Shirley Rousseau Murphy

Special Agent Shirley, along with her partner Ackermann had been following this psychotic serial killer who called himself “ANGEL OF DEATH” for the crimes that he had continually committed over a period of about eight years. The two were the best in the entire police force, yet the so called angel of death outsmarted them like it was nothing. And they didn’t know how he did it, because he left no clues and he never made mistakes. After years of clueless investigations, they finally got their hands a video footage that showed him fleeing a crime scene. The video that was supposed to be the answer to all their unanswered questions, was rather a door that let in a million more.

Caius Vannister, despite his reputation as one of the most eligible bachelors of the country, was a one-woman-man kind of guy. He had imposed strict rules upon himself, and that is to be loyal to just one woman. He laid no woman in his bed for years, which is why he knew he was in trouble when he felt the heat and the beast awakened at the sight of the drunk Murphy who one night, accidentally barged on his VIP room. Having tasted the sweet scent and pleasure he didn't know existed, he desperately searched for the lady, who fortunately left her business card, the morning he woke up alone. Realizing that the lady was closely acquainted with his cousin, Casper and his wife, a playful smirk was painted on his lips. "Architect Murphy Jayden…you're mine…” As Murphy tried to shoo him away, he was adamant to claim the lips, the body, and the heart of the lady who, from the start, stole his. Caius vowed to know everything about her to plan his next steps, that his vast connection was put to the test when he found no single information about her, apart from what he knew from Casper. Pondering about it for far too long, he could only utter one thing... "Who are you truly, milady?”

"Shirley, I love you" they were the words of Ivan a rich boy from school. How can he love a simple girl like me. There are so many pretty and sexy girls from school like Kelly my best friend. She has all the qualities of being his girl. I am happy about this and I decide to tell Kelly the good news I also want her to give me advice about love affairs. will kelly be happy for me? what will be the end of my Love life with Ivan?

Sophie Luxford had been turning a blind eye to her husband’s affairs in their three years of marriage.She continued being a dedicated wife who would greet her husband with a bowl of warm nourishing soup every day, until one day, the woman he loved the most appeared before her and declared, “I’m pregnant.”Sophie used various methods to coerce the woman to get an abortion.Cedric Carlson grabbed her by the neck and growled, “Sophie Luxford, you can’t keep up the act anymore after holding it in for three years, huh?” Sophie burst into tears. She then laughed hysterically and said, “I’m sorry, but I’m pregnant as well, and my son has to be the Carlsons’ heir!”

On my wedding day, my mafia fiancé, Ryder Conti, had his men bar me from the church. Instead, he walked down the aisle with another woman on his arm. He shrugged at me through the iron gates. "Emilia, the Contis need an heir, and Carmela is carrying a Rossi." "Once I use the Rossi influence to solidify my position in the Family, I'll divorce her. You'll still be my woman." Everyone thought I would obediently nod and wait for him to come back. For ten years, I had loved him more than life itself, even cutting ties with my family for him. That very night, I boarded a private jet to Sicily to accept an arranged marriage with the Godfather of the Vettori family. From then on, I vanished without a trace from Ryder Conti's world. Three years later, I returned to New York with my husband and child to deal with a traitor in the Family. Zayn had some last minute business, so he sent his men to collect me. I never expected to see a face from my past. Ryder looked at me with a smirk. "Had enough fun out there? Since you've come crawling back, this is perfect. Carmela's son needs a cook. You can do the job." Wait, he just called me, the most respected Donna in the underworld, the cook?

When I was three months pregnant, Stella Falcone, the principessa of an allied family, was also carrying another man's child. To preserve the alliance, my Mafia lover, Matteo Gallo, had to marry her. "Stella is Don Falcone's only daughter. In our world, alliances are worth more than sentiment." "Ava will understand." What Matteo forgot was that I had no one but him, and that the child I carried was the true Gallo heir. Later, as everyone mocked my unborn child, calling him a bastard who would taint the bloodline, Matteo stood by with his new bride and did nothing. That was when I learned that in this world of blood and secrets, love was the most worthless currency of all.