CHAPTER 1:

~ where do you been ? You're late !~

~First of all, I want to tell you, dear reader, that once you enter this world, you will experience a lot of things (sadness, fear, happiness, disappointment), and believe me, you won't leave here as you entered!~

-Did you have to break me ?

Only if you knew what's inside me -

Germany/Berlin

2023/08/11, 6:00 pm

Our long journey begins in one of the beautiful and famous countries, Germany, specifically in the city of Berlin, which is known for many exciting and distinctive things. Its rich history and diverse culture make it one of the most thrilling cities in Europe. You can visit the famous Brandenburg Gate and enjoy a magnificent view of the city..

You can also visit the famous Berlin Wall and the renowned Pergamon Museum with its wonderful art collection. Don't forget to stroll through the historic "Unter den Linden" street, which is home to many tourist attractions and fantastic shops. Berlin is an amazing city, and you will find plenty to explore and enjoy

The night view of Berlin is truly magnificent, with the sounds of celebrations and songs echoing throughout Berlin because of their celebration of an event they look forward to every 6 years,The global tango competition, where individuals from all countries compete every 6 years in a specific country, is now being hosted by Germany...

Loud voices filled the air as everyone celebrated, with people coming out of their homes. Two days ago, a German girl qualified for the semi-finals, which was a miracle for the Germans as it was the first time someone made it past the quarterfinals. You can imagine the anticipation for the semi-finals tonight, with everyone's hearts rooting for her ...

Emma Von Braunshweig

Emma is the only child of parents on the verge of divorce. Her father is filthy rich, and her mother, Julia, is a high-class lady. Mr. Philip Von Braunshweig married her solely due to a business deal between him and Emma's grandfather, Matthias Schmeidt, both famous businessmen with immense wealth and impeccable reputations throughout Germany. And so our story begins...

Amid the Von Braunshweig palace, the girl, aged between 25 and 24 with long auburn hair cascading to mid-back, her eyes sharp but softened by the joy evident on her face. A small nose and plump lips akin to strawberries in color, lying on her back on that huge bed, she twirled a strand of her hair with one hand while holding her phone with the other, chatting away, happiness engulfing her, entirely unconcerned about her parents' impending divorce:

"So... you're coming?"

The other one replied, Nicholas Wagner,

family friend beloved by all, whom Philip saw as a suitable match for his wealthy daughter with a good reputation in Germany, and no other boy for her. Emma never objected as she truly loved him, and his family treated her kindly, eagerly anticipating her visits.

"I really have a lot of work. Isn't it enough for me to come just on the wedding day?"

Emma replied with a gentle pout: "Please, Nicholas, I truly miss you. Wouldn't you like to attend my show tonight? I'm in the semi-finals."

Moments of insistence until his reply: "Okay, okay, I don't want to miss a tango dance from my girlfriend anyway"

The girl jumped up immediately, joy filling her: "Really, really, I'll wait for you eagerly, when are we getting married?"

Her heart races as she answers him: "I love you, Nicholas."

He replies with "I love you too" before saying goodbye and ending the call, while she is almost flying with joy, as she hasn't seen her boyfriend for a whole month, and he is about to become her husband. She doesn't care that her parents are getting divorced now, she is happy about it because she won't have to hear her father's yelling at home anymore, nor see the battles between them and the abuse her mother faces in front of her, and her mother's betrayal of her father that she shamelessly displays. But publicly, it cannot be revealed. Philip didn't divorce her because she was cheating on him, but because news of her started spreading, tarnishing his reputation and business. So he must do something about it...

Elsewhere in Berlin

an elderly man with double creases on his face, but still handsome, is engrossed in a pile of papers. He looks disturbed, biting his thumb in tension, his eyes piercing through the newspaper, until his phone rings and he throws the newspaper on the floor, revealing what's on it.

- Businessman Philip Von Braunshweig announces his divorce from his wife for unknown reasons, but that wasn't the reason for his bankruptcy. Instead, it made him the first businessman in Germany, and he will be compatible with one of the Wagner's sons...

This will bring many privileges to other businessmen in Germany, and his only daughter is competing in the world's largest tango competition, being the only one from Germany to reach the semi-finals. We eagerly await to see her with the trophy and in bridal attire tonight. What a family that is hard to break...

Johann Schneider answered and examined it, not wavering from that article. Below is a picture of Philip with his daughter and nephew smiling happily:

"Did you do what I instructed?"

A voice from the other side, Johann's eldest grandson replied:

"Maria will take care of everything, don't worry, don't strain yourself."

Johann let out a breath he had been holding for what seemed like an eternity, to respond:

"You are the only one I am proud of as my grandson, unlike all your siblings who are on the brink."

The other party did not respond but allowed him to express his feelings. Johann Schneider, or rather the whole Schneider family, never accept defeat in any field, even if their expertise lies in the mafia, plunder, and human trafficking.

"I don't know where this Philip came from. I used to be one of the best businessmen, but ever since he married Julia Schmeidt and gave birth to that ethereal creature who excels in all arts, how can this be possible? Oh, this is exhausting."

He said, holding his head due to the sudden pain he felt in his head, breaking the silence in the place with the other party saying:

"Don't worry now, grandfather, I have returned! And I won't let any of them escape what I will do."

Johann smiled mischievously because he knew that his grandson knew that when he overcame the shock of losing his parents, he became stronger, stronger than before. Even if he separated from his grandfather's business, he never abandoned him but considered him in the place of his late father.

"Welcome back, old dux."

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Everyone is preparing for the grand event with 8, as Emma's turn approaches. She is truly preparing in her room and her heart is about to burst with anticipation due to Nicholas' delay, making her very tense. It's her first time after that horrific incident she experienced when she was young.

A knee injury prevented her from participating all these years, so she never wants to miss this opportunity because she doesn't know if this is just her first time or her first and last chance...

A knock on her door made her snap out of her thoughts, she turned and allowed the visitor to enter, her father entering with a smile adorning his face, saying:

"My dear, are you ready?"

She turned her face to the other side as she closed the bracelet with her hand, then answered:

"Yes, but I don't want to go without Nicholas."

Philip looked at his watch to find it was 7:30, then approached her, saying:

"Come on, he will come and be among the audience. We don't want you to lose after you've come this far, aren't we ?"

She frowned, feeling tears about to fall, then after a brief silence nodded as they headed downstairs, where a private car awaited to take her safely. She wasn't just one of the top tango dancers, she was also the daughter of one of the biggest businessmen in Germany.

Arriving at the venue with her five guards preventing anyone from approaching, the crowd was shouting her name, wanting her to win the prize not just for herself but for her country and all those who supported her inside and outside Germany.

She smiled and greeted everyone as the guards protected her and watched every corner closely...

Inside, Emma headed to the changing room, wondering if Nicholas had arrived. She loved to see him among the audience, receiving admiration from that place.

She smiled involuntarily at the thought of him, then knocked on the room door as one of the attendants informed her that her time was approaching. Her heart skipped a beat as she breathed happily, trying not to be affected. The whole world was watching, so she had to be the best as she always was.

Moving towards the stage, she looked at the Argentinean contestant gracefully swaying on stage, sighed, and said

"Ohh, Argentina..."

Emma's dream was to win the prize this year and move to Argentina to pursue her tango dream, as it was the place that valued this hobby the most.

But Nicholas didn't want her to. He told her that after marriage, she would take care of him and their children. If she wanted to pursue her hobby, she could do it at home. Emma wasn't entirely convinced, but she loved him, and the heart doesn't negotiate.

Minutes passed until the stage was empty, and she was in the dark corner, then they announced her name, and one of the attendants signaled to her to enter the stage. She took a deep breath, adjusted her high heel, and her wine-red dress, then headed to the stage, where her dance partner was waiting. The audience applauded warmly; the German audience dominated all crowds. They were truly experiencing this feeling for the first time, the feeling that their country was close to winning, after facing many criticisms that they didn't support the arts.

She took her dance partner's hand after catching a glimpse of Nicholas holding his phone in one of the front rows. She waved to him, but he didn't notice her at all. The rest of the audience began to wave, and she exchanged smiles to hide her sadness...

The German dance started excellently, with each movement of this ballerina, the hearts of the audience moved, and their chants increased with her name. She danced the tango as a ballet dancer mastered it, every movement precise, like a new musical note..

Even her dance partner was amazed, how he held her from her waist and turned her to spread her legs until they straightened with each other...

A dance intricately choreographed, with stunning movements and an audience almost losing their composure. Her performance had changed a lot from the last time; she had become stronger and danced faster, taking care of her knee...

Nicholas was sitting, staring at her and admiring how she moved like a mermaid as the people of Germany called her. Every time someone approached him, they would greet him for his good choice, and some would congratulate him on his marriage...

Until a strange girl came with a sculpted body, ideal height, like a model, her long hair covering her back, and a short dress like a mermaid bride. Her eyes were sharp, drawn with eyeliner on their edges, her lips pouty, adorned with wine-colored lipstick. He noticed all of this as she walked past him, following her with his eyes until she disappeared...

He turned to the guard next to him and said, "I will go make an emergency call, watch Emma."

He moved his hands in his trouser pockets until he reached the curtains, looking around and pushing her out of his way, entering to find that angel leaning against the wall...

She sipped her drink, her thigh exposed because of the dress...

He approached her to greet her, she turned her face towards him, causing his heart to skip a beat, she was the most beautiful he had ever seen, is she really real? Beauty like this is not seen every day...

she really looked like a model in every way... She drank from her glass and approached him, his height passing her even though she wore high-heeled shoes, seconds before she spoke:

"Who are you handsome? It seems like you don't care about this silly competition like me?"

She said as she put her hand on his neck, tracing his Adam's apple with her thumb, and looked into his eyes. He didn't stay silent but answered her:

"I cared about it; if you hadn't passed by me and distracted me, what would I have done?"

Her smile widened as she raised her hand to his face, feeling it slowly, while he watched her daring movements and waited for more:

"That was good, but don't repeat it, you'll make me fall for you."

She said as she pouted her lips to show their freshness from the closeness. Nicholas moved his hand to put it on her waist and with a quick movement, brought her closer to him, their faces facing each other with only a few inches separating them. He whispered to her:

"It's not fair for me to fall for you and you not do the same, right?"

He raised his eyebrow with the last word he said, as she bit her lower lip and looked down... He pulled out his other hand from his pocket, raised her face to meet his again, and asked:

"Won't you give me a sign, hmm?"

She smiled brightly this time as she bit the side of her lip, hesitantly placed her hand on his chest and leaned in to feel his lips with hers, with a gentle and innocent kiss. He smiled amidst the kiss, pulling him closer by his waist...

Several minutes passed in the absence of Nicholas and the strange girl, they seemed immersed in something else, a loud applause was heard, making her come back to reality, she took a deep breath to keep herself alive...

The applause intensified and the sound of the audience's shouting as they looked at the ground with their foreheads stuck together, and he looked at her with amazement...

She took the lead and slipped away from him, taking a step back. She looked at her watch and then scoffed:

"You made me forget the time, you charming rogue."

She sent him an air kiss and hurried outside, wiping her face that was completely smudged with lipstick, while he followed her with his eyes, unaware of what had just happened...

He caught up with her after realizing that she was really leaving the party, but she rushed into a car. He hurried and caught the window, saying:

"At least give me your phone number."

She looked at him and couldn't hold back a laugh from her beautiful lips with their natural color, then she answered after planting a kiss on his lips, gesturing for him to wipe off the lipstick:

"I will come to you."

He didn't have time to say anything because the car had already started moving away from the spot, leaving him without a clue. What did she mean by "I will come to you"? He cursed and kicked the air before rushing to the men's restroom to wipe off the lipstick, while the sounds of the crowd never stopped shouting. He knew she had qualified, and now she was in the finals...

He didn't care about that at all because he was only here for her sake, to prevent her endless drama from starting again. Who is that enchanting woman, and where did she come from now, just a day before the wedding? D*amn...

A guard entered, pulling him out of his thoughts, his eyes not leaving the ground:

"Sir, Miss Emma is looking for you."

He cursed to himself and followed the guard to where she was standing, taking photos with her fans and some embracing her. The place was crowded with people...

As soon as she saw him, she hurried and threw herself into his arms, saying:

"Where were you, Nicholas? Why did you leave the show early?"

He hugged her back, his face covered with a cold expression, but his thoughts was full of one person, the mysterious mermaid. He ran his fingers through her hair and then said:

"I had to make an emergency call, I'm sorry, my dear."

She took a step back to look at him with an innocent smile that made her eyes close. As for her lips, they reminded her of one person and no one else...

He didn't even feel himself until he moved closer to her and stole her breath. The heat of her face rose, and her pupils widened. Did he just kiss her?

Without her insisting? Was it really happening without her father's permission? Without her mother forcing him? She closed her eyes and kissed him back, savoring the taste for the first time, while everyone applauded and felt happy:

"I wish I was like her."

"I wish I could find a lover like him."

"How happy she is to have made it to the finals, and her lover was the first one to rejoice for her."

Sometimes we wish for someone else's life without knowing what they're really going through, and we forget that our senses can deceive us...

In the next day:

- Everyone at Brownshweig' big house.. was preparing for the eagerly anticipated wedding party. The newspapers were only talking about the miraculous couple, who, as soon as she won, he gave her a kiss to make her forget her tiredness, while she didn't sleep all night because he drove her home and left without even a word...

Even though she opened up to him about many topics, he remained silent, as if he didn't exist in this world. He didn't contact her, and despite her repeated calls to him, he ignored her. Was it because of the photos that spread of them? But that was nothing..

Her thoughts were scattered, and her focus was lost. She had to be at her best for the day, the wedding was immediately after this time her role in the competition was at 11 PM. She thought about dancing in her wedding dress to celebrate that beautiful memory.

She smiled as she imagined it. It would be wonderful, a wedding and the prize she had always dreamed of. Despite the problems that constrained her, she always pursued her dream, and finally she reached her goal. In the final, the dance partner would be chosen, but she thought she would dance alone because she didn't know anyone, no male friends...

Her phone rang, and she answered. It was her friend Hannah Hofmann:

- Hannah Hofmann, 24, has been Emma's friend since she experienced the incident that prevented her from achieving her dream, and half of her cure was because of Hannah. She helped her regain her passion and trained her anew. They are now competitors, as Hannah is a dancer for her mother's country, not her father's, Germany. Her father is a major criminal in Germany and is now wanted by the police. She inherited her love for weapons from him...

"Congratulations, my dear."

Emma's face lit up with a smile as she replied:

"Congratulations on what exactly?"

Hannah rolled her eyes in boredom and said, "Of course congratulations on your win. That idiot Nicholas, I hate him."

Emma laughed hysterically,

"Right, by the way, congratulations to you too. I didn't see you around last night."

Hannah, flipping through her notes and wearing glasses, answered,

"I did my part and left for the car. I felt unwell."

Emma raised her eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

The other answered with a secret smile, "Nothing, just feeling unwell. My competitor."

Emma's face showed relief as she replied, "It's just you and me left, that's really great."

The other answered,

"Yes, no matter who wins, we'll both be happy."

"Sure, when will you come? I mean for the wedding."

Hannah, after a moment of thought, replied, "I'll come now, I'm your mother anyway, hehe."

Emma chuckled,

"Alright, I'll wait for you."

She ended the call and looked at herself in the mirror. She was fully prepared, just waiting for his presence. Her dress was beautiful and she liked it indeed. She applied some simple makeup, sat on the couch, waiting for her father's arrival.

A light knock on the door pulled her out of her thoughts, prompting her to invite the visitor in. It was Phillip. He entered with obvious joy on his face. Her father was handsome, and all the women were after him because he married young and also fathered a son at a young age.

He approached her and asked, "Are you ready?"

She looked at him with eyes on the dress and replied, "Yes, has Nicholas come?"

He answered her while looking at the mirror next to them, "Yes, he is waiting for you."

Finally, Emma's eyes sparkled with joy because of what her father said to her, and she placed her hand on his elbow as she looked at him and asked, "Shall we go?"

He nodded to her and they left. As soon as they walked down the stairs, the press swarmed around them, taking pictures from all directions. Emma's sharp temper was evident just by looking at her, but she remained innocent, and nothing had made her lose that happy and childish look on her face so far. But who knows what the days hold for her...

She walked with her father, greeting the audience who applauded warmly, and then she looked ahead to where Nicholas should be...

However, Nicholas was not there. She leaned in towards her father's ear, her expression filled with surprise, and asked, "Didn't you tell me that Nicholas was here?"

He answered, "Yes, he was here, but I don't know where he went."

Emma, pretending to be happy for the audience, replied, "At a time like this?"

Everything was in place, everything was arranged, and the audience was smiling, waiting for the joy of the night to be double joy. Emma and her father arrived at the designated spot for the bride and groom, but Nicholas had not arrived yet. There was a large screen in front of the hall, visible to everyone...

Emma didn't know her role and didn't care. Phillip tried calling Nicholas, but he didn't answer. The guards searched for him everywhere. The audience started to suspect and ask about him, whispers started to rise, and people began to talk.

After a long moment, they heard the sound of a car. Emma smiled and headed towards her designated place when a servant rushed in shouting

"Sir, this screen was not set up by the wedding design team."

But before he could finish his sentence, the screen lit up, revealing something that made Emma lose her balance and fall to the ground. Everyone started taking pictures, and others were whispering and looking in shock...

Nicholas was completely na*ked with a girl whose face was not visible, and the location was unknown. Phillip rushed to his guards, shouting at them to find a solution, but the screen continued to broadcast. Emma watched and wished it was just a dream.

"How... It's our... wedding..."

Everyone stared at the explicit scene being broadcast, the girl's moans dominating the hall, and the sound of Nicholas's breath getting louder...

Finally, Nicholas broke through, turning the hall into chaos, confessing:

"I love you, Maria."

Everyone looked at each other, their eyes wide with shock. Emma's tears betrayed her, and her sobs grew louder. The guards were powerless to do anything, while Nicholas seemed to have just started...

I thought all my senses were deceiving me. I couldn't hear anything anymore, couldn't muster the strength to do anything, just cried as I looked at your smiling face towards her, the confidence fading, and the pain filling my heart. I was torn between love and betrayal, as minutes passed heavy and dark, unable to feel my breath, feeling my throat dry up...

I feel my heart breaking. Did you really have to shatter me like this? I thought we were building a bright future together, but now I feel pain and disappointment. You left me in confusion and indescribable pain. Now I feel emptiness and pain filling every corner of my being, unbearable pain in my chest as if a knife were piercing it...

Seeing you love someone else, and I can't do anything. What was my fault in all of this?

I can't, I can't, I can't. My eyes started to fail me, unable to see anything on that screen anymore. Have you finally found a solution? Will you also find a solution for people..This is surely what you excel at...

But what about me? What about what I'm feeling? To what extent did I mean anything to you? To this extent...

And at our first kiss, I was born again, and when you looked at me, I shone again. I can never forget how you looked at her. What did she do to deserve all that love from you? To have all those feelings towards her? I loved you with all my strength...

I defended you when everyone was against you. I was ready to take all the pain for you just to keep you well. Damn, how blind I was. A job? An emergency call? Did you see her in me? That's why you kissed me, that's how it is, i were just a vessel...

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Hello everyone, how are you?

- My heart is broken for Emma

- the despicable Nicholas

- what do you think will happen in the next part??

- Who do you think is the hero??

By the way, the International Tango Competition is just a fictional storyline

What do you think of the charactersy ?

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As usual,

five interested people, I will publish the next chapter

Perhaps it's will take time , cas i write this story in arabic now i translate it , and tbh translating is somehow hard than writing..

Anyway if you support me i'll do the impossible 4u guys