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"You let another man touch what belongs to me?" Lucian’s hand, a possessive vice, encircled her throat. "How dare you? You're mine. The next man who lays a finger on you will beg for death." Lyra’s bitter laugh filled the silence. "Since when do you care? Wasn't I your 'land whale'? Your 'disgusting she-hippopotamus'?" CRACK. His fist splintered the plaster beside her head. "I. FUCKING. CARED. You were always MINE." "I counted every breath you took in his arms," Lucian whispered, his lips grazing the scar he’d given her. "Now he'll count his as I carve them out." Lyra stood unyielding. "You discarded me like trash. He picked up the pieces." The mirror shattered as he hurled her against it. "I WAS SAVING YOU." From what? The forced marriage? The night she miscarried, utterly alone? Lucian’s "care" came too late. Lyra never wanted this marriage—a gilded cage to a billionaire who systematically broke her. But with her mother’s life hanging by a thread, she sold herself to the monster who devoured her soul. Lucian crushed her, made her beg for scraps of dignity. Then, his best friend offered everything Lucian withheld—gentle hands, tender words, a love that didn't wound. Lucian returned. Now, he's a shadow, everywhere: watching her with hungry eyes, touching her with possessive hands, swearing this time will be different. He pleaded, on his knees, for her heart. But Lyra knows better. She’s uncovered three explosive truths: Lucian's first wife wasn't just gone; she was murdered. Her sister didn't disappeared. And the most dangerous lie of all? She's been sleeping with it. Game over? Or game just beginning? As Lucian's obsession escalates and the past claws its way back, Lyra will choose between revenge, accept or reject.

She found herself another guy after getting dumped by a scumbag, but she never expected it to be the powerful Mr. Leon! From then on, she became the enviable Mrs. Leon. There were rumors that Mr. Leon was averse to women. Lucy Quinn, while enduring the ache in her body, rolled her eyes resentfully and retorted, “Who said that Mr. Leon is averse to women?” Fucking hell, that man was an insatiable wolf, devouring her from head to toe!

Within twenty-four hours, Hellena Crawley must repay her father's staggering debt, or her plus-size body will be used as collateral to satisfy ruthless loan sharks. Hoping to receive help from her boyfriend, she is instead rewarded with a cruel betrayal in bed. Broken and cornered by the threat of death, Hellena desperately lowers her pride and turns to Kael Willian—her cold-blooded CEO and notorious boss, known for his ruthless nature. However, the tyrant does not offer money for free. Kael presents her with an extreme proposition: a one-year contract marriage. For the sake of his critically ill mother, Kael needs an obedient wife who will not involve emotions. Living under the same roof, the professional boundaries between them gradually begin to dissolve. Will Hellena be able to resist her boss's irresistible charm, or will she be the one trapped by the CEO's fear of love?

"You're nothing but a fat bitch! You should be grateful that I married you!" Aurielle Voss built her empire from nothing. Because of the pressure to be the perfect wife, she handed it all to Victor Kade, her husband. Yet, every waking day, she is cheated on and belittled by the very man she loved. Aurielle tolerated all these until he walked straight back into the arms of his first love while she is left with nothing but a signature that cost her everything. Betrayed, humiliated, and deprived of any real intimacy, Aurielle makes one reckless, glorious mistake, she orders a call-boy. Dominic Frost is not who she expected. And he is certainly not who he seems. One drunken night led to an offer she has no business accepting, ninety-nine days by his side, helping him secure an inheritance in exchange for the one thing she lost, her company. But as revenge turns into attraction, Aurielle must navigate the deceit, and passion neither expected, even when the past comes knocking on the door. Can she survive ninety-nine days with the dashing call boy, turned CEO, or will the stranger become everything she never saw coming?

In his eyes, she was utterly clueless and shameless. In her eyes, he was cunning, sinister, and equally shameless. They could not stand each other, but they had been secretly arranged to be married by their families.After marriage, he cautioned her, "My house, my rules.And don’t fall in love with me."She replied, "I’d rather die than do that, pal."Days flew by and he realized: his new wife wasn't kidding – she wasn't into him! She was busy sipping cocktails, hitting bars, and throwing punches for justice. With a line of admirers around the block, his crush on her only grew bigger. One day, he just couldn’t hold himself back, "Hey, Would you like to go on a date with me?”

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