BITTER HEART HIDDEN DESIRES

In the world of BITTER HEART HIDDEN DESIRES, a complex web of young adult emotions and modern romance unfolds. This story explores the delicate balance between public personas and the private longings that characters keep buried deep within. As relationships are tested by past wounds and current pressures, the protagonists must navigate a path through their internal conflicts to discover if true connection is worth the risk of vulnerability.

Chapters

Chapter 4

Ariana's pov

I didn't know when I slept off last night and I checked the other side of the bed I didn't meet Chris

But where could he be??.....

I was surprised with the way he acted yesterday.... could it be that he is still angry??.

He has never acted like this towards me before.

Could it be that he was angry about something before??

We both agreed to wait till on our wedding night..... why is he now changing is mind now.

I yawned and stood up from the bed tiredly to check up on him and know what really happened?? Or could it be awake before me??.

So I decided to walk to the sitting room and I did not see him.....I checked everywhere and I did not meet him and I was surprised.

"How come??" I thought.

But he just left the room not long ago.

Suddenly I noticed I started perceiving something...... like someone was smoking so I decided to trace the odour....... So I walked through the balcony and that was where I met him he was holding a cigarette.

"Or could it be that I am dreaming.... maybe he is not the one" I thought.

Or maybe I am not awake fully that is the reason why I am thinking he is the one.

"But he is the one, I can still recognize is side view well" I said to myself.

He was facing outside and I noticed he was staring at the sky.

But if he is the one, why would he be smoking this early morning.

As I walked towards him he still didn't notice me.

I got choked immediately and I saw the cigar in his hand.

I didn't know when I started coughing....

And that was when he noticed me.

And he turned immediately.

I was very surprised because I have never seen such a thing in his hand before.

But why?? Why didn't I notice that he smoked.

"you..... you smoke??" I asked him.

"Yes once in a while" he replied.

"But why?? And why have you not mentioned it to me before" I asked.

" It was because I don't know how you would feel.... since you've figured it out by yourself now, no problem" he said.

"Am sorry" he said.

"Sorry?? Sorry for what??" I asked him.

"Am sorry for shouting at you.... is just that I was in the mood that time" he said.

"Ok no problem.... have forgiven you since, moreover you did not offend me but am still pissed at you for not telling me this" I said.

"I know and am sorry" he said and drew me closer.

"You know I love you right" he asked.

And I nodded.

And he pecked me on my cheek.

"No matter what he does ,I will always love him" I thought.

Kidwell's pov

The next morning......

The blaring sound of my alarm woke me up, so I woke up tiredly and stood up from the bed.

I quickly entered the bathroom and brushed my teeth, after I finished brushing.... .I removed my clothes and I bathed.

After I finished bathing I picked up my arranged clothes and wore them

After I finished wearing my clothes I left the house.

"No breakfast this morning because I have not employed a new maid so I am going to eat at work" I thought and shook my head.

I entered my car and drove straight to the office.

Immediately I entered my office,I received an email to work on a file and submitted it.

And I started working on it....

After I finished working on it,I stood up and left the office so I could deliver the file.

Continue to next part

After waking from a three-year coma, I discovered that my fiancé’s assistant had stolen my identity and my life. She didn't just take my place in his heart; she convinced everyone I was dead while assuming my name. Now awake and fueled by betrayal, I must reclaim my stolen legacy and expose her lies. As I fight to recover my position, I will make those who replaced me pay for their treachery and prove who the true mistress of the household is.

Billionaire Modern Romance

7.9

Love in the Headlines

7.9

Clara is a dedicated journalist who values the truth above all else, but her world is turned upside down when she meets Julian, a reclusive and powerful billionaire. Tasked with uncovering his secrets, she finds herself caught between her career and an unexpected attraction. As they navigate a high-stakes world of public scrutiny and hidden agendas, Clara must decide if exposing Julian's private life is worth losing the love she never saw coming.

Billionaire Modern Romance

7.4

Pampered By The Fierce Tiger Shifter

7.4

Cadence, a modern botanist, woke up to a glaring sun and massive, alien purple leaves blocking the sky. She was stranded in a terrifying, primal world. Before she could process the metallic smell of blood in the air, a white tiger the size of an SUV crushed a giant boar's neck right in front of her. The beast locked its piercing blue eyes on her hiding spot. But instead of tearing her throat out, a blinding flash of silver light erupted, and the monster transformed into a towering, heavily scarred naked man. He was Harlan, a shifter who immediately claimed her as his mate under tribal law. Dragged back to his primitive village, Cadence faced a brutal reality. Unbonded females were targets, and she was expected to take multiple mates just to survive. The tribal women mocked her fragile frame, calling her useless. To make matters worse, her foreign scent attracted a rogue serpent-shifter who violently ambushed her in the river. The icy shock of the serpent's attack plunged Cadence into a deadly, burning fever. The tribe's Shaman tried his healing magic, only to shake his head and abandon her. "She lacks primal fortitude. She will rely entirely on her own weak vitality. I can do nothing." As Harlan held her shivering body in despair, Cadence felt a deep sense of desperate injustice. Was she really going to die in a filthy stone hut in an unknown universe, killed by a simple cold? No. She remembered her grandfather's strict survival lessons. Forcing her heavy eyes open, she grabbed her terrified tiger mate's hand. She didn't need their failing magic; she had science. "I need specific plants to live. I need white willow bark. And a spicy, ginger-like root." She rasped, preparing to show this savage world the true power of a modern survivor.

Fantasy Modern Sci-Fi Werewolf

9.2

The $300 Husband Is A Zillionaire

9.2

I woke up in a blindingly white hotel penthouse with a throbbing headache and the taste of betrayal in my mouth. The last thing I remembered was my stepsister, Cathie, handing me a flute of champagne at the charity gala with a smile that didn't reach her eyes. Now, a tall, dangerously handsome man walked out of the bathroom with a towel around his hips. On the nightstand sat a stack of hundred-dollar bills. My stepmother had finally done it-she drugged me and staged a scandal with a hired escort to destroy my reputation and my future. "Aisha! Is it true you spent the night with a gigolo?" The shouts of a dozen reporters echoed through the heavy oak door as camera flashes exploded through the peephole. My phone lit up with messages showing my bank accounts were already frozen. My father was invoking the 'morality clause' in my mother's trust fund, and my fiancé had already released a statement dumping me to marry my stepsister instead. I was trapped, penniless, and being hunted by the press for a scandal I hadn't even participated in. My own family had sold me out for a payday, and the man standing in front of me was the only witness who could prove I was innocent-or finish me off for good. I didn't have time to cry. According to the fine print of the trust, I had thirty days to prove my "rehabilitation" through a legal marriage or I would lose everything. I tracked the man down to a coffee shop the next morning, watching him take a thick envelope of cash from a wealthy older woman. I sat across from him and slid a napkin with a $50,000 figure written on it. "I need a husband. Legal, paper-signed, and convincing." He looked at the number, then at me, a slow, crooked smile spreading across his face. I thought I was hiring a desperate gigolo to save my inheritance. I had no idea I was actually proposing to Dominic Fields, the reclusive billionaire shark who was currently planning a hostile takeover of my father's entire empire.

Billionaire Modern Romance

7.9

The Blood Debt Bride

7.9

To settle her father's crushing gambling debts, Elena is forced into a cold, arranged marriage with Dante Moretti, the ruthless heir to a powerful crime syndicate. Trapped in a world of violence and secrets, she expects only misery from her new husband. However, beneath Dante's lethal exterior lies an unexpected obsession. As rival families threaten their lives, Elena must navigate a dangerous attraction that blurs the lines between duty and desire.

Mafia Modern Romance

8.3

The Mafia's little pet

8.3

"Take off your fucking dress," he ordered, stepping closer and leading me toward the shower room. I backed away, covering my body with my arms. "No. Please, no." He spun me around and pinned me against the wall. He unzipped my dress, pulling it down from my waist while his hands slid over my back. He leaned in close, whispering hot in my ear, "You're fucking mine. Even your ugly body is mine." She was broken-abused and dreaming of a fresh start on her 18th birthday. All she wanted was to run away, but he wasn't about to let her go. She'd been sold to the most dangerous man alive. Paying off her father's debt was the excuse on the surface. But the real truth: He was obsessed. They were obsessed. Three powerful men fighting over one little pet-Mila.

Action Mafia Modern

BITTER HEART HIDDEN DESIRES

Chapter 4

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