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What happens when your greatest humiliation is arranged to be your forever? Chen Ruyi believes in a simple life: staying home, observing the world quietly, and being left alone. As the cherished yet overlooked daughter of a decorated Chinese general, her world is one of quiet comfort and family duty. Lieutenant Lukas Reinhardt believes in order, discipline, and clear threats. As the stern heir to a German military legacy, his world is defined by precision and control. Their worlds collide in the worst way possible: at a formal alliance dinner, in a pitch-black ballroom amidst a crisis. He sees a shadow moving in the dark-a potential threat. She is just returning from the washroom. One brutal, professional takedown later, and Ruyi is left humiliated, bruised, and glaring at the icy-eyed German soldier who manhandled her. It's a first impression forged in chaos and mutual disdain. But for their fathers-two old friends and military strategists-this disaster is not an end. It's the perfect beginning. Seeing a chance to solidify their legacies, they see past the scandal. He is the ultimate fortress: loyal, disciplined, and strong. She is the hidden treasure: cultured, modest, and from a respected line. Now, Ruyi and Lukas find their fates irrevocably merged by a cold, practical arrangement. Forced into a marriage and shipped off to a remote military outpost, they must navigate the freezing isolation, their clashing wills, and the unexpected complications of shared duty. Can a love built on a foundation of misunderstanding and military strategy ever find its footing? Or will the fortress meant to protect her become the prison that stifles them both? A story of clashing cultures, arranged destinies, and the unexpected battle for love that begins where diplomacy ends.

𝓐𝓶𝓫𝓲𝓴𝓪 𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓴𝓾𝓻 × 𝓐𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓿 𝓢𝓸𝓸𝓻𝔂𝓪𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓼𝓱𝓲 #1 in alliancemarriage -Nov 2025 #1 in Haters -29 Nov 2025 out of 1.58k #6 in Songs -7 dec 2025 out of 38k The narrow stairs at the back awaited them-ordinary, yet suddenly treacherous. Aarav went first. He moved with ease, shoulders straight, steps measured, like someone who had never stumbled. Behind him, Ambika followed cautiously, her every step hesitant. The saree clung and tangled, its unfamiliar folds whispering rebellion with each movement. Her heart thudded louder than the sound of her sandals against the wood. And then her foot betrayed her. Her breath caught. She swayed, balance slipping away like sand through her fingers. Panic surged, and without thought, her voice broke the air. "Aarav!" He turned instantly, eyes widening at the sight of her faltering form. She reached for him just as gravity pulled her down. Her hands gripped his shoulders, desperate, trembling-her only lifeline. But momentum was cruel. Her weight toppled into him, and in a breathless, impossible second- her lips brushed his. Time fractured. Aarav froze, every muscle taut, his chest locked in suspended breath. His eyes widened, a storm of shock and disbelief. It was no deliberate kiss, no gentle lean-it was clumsy, unplanned, born of fear and fate colliding. Yet the fire of it burned through him, raw and unrelenting. Ambika's entire being flared with heat. Her heart raced so violently she thought it might shatter. Shame, shock, and something unnamed tangled inside her. Before he could speak, before the world could breathe again, she tore herself away. Her saree tangled at her feet as she ran, stumbling, almost falling again, her hands clutching at nothing. She did not look back. She couldn't. Her face burned too fiercely, her soul quivered too violently. Aarav remained where he was, struck motionless. The world spun around him, but his body refused

Anastasia Chambers was the second oldest of King Philip and Queen Cynthia, an independent woman, happy to live her life as free as possible - for a Princess. That is, until her parents land the news of a soon to be arranged marriage...

𝐈𝐧𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐊𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐰𝐧. 𝐑𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐠𝐲-𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫. 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤, 𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐈𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥, 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞... 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥? 𝐈𝐧𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐊𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫×𝐑𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐲𝐚

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A love in the time of chaso : phase two UPDATES ON SCROLL STCK STCK : author_ayewrites

Ayah X Aaron "𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞, 𝐀𝐲𝐚𝐡," I pleaded, my voice hoarse from lack of sleep. My eyes burned, the result of two days without rest. "𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞." She stared at the floor blankly, avoiding my gaze. The room swirled around us, a dizzying mix of emotions too thick to breathe through. I rubbed my temples, trying to ease the pounding headache that had taken up residence in my skull. "Please, Mr. Russo, sign the divorce," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the thudding of my heart. "Again, Mr. Russo?" I echoed, incredulous. What had happened to her? Why was she behaving like this? I rose from the couch, my legs shaky, and knelt in front of her. My knees hit the cold marble floor with a resounding thud. "Stop doing this to me. I can't live without you, please." I pleaded, not the ruthless mafia boss my enemies feared, but a man desperate to save his marriage. If my enemies saw me now, they would think the mighty Russell was dead, replaced by this broken shell of a man. Ayah shook her head, a lone tear escaping her eye and tracing a path down her cheek. It felt like a knife digging into my heart, each drop of her sorrow piercing me deeper. "Can't you understand? I don't want to live like this anymore," she yelled, her voice cracking under the weight of her anguish. I nodded, defeated. "Okay, I'm letting you go." With trembling hands, I signed the papers, each stroke of the pen feeling like a betrayal. Ayah took them, her fingers brushing mine for the last time, and walked out of the mansion. She left me alone in the vast hall, her figure fading into the distance as she climbed into the car and drove away. Gone. Everything was gone. My childhood sweetheart had left me. But she would be back. Soon. I would make it happen. © all rights reserved by Ayelet