Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica, I Choose The Arranged Marriag by BlueMoone

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For seven years, I’ve been in a secret relationship with Castro Harrison, my brother’s best friend.

Just as I was hoping he’d propose, I tracked his location to a private lounge at an upscale restaurant, where I found they were joking about me.

“Castro, now that Oriana’s back from London, what are you going to do about that replacement?”

Castro remained silent, his lack of response speaking volumes.

The tension in the air was broken by another friend’s sardonic laugh.

“You’ve got to hand it to Castro–having the nerve to pursue William Blackwood’s sister while Oriana was away. Now that you’ve had your fun, and Oriana’s back…”

“Well, Oriana deserved it after how coldly she left. A replacement was just what she needed to teach her a

lesson!”

The next day, Castro took me to Oriana’s welcome–home party at the Blackwood Estate, lavishing attention on me with an almost theatrical display of affection.

But when Oriana ran out in tears, her Chanel dress stained with wine, Castro pushed me aside without a second thought and rush out.

I returned home alone, my cream silk blouse ruined by scalding soup and my skin was still burning.

With trembling hands, I finally opened the door to his study—the one room he’d always declared

off–limits.

There, prominently displayed on his mahogany desk, was a photograph of him and Oriana in Paris, the Eiffel Tower gleaming behind their embracing figures.

ice as I dialed my brother’s number in

that arranged marriage–I’ll do

My brother’s voice softened with concern, catching the unfamiliar strain in my tone.

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throat, but I forced a light

inevitable, isn’t it? Does it really matter

I –

continued, trying to keep my voice

father’s judgment. Even for a business merger marriage, I know you would have

audible

you coming back? Would you like to meet him first before making your

sooner we proceed, the sooner we can resolve the company’s crisis. Go ahead and start planning

coninued, “His first love is finally back in town. You should invite him

William knew about Oriana too. No wonder Castro never let me tell my brother about

concealing the pain that threatened to spill

We’re… not that

I quickly said goodbye and ended the call.

I looked

leaning against the doorframe, his

to

“You.”

smirk widen as he pulled me into his

a husky whisper. “Should we discuss just how ‘not close‘

breath was hot against my ear, and for the first

of flutter.

I struggled, I caught sight of the lipstick stain on his

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To Be His Perfect Replica. Choose