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Let’s Divorce. Mrs. Wright Is Done Playing Nice.

Three years of marriage. Three miscarriages. The day Stella Rowan lost her baby for the third time, Evan Wright was at the hospital with his sister-in-law, waiting for her to give birth to twins. When Stella walked out of the hospital, she finally made her decision. She handed her soon-to-be ex-husband a divorce agreement. “Let’s divorce. It’s for your own good.” “Divorce?” Evan scoffed. “You really think you can let go? And if you’re trying to hold on to me, don’t dress it up as doing me a favor. That fake concern is pathetic.” Stella just smiled. She didn’t argue. She turned and walked away. She really was doing it for his sake. After all, she’d found a new backer. Even though Evan sits atop Harbor City’s financial empire, he’s about to meet someone he can’t afford to cross. Once she cut ties with the past, Stella stopped pretending. One by one, her new identities came to light, leaving the Wright family completely stunned. Wasn’t she supposed to be the girl with no family backing, the easy target everyone bullied? A multinational CEO said, “Stella, get divorced already. I’ve waited long enough.” A financial tycoon declared, “Divorce. If you don’t, I’ll take the Wright family down.” An international lawyer smiled and said, “The divorce itself is easy. Stella, if you’d just look at me once, I’d have everything I need.” Evan had always believed Stella would never leave him. Not until the day he realized she had become someone far beyond his reach. In that moment, every assumption he’d ever made about her collapsed.

Accidentally Pregnant By My Alpha Best friends

5 years ago: “I’m pregnant,” I stated. “It’s not my baby. You must have gotten pregnant by someone else. Abort it,” Alpha Baxter hissed. “Why would I make a baby with an omega like you? My beta mate will give me an heir,” Alpha Graham scoffed, his eyes cold. “And even if it is mine, give it up for adoption. I don’t want him calling me daddy,” Alpha Elgin sneered, wrinkling his nose. 5 Years Later: “Please! Let me be a part of my baby’s life,” Alpha Baxter pleaded, his voice breaking. “My mate can’t conceive. I want my child to know me and to call me father.” Alpha Graham requested. “I would hate for my baby to call someone else daddy in front of me,” alpha Elgin whispered, choking back emotion. “Didn’t you say you wanted me to abort them? How can you claim them now?” I spat, locking eyes with them. .. Living as an omega was never easy for Madeline, but she survived with the support of her three alpha best friends. They protected her, cared for her, and made her feel valued, until they discovered she found them attractive, which changed everything. Desire took over, and they claimed her, only to cast her aside once they had what they wanted. When Madeline learned she was pregnant, she turned to them, only to be rejected and told to end the pregnancy. Betrayed and heartbroken, she fled the pack to protect herself and her unborn children. Years later, Madeline stands strong, raising three children who carry the DNA of the alphas who abandoned her. Now the alphas regret the choices they made, but Madeline knows one thing for certain—her children will never call them “daddy.”

The Broken Warrior's Daughter

Cara Nelson is the daughter of two Guardians. Her mother gave her life saving the pack’s Luna and their young son, Rik, the future alpha. Her father became paralyzed while protecting the pack’s Alpha. Cara is meant to become the Guardian for Rik when he takes over as Alpha, but Rik doesn’t even know who she is. When the Alpha of a neighboring pack expresses his desire to take her as his mate, Cara gets caught in a battle between Alphas. Both of them want her as their Luna, but is it only because she is a Guardian who can strengthen their pack? While balancing her attraction to two alphas, she finds her destiny may not be as clear as she thought. Rather than her wolf having the soul of a reborn guardian like her mother and father, Cara learns that she and her wolf are the only ones in history known to have been born a guardian. When a third contender for Cara’s hand tries to force her to become his Luna, her Alphas must rescue her before it's too late. Cara is destined to be a Luna, but will it be by force, by fate, or will she make her own choice? This is Book One of the Guardian trilogy.

TEMPORARY MATES, PERMANENT CRAVINGS

Mature Content Disclaimer This story contains explicit adult themes, including sexual content, power imbalance, emotional manipulation, possessiveness, and mature language. Intended for readers 18+ only. The alpha kissed me like he hated how much he wanted me. His mouth claimed mine with violence, shattering the one rule we had agreed on. No kissing. No feelings. Just breeding. “Don’t fall in love with me, Lisa,” he warned, his voice rough against my skin. I laughed, breathless and bitter. I knew exactly what I was to him. A contract. A body. A means to an heir. Something he could use and discard while returning to the mate he truly belonged to. This was never meant to be about love. But his touch rewrote my resolve, and the closer I got to giving him what he wanted, the more I realized the real danger wasn’t pregnancy. It was what would be left of me when this ended.

Forbidden By Her Mafia Stepbrother

“You are my stepbrother,” Viola whispered, her back pressing against the locked mahogany door. “Stepbrother.” The word left Sebastian’s lips like a curse. His shadow swallowed the room, caging her against the wood. He caught her chin, forcing her violet eyes to meet the ruthless amber of his. “A piece of paper doesn’t make us family, Dulzura,” he murmured, his thumb brushing her trembling lower lip. “It just makes you mine.” ************************************* Sebastian Cain Hierro doesn’t do romance. There are no gentle promises, no soft apologies, and absolutely no love games. A man bred in the violence of the cartel only understands one language: absolute, brutal control. For Viola, being dragged into his dark orbit is a terrifying awakening. She is a girl who only ever wanted to be cherished, suddenly trapped in a forbidden reality with a stepbrother who demands her complete surrender. Every touch behind closed doors is a sin. Every whisper is a command. Surviving him means playing by his twisted rules. She can have his protection, his heavy gaze, and his suffocating obsession—but he has made it dangerously clear that she can never, ever have his heart. But a girl like Viola doesn't know how to give her body without giving her soul. And when she inevitably pours all her desperate, unspoken love into a monster who is completely incapable of loving her back... where is her shattered heart supposed to go? *** 𝗙𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝗜.𝗡.𝗦.𝗧.𝗔.𝗚.𝗥.𝗔.𝗠: @𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗮 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗲𝘅𝗰𝗹𝘂𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘀, 𝘀𝗻𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝗽𝗲𝗲𝗸𝘀, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀. ♠️

The Jilted Alpha

“You know what,” she started, “I’ve had enough of this farce. Alpha Jasper of Bloodlust is the strongest, richest and most powerful Alpha of the Eastern Region. He wants me and fucks me way better than you ever did. He wants me as his Luna and I am leaving this hell hole today.” She stands and squares her shoulders at me. With a spiteful glare, “I, Giselle Breyer, Luna of Winter Moon, reject Jaxon Docker, Alpha of Winter Moon, as my fated mate and Alpha!” I feel the impact of her words hit me. Drax is howling in pain, again. I grab my chest and stare at her. I square my shoulders and look her dead in the eyes, “I, Jaxon Docker, Alpha of Winter Moon, accept your rejection. ****************************************************************** Five years later, Jaxon still remembers the rejection of his fated mate. He has no desire to have another mate, fated, chosen or otherwise, Until he meets his second chance mate, Sable Embers. She is a warrior from an enemy pack and is nearly killed by Jaxon during battle. Jaxon needs to learn how to open his heart again and Sable has to learn to trust her mate and learn the truth on her own.

MAFIA'S ANGEL

"I hate you !!" Angelina cried out while beating his chest with her hands. Danzel just smirked at her little attempt. He lowered himself until he could feel the fear from her breaths and said, "Oh my Love, you can hate as much as you want, It doesn't affect me either way, But one thing you get straight into that brain of yours is that there is no escape from me. I am your biggest nightmare." Angelina's eyes widened in fear. But little did she know that she was just waking up the dead feelings in his heart..... *** 𝗙𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝗜.𝗡.𝗦.𝗧.𝗔.𝗚.𝗥.𝗔.𝗠: @𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗮 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗲𝘅𝗰𝗹𝘂𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘀, 𝘀𝗻𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝗽𝗲𝗲𝗸𝘀, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀. ♠️

TAINTED BY HIM

Their naked bodies were shipping against each other. Her sapphire glossy orbs were staring at his brown eyes. "I love you, Cia. I love you to the extent that I will end and taint that life which would even think about taking you away from me," The firmness of his words were evident in his darkened eyes. "Even if it's your life," he rasped against her mouth. They both knew his love was irrational, an obsession for her. They loved each other enough, especially for her to let his love taint her existence. "I love you, Zale," And her words were enough to make him lose everything in her. She beautifully moaned his name as soon his warmth engulfed her deepest depth which made both of them close their eyes in pleasure, but they had never in their worst ever thought that their eyes would have to witness that thing which their future had stored for them. His deep brown orbs were staring at her who was clad in a beautiful white gown. Her sapphire orbs were downcast as she was standing at the altar but the irony was she was not his bride but his brother's. "Do you, Mr Blake Alcazar, take Miss Celia Reyes as your lawfully wedded wife?" The priest's voice echoed, causing him to fist his palm and her heart to turn numb. "I do," A tear slipped from her eyes, hearing that person's answer who was standing in front of her and feeling those brown eyes penetrating her soul. "Do you, Miss Celia Reyes, take Mr Blake Alcazar as your lawfully wedded husband?" Those deep brown eyes turned predacious and her answer turned them voraciously vicious. "I do," she answered. An answer which sealed two destinies, which shattered two hearts and TAINTED two souls.

Entangled with the Mafia Don

"You want me, Davina. You can deny it all you want. I will make you scream the truth." His voice, a guttural purr, slid over my skin, igniting a shameful, undeniable heat. His hot, possessive gaze consumed me, stripping me bare, making my body clench with fear and anticipation. I was trembling, aching, for a man who I should hat. The man that can destroy me. --- The anonymous call pulled Davina Wilson into a nightmare realm of carnal secrets and violence. Summoned to her estranged father's bedside, she found a brutal aftermath reeking of raw power. Malcolm's chilling dismissal and her stepmother's icy glare hinted at a depraved family darkness she'd never imagined. Then came Ezra, a formidable, unapologetically masculine force, unsettlingly aware of a past Davina had erased thirteen years ago—a past he was determined to excavate and brand as his own. Plunged into a dangerous underworld to shield her family, Davina found herself Ezra's captive. He hungered to devour her innocence, seeing a wild, unyielding lust he was determined to dominate and unleash. His possessive interest deepened into an all-consuming claim. He was the alpha predator she should flee, yet the forbidden craving was undeniable. As Davina navigated this treacherous landscape, the lines between captor and savage lover, threat and intoxicating surrender, blurred. An attraction so potent ignited, promising either her ultimate downfall or a dark, exhilarating damnation.

His Beautiful Nightmare: From Chaos to obsession.

“I now pronounce you husband and wife,” the priest announced, a knowing smirk tugging at his lips. “You may now kiss your bride.” Enzo Caruso’s jaw tightened. His new wife was nothing like the woman he expected. “Don’t expect me to be gentle,” he warned. He didn’t wait for permission. His hand locked around her chin, and his mouth crashed against hers—dominant, demanding, and meant to remind her who was in control. But he forgot one thing. Lokie Martin never submitted. She bit him. Hard. Enzo stumbled back with a sharp hiss, blood dripping from the corner of his lips and staining his perfect white sleeve. “Psycho bitch,” he snarled. Lokie only smiled. Slowly, she licked the blood from her lips, her eyes gleaming with something dangerously wild. “Now,” she whispered, “we’re married.” And for the first time in Enzo Caruso’s life, he wondered if he had just married his greatest enemy… or his greatest obsession. Everyone knew Lokie Martin. A psychopath. A monster. A woman who wore violence like a crown. She never denied the rumors. Because when the world took everything from her, Lokie had only one purpose left—protecting her little sister, Dawn. But protecting Dawn meant making the ultimate sacrifice: marrying Enzo Caruso, the ruthless heir of the Caruso Mafia empire, in a marriage designed to end a bloody war between their families. Enzo wanted a quiet, obedient wife. Someone who would bring peace to the chaos of his dangerous world. Instead, he got Lokie. A woman with sharp teeth, a sharper tongue, and a soul too broken to be tamed. Their marriage was supposed to be a temporary alliance. Until hatred turned into fascination. Fights became the only moments they understood each other. Till neither of them could walk away.

The Assassin's Groom

Bianca Salvatore has spent her entire life learning one thing: never trust anyone. Raised in foster homes and shaped by a childhood she would rather forget, Bianca had built herself into what had become the nightmare of even the most powerful men in the underworld —a highly skilled, cold-blooded assassin with a reputation for never failing a contract. Then she is given the contract of a lifetime: kill Luca Vincenzo, the ruthless and untouchable leader of the most powerful mafia cartel in Boston. Luca is everything Bianca has been trained to kill—dangerous, calculating, wealthy, and seemingly impossible to kill. When Bianca's assassination attempt goes wrong, she finds herself at Luca's mercy. Instead of killing her, Luca offers her a deal, one that changes everything. A temporary alliance between an assassin and the man she was hired to kill. But living together under the same roof changes everything. Luca discovers that the woman sent to murder him is far more complicated than the ruthless killer she pretends to be, with wounds, secrets, and a desperate longing for something she has never allowed herself to want: a home. And Bianca begins to discover that the monster she was sent to kill may not be the monster she believed him to be. As their attraction grows, the lines between captor and captive, enemy and ally, slowly begin to disappear. But love is dangerous in the mafia world. And someone is willing to destroy both of them to get what they want. Bianca must decide what is more important to her: the freedom she has spent her entire life fighting for, or the man she was supposed to kill. When an assassin falls in love with her target, the dangerous question is not who will die? But who will betray whom first?

LIKE IT OR NOT, YOU'RE MINE; A Don's obsession

“I chose to let you live that night. Don’t mistake that for mercy.” I thought witnessing a murder would be the worst thing that ever happened to me. I was wrong. One rainy night, I watched Dominico Moretti—the most feared Mafia Don in the city—put two bullets into two men. He should have killed me next. Instead, he discovered who my father was. A week later, my father traded my life for the debt he owed the Devil. I was taken from my home and delivered to Dominico’s mansion, where he made one thing painfully clear. I wasn't his wife. I was his property. I fought him at every turn. I cursed him to his face. I escaped whenever I found a chance. And every time I ran, he found me. But Dominico was nothing like the monster I expected. He protected me from his enemies. He took a bullet meant for me. He marked me as his and dared anyone to touch me. What begins as possession slowly becomes something neither of them expected. Then I discovered a secret about my past—one that led me straight into the hands of Dominico's most dangerous enemy. In a world ruled by blood, betrayal, and power, I must decide where I truly belong. Because Dominico may have stolen my freedom... But when he finally gives me the choice to leave, I may discover that he's the one person she can't walk away from. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. This book contains explicit scenes, violence, dark themes, and mature content. Read at your own risk.

Lucifer's Angel

Angela Santos, an innocent but independent woman has been waiting for her childhood bestfriend and first love Carlo ever since he moved away to study abroad. Angela believes that someday, her first love will come back. Until Lucifer Moden came, the first love of her best friend. Being extremely arrogant and hurting the feelings of Angela's bestfriend, Lucifer received a powerful punch from Angela that he will never forget for the rest of his life.

The bad boy craves me

"Do I seem like an idiot to you princess?" he sassed taking another agonizingly slow step towards me. "N-no." I stuttered out a blabbering mess, unable to think straight with his sudden closeness. "Do I have to show who you belong to again Bella?" "I-don't know." I whispered out too far gone within the eyes of the silver eyed God like boy standing before me. "Then why do you defy me princess, or is it that you want me to punish you?" I was trapped within his beautiful orbs unable to register the utter madness he just voiced, the word fell off my lips almost breathless begging for him to take me. "Yes" His lips curved to the side showing his God forbidden mischievous smirk of his. I had just now registered the consequences of my stupidity.

Enslaving Alice

Alice has no choice but to work for her enemy - the notorious delinquent Caleb Spencer, after finding out her brother owes him a lot of money. He is everything she can't stand, yet, his punishments turn her on more than she cares to admit. She had always seen him as high school kid posing as a gangster, but since meeting Dylan, his endeavors have gone from petty and delinquent to downright dangerous. Can she convince him to choose her over his destructive new friend before his sinister plots destroy them all?

REBORN AND FATED TO MY HOCKEY ALPHA BULLY

She ran away from her pack at thirteen to escape an arranged mating to a cruel aging Alpha. At Wolvaria, Ethel Gulliver finally had it all: the boyfriend of her dreams and a new life far from danger. The only blemish was Tavian Graves, the unrelenting bully who made her life miserable, mocking every extra fold of skin he could find. Then she dies holding his hand, on a locker room floor, while her boyfriend's hands finishes what his secret lover started. When she opened her eyes, they had gone back in time. They have matching marks neither of them asked for. A bond neither of them wanted, and an alliance built on nothing but revenge, rage, and the kind of heat that has no business existing between two people who spent years hating each other. Their relationship is fake, she reminds herself of that every time his hands find her skin like he is memorizing it. They only have one shot to stop their murderers before history repeats itself. But the longer she plays pretend to want him, the more she is terrified that she actually does. Between growing feelings and passionate desire, two other murders rock the university and her past begins to catch up with her, Ethel realizes that the secrets her parents kept from her are far more dangerous than anything she could've imagined and they are well on their way to bite her in the butt. She might've escaped once, But this time... survival isn't guaranteed. Not for her and definitely not for anyone she loves.

To my Romeo, I am dying

For seventeen years, Josie Callahan and Grayson Locke have been inseparable. Best friends. Neighbors. Each other's first call, first choice, and safest place. The summer before senior year, after years of hiding their feelings, they finally admit the truth. They fall in love. For one perfect summer, everything feels possible. Then, on the first day of school, Josie hears the one word that changes everything. Leukemia. With only months left to live, she makes an impossible choice. Instead of letting Gray watch her die the same way he watched cancer steal his mother two years earlier, she destroys their relationship herself. She rejects him. Breaks his heart. Pretends she never loved him. She'd rather have him hate her forever than mourn her forever. But some lies are impossible to keep. As cruel rumors spread through Cedar Bluff High, old friendships begin to fracture, jealousy turns dangerous, and Josie's secret becomes harder to hide with every passing day. Cast opposite each other as Romeo and Juliet in the school's final production before graduation, Josie and Gray are forced back into each other's lives, even as she fights to keep him at arm's length. The closer Gray gets to discovering the truth, the more desperate Josie becomes to protect him from it. But love doesn't disappear because someone asks it to. And neither does heartbreak. When time is running out, how do you convince the only person you've ever loved to let you go? Especially when he's still fighting for a forever you'll never live long enough to see.

Fake it with me

"I bet you can't make her like you." "Watch me." Neither of them knew the other one was having that exact same conversation. Ava Bennett has never lost anything worth keeping. Not competitions, not arguments, and certainly not the cheer captain election she has spent three years bleeding for. She is disciplined, intimidating, and completely immune to Mason Reed's charm. Or so she tells herself. Mason Reed has never met a girl he couldn't win over. Football captain, school golden boy, wanted by everyone and challenged by no one. Until Ava Bennett looks straight through him like he is nothing, and suddenly winning becomes personal. When their friends separately dare them to do the impossible, both accept. Neither knows the other made the same bet. So when Mason proposes a fake relationship, the terms are coldly practical. His playboy reputation is costing him his shot at the Elite Prospects Football Program, the most prestigious talent pipeline in the state. Ava needs the popularity surge to pull ahead in the captain election. They hate each other. They agree anyway. The rules are simple. No feelings. No jealousy. No catching feelings. They break every single one. But secrets this size never stay buried, and when the truth finally surfaces, it doesn't just destroy what they built. It forces them to confront the one question neither of them is brave enough to answer. If it started as a lie, how do you know when it became real? So...... Fake It With Me, Because the most dangerous game is the one where you forget you're playing.

Drowning in Misguided Love

My husband's childhood sweetheart is a fake heiress. She and I are abducted at the same time. But when my husband, a doctor, arrives at the scene of the abduction with a medical team, he chooses to save her first. My legs have been broken, and I struggle to stay afloat in the ocean. I'm on the brink of death, and I beg him to save me and the child in my belly. He merely looks at me. Before leaving, he almost generously helps me call 911. Then, he says, "It's disgusting that you're lying about being pregnant just to save yourself. I've repaid you for saving my life—come to the hospital later today to sign the divorce papers." After listening to his words, I remove the hearing aid from my right ear with a trembling hand.

It's Not Too Late

I had been hanging around with Mark Anderson for eight years. People in his circle said I had become addicted to loving him.To what extent had I become addicted?I had become addicted to the point where I didn't hesitate to get rid of any woman who got close to him.In the end, Mark sent me to rehab.Others went to rehab for smoking, drinking, or gaming addiction.But I went to rehab for Mark.Later, I did successfully overcome my addiction to him, but he expressed regret over it.

My Son Guards the Door for My Husband and Bestie

On the fifth anniversary of my marriage to Vicente Buckley, he violated my trust by sleeping with my best friend Kinsley Gilmore, on our bed. Through the camera, my son Jamie Buckley's childish voice sounded. "Kinsley, I'll keep watch at the door. I won't let my mom come in!" As if rewarding him, Kinsley pecked Vicente and suggested, "Your son is great. Don't you think about having another child with Patricia?" Vicente responded by covering her face with a pillow, saying, "The scar on her belly disgusts me."

The Bride They Left to Die

After swallowing my fourth painkiller, I spent the entire morning sitting in my hotel room in the wedding dress Curtis Bradford had picked out for me. The car that was supposed to take me to the ceremony never showed up. Instead, I came across a livestream of a wedding that had gone viral around town. On-screen, Curtis slipped the pink diamond ring I had begged him for onto the bride's finger. The bride was Shannon Cobb, my biological sister who had disappeared ten years ago. Curtis looked straight into the camera. "Leslie, I know you're watching. "Ten years ago, you lost Shannon and put her through hell. I only let you believe I was going to marry you because I wanted you to know what it feels like to be abandoned." The camera panned to my parents and my brother, Richard Cobb, who were supposed to be helping set up my new home. Richard looked into the camera and said, "You've had ten years of our love and attention. Give back everything that should've been Shannon's, and we'll consider your debt paid." I stared at the happy family on the screen, completely numb. Then I closed the livestream and threw the keepsake I had gotten for Curtis into the trash, along with my wedding ring and veil. None of them knew I had been diagnosed with terminal stomach cancer the month before. Even with painkiller injections, I could barely stay on my feet that day. All I wanted was to marry Curtis before I died and let my parents and Richard see me happy one last time. But that wasn't going to happen anymore. I only had three days left. I might as well find somewhere quiet and wait for the end.

She Never Chose Me

To cure her indecisiveness, my wife Vivian started drawing lots to decide whether she would spend time with me or with Julian, her childhood sweetheart. The short slip had my name. The long slip had his. Every wedding anniversary, every holiday, every birthday that should have belonged to us, she somehow "happened" to draw the long slip. "Can't help it. You're just unlucky. I have to go with Julian." I cried. I argued. I even stood on a rooftop begging her to stay, and all she did was call me crazy. Eventually, she stopped answering my calls and stopped coming home at all. Only after Julian landed an engagement with an old-money heiress and blocked Vivian the night before the engagement did she finally decide to return to our marriage. She threw away the lot-drawing jar herself. She cooked, she did laundry, and she became the perfect wife everyone praised. On my birthday, she made an entire table of food and knelt to help me change my shoes. "I was confused before. From now on, I'll spend every birthday with you." I took out the lot-drawing jar and smiled at her. "This past year, I developed indecisiveness too." Right in front of her, I drew the long slip with Lily's name on it. Lily was waiting outside. I picked up the suitcase I had packed long ago and repeated Vivian's old words back to her. "What a shame. I didn't draw your name. "You're just too unlucky. Nothing I can do."

I Spoiled His Love Child Rotten

After my miscarriage, the doctor told me I would never be able to have children again. Not long after, my husband brought home a boy from an orphanage. Still devastated by the loss of my baby, I poured everything I had into raising him as my own son. I quit my high-paying job and devoted myself to him completely. I pushed him all the way into a top university, while years of neglecting my own health left me riddled with illness. On the day of the celebration dinner for his college admission, he pulled out my oxygen line. Only then did I learn the truth. The boy I'd raised as my own was actually my husband's son with his secretary, the woman he'd been having an affair with. When I opened my eyes again, I had gone back in time to the day my husband first brought him home. "Honey, this boy came into our lives for a reason. Make sure you take good care of him." I smiled and agreed. "Don't worry, honey. I'll raise him just like my own son." So he wanted me to raise his love child for him? Fine. This time, I'd spoil him so rotten he grew into an absolute monster.