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Run, Girl (If You Can)

Keeley, a simple plain Jane, hits the jackpot. [No, she did not win the lottery!] At least that's what she thinks when she marries the most eligible bachelor in New York City: Aaron, a wealthy cold-hearted heartthrob and Tycoon. She wants to show the world that she deserves her position and bends over backward to fit into his world. One beautiful day, Aaron hands her a document asking her to sign. A divorce paper... "She's pregnant, and I need to take responsibility." That is the last thing that keeps on playing in her mind before she takes her last breath. Keeley dies, a 'hit and run'. [End of story. Not!] For some unexplainable reason, she wakes up as her younger self. A young high school girl, around the time when she first meets her cheating husband. Remembering her life with Aaron before she died, she makes a promise to herself that she will do everything in her power to avoid him at all costs. Will she be able to keep her promise when Aaron has his own plans as well, specifically for her? Or will she repeat history and fall for him once more... Why not journey with me and find out the truth behind their story. *Cover art by polkadottedscrunchie*

Mcllorycat · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
547 Chs

Biding His Time

Gray seemed surprised to see his half-brother when he arrived in the visitation area. Even prison hadn't managed to stop him from acting debonair as ever. Completely shameless.

"I didn't think you were coming this month," he said slyly.

Aaron sighed as he sat down. "My father-in-law died. Things were a bit chaotic at home."

"I'm so sorry to hear that. He was a good man."

The sentiment had been shared with him several dozen times since Robert passed away but this one particularly grated on him. It was probably Gray's tone of voice. No matter how many times Aaron visited, he could never make himself like this insincere creep.

But he kept his true feelings to himself. He had always been good at that. Gray didn't seem to suspect a thing either.

Sometimes Aaron wondered what kind of relationship he expected them to have when he got out of prison. It wasn't like he was willing to welcome a murderer into his home with open arms.