Engaged to the Heartless Heartbreaker ✔

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ENGAGED TO THE HEARTLESS HEARTBREAKER

by Hervina Mollejon (sapphiregirl22) ~_^

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What if you fall in love with a heartbreaker?

What if he doesn't pay any attention to you no matter what you do?

What if he breaks your heart over and over again?

Will you still hold on until he comes to reciprocate your love?

And what if, just what if, one day, you come to your senses and teach your heart finally to forget him and he appears before you begging to make things go back to the way they used to be, will you accept him again though he used to be your heartless heartbreaker?

Althea Ruiz was a great believer in love. Even at such a young age, she believed that she was in love with her foster brother. She begged her foster mother to be engaged to him, much to the pleasure of the latter who made the engagement possible. But, Althea suffered a lot just to prove to her fiancé her selfless love.

Nigel Joaquin Saavedra Sarmiento was the sole heir to the Sarmiento fortune, gifted painter, ravishingly good-looking morsel yet devastatingly cold, uncaring and heartless heartbreaker. Too strong-willed to give in to the whims of his mother and his spoiled brat of a fiancée, he vowed to do everything just to prove that he was not the man for this ambitious orphaned girl.

Indeed, with all the drama, constant bickering and proving each other's side of the coin, who do you think would win their exhaustive toss-up in the end?

Would it be the spoiled brat or the heartless heartbreaker?

Would it be the girl who gives her everything or the man who gives nothing but pain?

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BOOK TRAILER IS FOUND AFTER CHAPTER 53 (IN CASE YOU'D LIKE TO WATCH IT FIRST BEFORE READING THE WHOLE STORY).

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THE LEAD CHARACTERS WILL DRIVE YOU REALLY, REALLY MAD. DON'T TELL ME LATER I DIDN'T WARN YOU! LOL! AFTER ALL, THIS IS ABOUT THE BRAT AND THE HEARTBREAKER.

ALRIGHT, CARRY ON!

BUT IF YOU CAN'T TAKE HOW THE CHARACTERS BEHAVE, YOU CAN STOP READING. IT'S AS SIMPLE AS THAT. I HOPE I MADE THIS ONE VERY CLEAR TO YOU!

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The following scene is not the first chapter but just a foreshadow of the story. This will give you a glimpse on the future. ENJOY!

"C-come home," he said trying to clear his throat.

I looked at him in disbelief. Why the heck was he here? After two years of not seeing each other, he would just barge in and tell me to, what, come home!

Did I just hear him say 'Come home'?

"Do you hear what you're saying right now?" I managed to speak up after seconds of contemplation.

He cleared his throat again yet it took him like forever before being able to manage to talk.

I stared at his face. Physically, he was still the same ravishingly handsome "heartbreaker" that I knew.

But, somehow, there was something in the way that he was looking at me now, even with the way he spoke. I sensed a hint of meekness and surrender which were very unusual of the coldhearted and arrogant Nigel Sarmiento that I knew all my life.

"Just why do I need to go back to the palacio?" I spoke giving him a sardonic glance. Then, I turned around from him, not wanting to show him how he still had that effect in me. Because, it surprised me to a really considerable degree that even until now, after two years, his presence still sent shivers into my body, my heart, my soul, my whole system. I felt a thousand detonated bombs in my chest wanting to get out, seeking for freedom. I felt I was going to explode... in so much pain.

I tightly clenched my fingers as I felt my hands trembling at my sides. All the pains and heartaches I buried in all these years seemed to awaken from their cold somber grave. And his presence, it was just too good to be true. He was like a dream, too surreal to conceive and believe. But, more than the pain and disbelief that I felt, it was the strong thumping of my heart that I couldn't fathom. This was not good. I needed to fight, to resist the freaking temptations, for if I wouldn't, I didn't think I could still trust my heart.

Why? Why had he to look for me now? I had already started to learn to stand on my own. I was better off alone now.

"Althea," I heard him talk behind my back, "let's get married now."

All of a sudden, I felt like the bombs creeping in my heart had just finally exploded! His pronouncement, however, surprisingly went smoothly despite of the awkward, tensive tone in his voice.

Was I actually hearing those words? Just what was he thinking?

"This time, it's for real," he declared, still smoothly. How did he ever do that?

I span around to face him and scrutinize his countenance. He looked like he had just stated something coming from his heart. Should I believe him?

Oh, come on, don't let me believe on this act.

"Seriously, Nigel?" I challenged him. "After all what you did, you just say those words simply as if nothing has happened? Like nothing has ever, ever happened? Well, cut it! I'm not going back to the palacio and I'm not marrying you! What are you thinking?" I said candidly.

Was he in the mission of crushing again my heart?

Not wanting to hear any more words from him, I decided to walk out on him in the receiving area of the orphanage.

But Nigel quickly took hold of my right forearm.

"Althea, please..." he sounded like he was struggling for words to say as his hard, unsteady breathing tickled my right ear, "come home."

I tried to let go of his hand yet the more I pushed him away, the more that he pulled me closer to him. His other hand dutifully found the perfect fit to encircle it around my waist so that my back was crushed to his sturdy chest. God, the familiar palpitations in my heart which I had buried a long time ago creeped again and again in my chest like a crazy windmill churning and turning even without the wind.

Unexpectedly, Nigel leaned his face down to my right ear and whispered softly, "I want you back, princess."

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A/N

Hello, everyone! Can't believe I'm already starting my first Wattpad novel ever. First chapter is already up. Just check it out.

Lovelotz,
(sapphiregirl22) ~_^

P.S.
Please read also my other works:
WHY CAN'T IT JUST BE YOU? (On-going)
FINDING HALE (On-going)