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Lara is a prisoner, she will meet Mark in a hard situation, what will happen?? Both of them are completely devoted to each other...

When Billionaire Ghost St Patrick first saw Angela Valdez she was beautiful yet clumsy and he couldn't help but feel compelled to get her into his bed They met in an absurd situation but fate brought them bavk togeather when Angela applied for the role of personal assistant to the CEO of the Truth Enterprise .They collided again and a brief fling of sex and pleasure ensued.Ghost was forced to choose between his brothers and pleasure when he discovered a terrible truth about Angela's birth..she was his pleasure and at his mercy!!!

Nicholas Giovanni Alanzo, is the youngest and very successful CEO from Italy. He is smart, handsome, and rich. Everything that he has is so perfect but not with his love story. He is a fighter love, even though everything he has feels so perfect, but his love story always ends in failure. One day, he was left married by the woman who he loved so much. Because of that he decided to take a vacation to Bali for a few months. However, who would have thought that his vacation brought him to meet a simple, beautiful, and unique woman according to his version. But what happens if the woman already has a fiancé? Will Nicholas fight for his love again or just quit?

Elliona Nayvelin Lim called LiOn is a materialistic woman, whose life is only for money "If you have money come to me" is her tagline. And unfortunately she has to meet William Andersson Kim, the CEO of a giant company in America, the hot man is a bad boy labeled X-Man Their meeting is not pleasant, blamed and stubborn with each other. Elliona's behavior makes William attracted and wanted to make the proud woman bends her knees under his feet. Can William conquer the LiOn?

On Christmas Eve, my father got the man I had secretly loved for ten years drunk and sent him to my bed. When I woke up the next morning, Roy pulled away from my attempt at a good-morning kiss. His voice was cold and distant as he agreed to marry me. After the wedding, Roy wasted no time submitting a transfer request. He took an overseas post and left. He did not return for five years. I gave birth to our daughter, Eve, alone and waited for him to come back home. When I heard that Roy had finally applied to return to a domestic position, I was overjoyed. I spent days preparing, imagining our first reunion as husband and wife. But even when the clock struck midnight, he still hadn't come home. Our daughter, ever so thoughtful, placed her most treasured possession—a photograph of Roy—into my hands. "Don't cry, Mommy," she said softly. "Look, Daddy's right here." I tried to convince myself that his absence was due to a delayed flight. But later that night, while watching the news, I saw him. He was on a crowded city street, holding a young girl in his arms. Beside him stood a woman, her smile soft and warm. Facing the camera, Roy said, "Being with them is my greatest wish." At that moment, something inside me broke. I wrote up the divorce papers, packed our things, and planned to take Eve to change her identity. I didn't want him anymore. The day before we left, a man I had never met came to see me. He was Roy's father. "You could call me Dad," he said, a faint smile playing on his lips. "But I'd rather you call me Ryan." I told him everything about the past five years—how I had waited, how I had hoped. When I finished, he laughed softly, an unusual warmth in his voice. "If it was just business," he said, "perhaps your father should have tied a bow around me and sent me to your bed instead. But I hold my liquor well—if I ever end up wrapped in a bow, you can be sure it's by choice."

God gave me a beautiful face and a wealthy life. At the same time, He gave me the personality of a hopeless pushover and a simp. In my previous life, I fawned over Gabert Yates, putting him first in everything. In the end, Gabert, my obsessive childhood friend, imprisoned me in a pitch-dark basement, kept me as his captive, and tortured me to death. When I got a second chance, a few lines of floating comments suddenly appeared before my eyes. [Chelsea Ziegler, remember this at all times! Simps end up with nothing!] [Your childhood friend is a total masochist. Crybaby, don’t be scared. Scold him!] [He’ll even give you his life if you insult him hard enough!] I wiped away my tears as I tilted my head up and spoke to him in a soft, trembling voice, “Y-you’re just a shameful illegitimate child… a bastard!” More comments popped up: [Yes, that’s more like it, but not harsh enough. Slap him!] I stood on my tiptoes, stumbling a little as I tried to reach up and slap his face. The “smack” was not loud, but it was crisp. Gabert’s dark, unhinged gaze suddenly deepened. Things seemed to be getting interesting…