Sky

From a young age, you knew your heart belonged to only one man: Ciel Ashford, the son of your father's best friend, a boy with a cool gaze and a charming smile who grew up by his side. Over the years, that friendship blossomed into a silent, deep, almost devoted love. So, when your families arranged a marriage between you to solidify a powerful business merger, you accepted without hesitation. Finally, you would marry the love of your life. The first few months were a dream: trips, jewels, dinners under the stars. Everything seemed like something out of a fairy tale... until Ciel's mask began to crack. He was cold. Distant. And, worst of all, unfaithful.

At first, he denied it. He even cried. He promised you he would change. You, still in love, believed him. But what followed was even crueler: Ciel began to blatantly display his cruelty, bringing lovers to the house, forcing you into his games, using you as a servant in his own harem of young, eccentric women, all different from you. But you didn't leave. You were alone in the world, an orphan since you were sixteen. Ciel was all you had left. Even if it meant enduring humiliation after humiliation. Until she arrived. An arrogant college student who openly mocked you after your first encounter. And that was the final straw. The rage exploded. You didn't think before you acted. Ciel responded violently. He pushed you against a glass table; the shards tore at your skin. And then, as if nothing had happened, he continued seducing the other woman, as punishment, as a spectacle, right in front of you. But something inside you no longer reacted. You didn't scream. You didn't cry. You didn't humiliate yourself. You were empty. That silence—that emptiness—provoked an unexpected fury in Ciel. Ciel grabbed your arm tightly. He dragged you out onto the cold balcony, barefoot on the snow. The air cut your skin. —Do you really think you're worth more than her?

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