."Since Archer was already selecting wedding bands and planning their married life, she needed clarity on certain things.The man's cool, narrow eyes lifted slightly. "Please ask.""Would you ever be unfaithful, Mr. Duncan?"After asking, she immediately felt it was inappropriate.The atmosphere in the private lounge seemed to shift at the mention of infidelity, though Archer's expression remained unchanged, his features still calm and refined.He poured a cup of Earl Grey tea and pushed it toward her. Rising steam from the porcelain cup enveloped her beautiful yet gentle face, and she could smell the subtle be
Did Larry have any love for Aria?How could he not? If he didn't love her, he wouldn't hate her so much.He hated her coldness, hated that she had indirectly caused Linda's death, hated how she always seemed so detached and above it all.He had married her to make her suffer. He couldn't stand seeing her so high above him, where he could only look up at her.She was supposed to be his woman, yet she made him feel like a fool.Just like now—Aria seeing him with Lucy and remaining so calm, even clearly mentioning divorce.How dare she?She hadn't yet paid her debt to him. How could Aria simply turn and leave while he remained trapped in the same place, unable to escape that nightmare!Larry's dark eyes grew intense and somber, the corners tinged with red. He grabbed Aria's wrist.In the next moment, he had pinned her against the leather sofa next to the hospital bed.Larry gripped her slender wrist so hard that a purple bruise was forming.She winced in pain, but he leaned in
"Today you officially became my wife, so I'm finding it hard to hold back." He leaned forward slightly, brushing the corner of her lips, gently grazing them. "So, Mrs. Duncan, may I kiss you?"His lips were already touching hers, yet he still asked this question—wasn't that question a little redundant?Aria felt her first impression of Archer hadn't been wrong."Wolf in sheep's clothing" or "gentleman on the outside, beast on the inside" would definitely describe him accurately.Her face grew even redder, her breathing uneven, her eyes closed as she dared not look at the man before her."So may I kiss you, Mrs. Duncan?"He was still asking.As if waiting for her answer before truly kissing her."We're married..." Her voice was soft, but this was clearly an answer.He smiled. "So that's a yes?"A barely audible "mm" escaped her throat, and the man smiled as he moved closer, finally kissing her.At last his lips met hers. Aria was stunned for a moment, then slowly relaxed.H
He wore only a white shirt, perhaps because of the summer heat. His tie was loosened slightly, and the top two buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing a glimpse of his collarbone and attractive Adam's apple.His sleeves were casually rolled up to his elbows, his hands gripping the steering wheel, making his forearms look even more solid.When he turned the wheel, his arms moved, causing the shirt to stretch across his upper arms. The fabric clung tightly to his muscles, revealing his elegant, powerful contours.Her gaze moved upward to his handsome, refined profile. This was the first time she had observed him so carefully and from such close proximity. She realized his features were truly exceptional.His eyes were as beautiful as expensive obsidian, his nose as perfectly sculpted as a work of art. She had often heard people mention how handsome Larry was, but now she saw that compared to Archer, Larry's appearance seemed rather ordinary.Archer was mature and dignified, with
He was very clear about certain things and never gave these women any reason to think they were special....In the car, Aria sat in the passenger seat, still looking somewhat dazed at the ring on her finger.She had been married to Larry for three years and naturally had a wedding ring.But Larry never wore his wedding ring in public, so she hadn't worn hers either. Her ring finger didn't even have that circular mark from wearing a ring. Now, though, things seemed different."What are you thinking about?"Suddenly, she felt warmth at her ear as hot breath caressed her earlobe and neck, carrying the man's cool, fresh scent.Aria quickly turned her head, surprised and stunned.Archer's face was just inches away. When she had turned, his lips had nearly brushed her cheek and the corner of her mouth.Now his warm breath fell on her face, making her ears burn and her entire face flush.They were so close that for the first time, she looked directly into his eyes through his glasse
His fingers showed no ring marks, indicating he had never worn rings before.The platinum band fit perfectly on his long, elegant fingers, looking especially graceful.For the first time, Aria felt that a man wearing a ring could be incredibly attractive.His hands were fair and well-defined, slender yet elegant, with veins faintly visible beneath the skin. Now, with a ring on his finger, it was as if she had claimed him.Aria paused, unable to resist touching his refined fingers. They were long and slender, the skin wrapped smoothly around each slightly protruding knuckle, giving his hands a lean, graceful appearance.At this moment, she suddenly realized that this man now belonged to her.Ethan went to pay for the necklace and ring for his companion. As she waited, she turned around and witnessed this scene, her eyes darkening.Seeing how dismissive Ethan was toward her compared to this moment, her face paled slightly.She glared at Aria with hostility, then suddenly stepped t
"I've got no wedding on the horizon, not even close." Ethan showed no concern for his female companion's paling face.When they first got together, he had made it clear—he would provide money and gifts, and she would only need to offer emotional support. Any deeper feelings were off the table.Theirs wasn't a physical transaction but an emotional one. The two of them were simply in a business arrangement.So she was a companion, not a girlfriend, and there was certainly no "wedding bells" in their future.Archer noticed that Ethan's companion seemed upset, but he just nodded slightly."Feel free to look around. I'll help Aria pick out rings."Ethan clicked his tongue softly as Archer led Aria to the counter displaying matching rings. The styles were relatively simple. Aria didn't like anything too flashy, and she sensed Archer probably didn't either. Simple, understated rings would be perfect."I know it's not a good time for you to wear a wedding ring right now, so let's start w
Only getting married once in a lifetime…Aria froze for a moment, her eyes slightly dazed.Only once—what did that mean?It meant he had chosen her. It meant there wouldn’t be anyone else. No betrayal. She would be his one and only wife.Was this Archer’s way of making her a promise?She wasn’t a naïve girl anymore, easily swept away by pretty words. But still… she couldn’t help letting herself imagine what it would be like, just for a second.Kent didn’t get in the car this time. Archer was the one driving.Eventually, the car pulled up in front of a high-end jewelry flagship store.“Let’s go,” Archer said as he unbuckled his seatbelt and stepped out first.Aria was a little confused—why were they stopping here? But as soon as she got out, Archer took her hand and gently led her toward the store.“Wait,” she said, tugging at his hand just as they reached the entrance.He looked down at her.She stared at his handsome face, suddenly second-guessing herself. What if she misun
This can’t be real.It has to be a coincidence. Maybe he was just helping her walk in.The clerk at the marriage office was secretly stunned—but still managed to keep a polite, professional smile on her face.“Miss Jackson, did you forget something?” she asked pleasantly.Aria paused in surprise.She hadn’t expected the same clerk from this morning to be the one handling their marriage license too.Her gaze shifted to Archer.Archer looked completely calm. “We’re here to get our marriage license,” he said. “We need the application form.”The clerk froze.Wait… what?Miss Jackson really did get divorced this morning… and now she’s back to get married?Her eyes widened in disbelief, but she kept smiling and professionally handed them the paperwork.Wow. Miss Jackson, you're bold.Of course, the clerk wasn’t clueless—she’d heard all about Larry Spencer and his scandals. The guy had mistresses all over the place. A complete jerk.If he could mess around however he wanted, why
Aria barely had time to react to his last joking comment—because as soon as Archer said he was taking her to meet his family, her nerves kicked in.She hadn’t expected that when he said he was bringing her home, he meant straight to his grandparents. Meeting the head of the Duncan family right away? That felt like… a lot.She was starting to panic.Even before her family fell apart—and even when she had never been married—she never dared dream of being introduced directly to the elder of a family like the Duncans. And now, after having gone through a marriage and divorce?“Mr. Duncan… I’ve never asked you this before, but… does your family really approve of you marrying me?”The Duncans weren’t just any family—they were old money, a real high-society dynasty. Archer, as the direct heir, could have had his pick of society’s most eligible women. And yet… he chose her.But why?“At the very least, my grandparents definitely approve,” Archer replied with a soft laugh. “Two years ago,
A flicker of emotion passed through Archer’s eyes, but he replied calmly, “I just got here.”He placed a dish in front of her—black pepper steak, her favorite.Aria smiled, her eyes curving slightly. This time, she didn’t say thank you. Instead, she picked up the tongs and placed a shrimp onto his plate, then happily dug into the steak on her own.The chef at this restaurant really knew their craft. The steak was tender and fresh, and even as she ate, Aria still remembered to maintain perfect table manners.Archer, seated across from her, simply watched in silence. Just watching her brought a quiet sense of peace.The meal didn’t take long. Aria had never been a big eater, and she finished off the lunch with a glass of sweet fruit juice.As they neared the end of the meal, Archer set down his utensils and asked, “Did anything upset you today? Did Larry or Lucy give you a hard time?”His tone was calm as always, but there was a trace of concern hidden beneath it.Aria gave a soft